Lin Ke watched the cultivators of the Illusionless Gu Sect swiftly retreat, then swept his sleeve angrily.
He drew on Dragon Pearl Fire to heat the Golden Flying Sword until it was scorching hot.
With a sizzle, he cauterized the wound on Nan Shang's neck.
Then he refined the remaining Lotus Root Pulp into new skin and applied it to his neck.
Nan Shang's face was pale. The massive blood loss had left his skin looking like white paper.
Nan Shang had never practiced the five-colored glazed body, so he had fallen unconscious after losing so much blood.
Spiritual Qi was already sufficient to repair his internal injuries and even remedy the oxygen-deprived necrosis caused by having too little blood.
But Spiritual Qi could not replenish Nan Shang's blood in a short time.
In this cultivation world, everyone relied on Spiritual Qi to repair their bodies, so when they actually encountered a situation like this, they truly were at a loss.
Zong Ya merely kept feeding Nan Shang Gathering Spirit Pellets, repeatedly treating his neck with Spiritual Qi.
"What are we going to do?"
"Junior Brother, do you have any ideas?"
Seeing this, Lin Ke had no choice but to try a blood transfusion.
"Senior Sister, give me your wrist."
Not understanding what Lin Ke meant by this, Zong Ya said anxiously, "Junior Brother? Nan Shang might not be able to hold on."
Lin Ke nodded. "Don't panic, Senior Sister. I have a way. I'm trying to save him."
Zong Ya's expression eased slightly. "In that case, have you discovered anything, Junior Brother?"
Lin Ke closed his eyes and examined the inside of Zong Ya's body. A moment later, he said impassively, "Senior Sister, you have type AB blood. It won't work."
Although Zong Ya did not understand Lin Ke's