Chapter 1492 - 434: A Glimmer of Hope Amid Despair

However, the wisp of remnant soul truly exists, weak but stubbornly persisting, definitely due to the inscription-level divine technique "Hundred Tribulations Blood Curtain".

So waking her up by conventional means is simply impossible. Over the past two days, he has tried various methods.

Spirit medicine nurturing, soul power resonance, even at the cost of depleting his own essence...

But a slight mistake could cause irreversible damage to the fragile remnant soul.

The most dangerous time, the spiritual light within the jade nearly completely dissipated.

For now, the only thing he can rely on is the "Daily Reflection".

"Wah, wah—"

The sudden cry interrupted his thoughts.

Zhou Qing hastily looked down, only to see Yaoyao’s little face flushed red, her tender fists helplessly clawing at the air.

Her not fully opened eyes filled with tears, her little mouth wide open, emitting a heart-wrenching wail.

His heart clenched—this child had never once tasted her mother’s milk since birth until now.

The pair of hands that should have been gently embraced can only clutch the cold swaddle tightly now.

He has now moved away from that mountain range, fearing Bai Fengyin would attack again.

With that thought, blood-red fury surged fiercely in Zhou Qing’s eyes.

Those suppressed murderous intents erupted like molten lava, forming a visible blood-red mist around him.

The temperature in the cave plummeted, and dense blood-red ice crystals formed on the cave wall.

"One day..." he croaked through his teeth, each word steeped in bloodlust, "I will slice you into a thousand pieces, grind your bones to dust!"

In his arms, little Yaoyao seemed to sense something, suddenly grasping his blood-stained collar.

The warm touch snapped Zhou Qing back to the present, he blinked his stinging eyes, forcibly suppressing the tumultuous emotions.

The rough knuckles gently brushed the baby’s cheek, unexpectedly, little Yaoyao stopped sobbing, clinging tightly to one of her father’s fingers.

The grip was pitifully weak, yet it sent a tremor through Zhou Qing’s heart.

He gazed at the daughter’s face so much like his own, a difficult smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.

"Yaoyao, don’t cry..." Zhou Qing softly spoke, "Daddy will find some milk for you right away."

For safety, he took out a brand-new mask from the storage bag.

The moment the mask covered his face, the doting father disappeared, replaced by a cultivator emitting an aura of danger.

...

Moonlight like water, pouring into a dry and warm cave.

A Moonlight Lynx the size of a deer tensed its body, its silver-gray fur standing on end.

Its eyes were filled with fear and trembling, staring intently at the black-robed man opposite it.

Behind it, five cubs curled tightly together, emitting thin whimpers from their throats.

Zhou Qing sat silently by the bonfire, focused on the boiling beast milk in the stone pot, the silvery white milk bubbling with fine bubbles, exuding a faint fragrance.

Soon after, Zhou Qing carefully ladled a spoonful of milk, gently blew it cool, then offered it to little Yaoyao’s lips.

The baby, smelling the sweet scent, opened her small mouth, greedily sucking it up.

"Slow down." he whispered, gently wiping the milk stains from her lips with his fingertips.

Just like that, after Yaoyao was full, she let out a contented yawn, soon falling into a deep sleep.

Zhou Qing gently tucked her blanket, ensuring she wouldn’t be disturbed by the cold.

Then, he quietly watched her, eyes filled with love.

Thus, as midnight descended once more, he quickly but cautiously took out the Soul Nourishing Jade for another appraisal.

[Soul Nourishing Jade: This is a piece of high-quality Soul Nourishing Jade, harboring an extremely weak remnant soul, its soul body nearly 90% damaged, requiring prolonged nurturing to sustain.]

[But if truly irrigated with Blood Phoenix Essence Blood, it may trigger a chance for Nirvana—phoenix rebirth from the ashes!]

Zhou Qing’s pupils constricted, fingers lightly trembling, a surge of ecstasy suddenly rushing into his heart, his eyes instantly moistening.

He knew it, Han Yi... can still be saved!

But before this joy lasted a moment, he harshly wiped away the tears, his eyes turning solemn.

Blood Phoenix Essence Blood?

This is almost an impossibility!

Know that in the third coffin within the Taiqing Sect Grotto Heaven Forbidden Area, the gigantic Dead Crow’s remains have lain dormant for countless ages.

And the Flame Fire Crocodile King entrenched there, with mid-stage Spirit Severing Realm cultivation, spent eons refining but a drop of pure-blood Golden Crow’s Blood.

Yet it still wasn’t willing to consume it, using it instead to craft its own magical artifact.

Originally, to help Second Uncle find that coveted Golden Crow Fan, the two meticulously plotted.

Second Uncle distracted the Flame Fire Crocodile King at the periphery, while he leveraged the red Nascent Soul from Four Flowers Gathering at the Crown for a boost, enduring magma-like heat to delve deep below.

While traversing the scorching heat waves, he not only found the Golden Crow Fan but also unexpectedly discovered that droplet of pure Golden Crow Blood suspended at the magma core.

Around the blood droplet were two demon marshal-level Flame Fire Crocodiles, luckily overlooked due to "Lowering Presence", allowing him to successfully obtain the Golden Crow Blood.

And from it, he comprehended the Golden Crow Race’s untold secret—the "Gold Crow Burning Sky Scripture".

Second Uncle once said, a true pure-blood Golden Crow is an unparalleled fierce bird!

It’s rumored that the national guardian divine beast of a certain sixth-level cultivation country is a pure-blood Golden Crow, its might unrivaled, comparable to the foundational power of the nation where Celestial Venerable Su Minghe resides.

Even the pure-blooded divine beast that fell on the third floor of the Desolate Forbidden is of the same level as the Three-legged Golden Crow.

That is to say, such beings are at least Celestial Venerable level.

Old Peng King spent his life pursuing regression to ancestry, yet ultimately stopped at Spirit Slash Realm Perfection.