Feng Xiaotian asked eagerly, "Huo Lei, what's the test? What do I have to do to earn this herb's approval?"
By then, everyone had gathered around Huo Lei, listening with solemn attention.
Huo Lei said gravely, "When you pick it, you must think of the person you love. With complete sincerity and devotion, spit a mouthful of blood onto its petals. If your heart wavers even slightly, you won't be able to pluck the flower even if you spit blood until you die. Once picked, it will never wither as long as it remains beside its owner."
"Xiaotian, although you've already reached the Soul Ancestor realm, I guarantee that taking this herb will raise you by at least four levels and completely transform your body. I believe you'll succeed, and you must succeed. Otherwise, you know the consequences."
Feng Xiaotian shuddered at once. Of course he knew the consequences. If he succeeded, he would soar into the heavens, gaining both strength and his beloved. If he failed, he would lose both the girl and the herb, and Huo Wu, Huo Wushuang, and Huo Lei would probably all turn against him.
Feng Xiaotian let out a long breath and steadied himself. He cast a tender glance at Huo Wu, then circulated his Soul Power, stirred his blood, and spat a mouthful of fresh blood onto the petals.
As the blood landed on its petals, the Lovesick Heartbreak Red trembled gently. Everyone's eyes fixed on the large flower as they waited in silence.
The Lovesick Heartbreak Red shook more and more violently, then detached itself from the black stone and floated into Feng Xiaotian's hand.
"It worked! I did it! Hahaha!" Holding the Lovesick Heartbreak Red, Feng Xiaotian cried out in excitement, waving his arms and dancing with the joy of a