Suddenly, the phone vibrated.
The Thousand-Spirit Saintess was somewhat annoyed. She did not like dealing with people from her current lineage, yet there were always tactless people calling her from time to time.
However, the moment she pulled out her phone, the Thousand-Spirit Saintess's heart suddenly raced.
Caller ID: Lin Xiaosu!
The Thousand-Spirit Saintess took a deep breath and answered.
"Did you call today to tell me that the agreement between us back then is about to be fulfilled?" The Thousand-Spirit Saintess's voice was calm and gentle.
"No. There's something I need you to give me an answer about." Lin Xiaosu's voice was low and grave.
"What?"
"Someone used poison as her foundation. The poison evolved, and her body can no longer bear it. The flame of her life is about to go out. From your perspective, is there any solution?"
"Using poison as the foundation, then having that poison evolve—born because of poison, yet dying because of poison?" The Thousand-Spirit Saintess pondered.
"Yes!"
"This is a paradox of life. Modern technology cannot resolve such a paradox of life."
"I know modern technology can't solve it. That's why I'm asking you. Setting aside modern scientific theories and looking to strange arts from ancient and modern times, is there any possibility?"
Setting aside modern technology and looking to strange arts from ancient and modern times...
That had practically revealed the Thousand-Spirit Saintess's true origins.
It had practically told her: I know you aren't from the modern era!
The Thousand-Spirit Saintess remained silent for a long while. "There is a method, but it is only theoretical. There is no practical basis for carrying it out."
"Tell me!" Lin Xiaosu's voice abruptly rose.
"At life's end, a single tear; even ten thousand deaths can be pulled back!"
"A tear at life's end..." Lin