I Am the Ancestral Sacrificial Spirit's Messenger (Bonus Chapter-Votes Appreciated)

Plants withered and flourished again. Nothing could be more natural, yet when the Divine Infant said it, his words carried the weight of a great truth, compelling belief.

Sometimes what mattered was not what was said, but whether the person saying it carried enough weight to strengthen another's conviction and resolve.

"Can Hao's Supreme Bone grow back?!"

Shi Ziling was beside himself with excitement. He looked at Lin Xian, then at Liu Shen, as though seeking a definite answer.

"Autumn winds strip yellow leaves, wildfire burns dead grass, cold winds howl past, and spring brings new shoots." Liu Shen manifested her divine consciousness and said through a mental transmission, "Nothing in this world is absolute. I merely spoke of one possibility."

Different people heard different things. Cultivators heard the hope of Nirvana and Transcendence.

But Qin Yining was a mother, and she had heard that her child might die. Tears gathered in her eyes as she asked, "Is there no way to ensure he survives?"

"Who in this world isn't struggling to cross over?" Lin Xian said. "Whether he makes it depends entirely on his own fortune. Some grasses die in winter; others spring to life again and live a second lifetime."

"Liu Shen herself found new life amid destruction. Hers was an extraordinarily successful Nirvana."

"You've heard of me?" Liu Shen's voice rang out, lovely as music from the nine heavens yet edged with a sharp, steely force. She had survived calamity after calamity and been reborn, but parts of her memory were missing.

Only by completing her Nirvana could she recover her former memories and cultivation.

"The Ancestral Sacrificial Spirit told me about you," Lin Xian said without batting an eye. "I'm her messenger. She asked me to pass a message to you."

"What message?" Liu Shen suddenly