"...Nothing," Li Xizhou said. "If you think it's Qilin Flame, then we'll proceed on that basis. If Qilin Flame could defeat [Mercury Blossoms Floating Raft] once twenty-three years ago, it can defeat it a second time twenty-three years later."
"Then, could you give me some?" Pei Ye rubbed his hands together and looked at her with his lips pressed tight.
Black Cat also peeked out from his shoulder, blinking a pair of emerald eyes.
"I don't have any. How am I supposed to give you some?" Li Xizhou brushed the charcoal ash from her hands.
"...Then who does?"
"Qilin Flame burns in Qilin Blood. Not the thin Qilin Blood in just any descendant of the Li family, but truly pure, concentrated Qilin Blood that flows like fine gold," Li Xizhou said. "Only by ascending the imperial throne and forming a symbiotic pact with the Qilin can one's blood be sublimated into that."
She looked at Pei Ye. "In other words, right now, only one person in the whole world has blood like that."
"..."
Pei Ye froze, not only because the path he had just glimpsed had suddenly become a sheer precipice ten thousand fathoms high, but also because he instinctively looked at the fragment in his hand, unable to stop thinking about what had happened on the land beneath his feet twenty-three years ago.
So, could Yu Sicheng have possessed blood like that, to overcome [Mercury Blossoms Floating Raft]...?
He looked at the woman beside him, only to find her looking at him too, seemingly without a thought in her head. "I, Gong, know how to obtain this blood."
"Your subordinate is slow-witted. Please enlighten me, Your Highness."
Li Xizhou nodded in satisfaction. "You don't need to go cut the Sage open. He once bestowed his blood upon someone