After hearing Du Siwen's words, Xu Qingtong finally felt the stone in his heart settle.
He lifted Du Siwen's right hand and lightly drew a fingertip across her wrist, cutting it open. Then he cut open his own left wrist and connected their blood vessels.
Their hands clasped tightly together, their bodies touching as they faced each other. Xu Qingtong focused his mind and calmed his breathing, then began circulating his cultivation technique, driving his blood into Du Siwen's body, through a full circuit, and back into his own.
"Senior Sister, spread out the power of your divine soul and follow my blood through your whole body!" Xu Qingtong whispered, his lips beside Du Siwen's ear.
Gradually, Du Siwen's incarnation began to change. A rosy flush appeared beneath her pale skin, and her heart began to beat.
After one greater celestial circuit, a faint breath flowed from Du Siwen's nose, tickling Xu Qingtong's neck.
As the technique circulated and their blood flowed, Xu Qingtong's face grew paler and paler. Beads of sweat kept appearing on his forehead and dripping onto Du Siwen's face.
After an unknown length of time, Xu Qingtong gradually felt his consciousness beginning to blur. Just then, a familiar voice sounded beside his ear. "Little Junior Brother, I can control my body now. Let go of me!"
Xu Qingtong's eyes flew open, surprise and delight appearing on his face. He hurriedly rose, bandaged Du Siwen's wrist, and briefly tended to his own wound. Only then did he carefully look over his Third Senior Sister before him!
Her beautiful eyes roved, her apricot eyes brimming with spring. A faint smile lit her face, and a pair of shallow dimples nestled beside her lovely mouth.
Everything was exactly as he had imagined. After her resurrection, Du Siwen looked even