Yu Wuxia required some time to fuse with the divine blood, free from distractions, and Long Yan personally served as her protector.
Time passed slowly and soon a night was over.
The next day, the sun rose.
"It's a success."
Yu Wuxia stepped out of the room, and Long Yan knew that she had successfully fused with the divine blood.
"Wuxia, how was it?"
Immediately, Yu Ying stepped forward to ask.
"Linglong Ancestor has already helped me fuse with the divine blood, I must take revenge for him."
In the crystal-clear eyes of Yu Wuxia, a flame of hatred was burning.
The single drop of divine blood contained Linglong Heaven's Respect's cultivation experience, and some of his personal experiences, all of which were given to Yu Wuxia, and she felt them profoundly.
"Wuxia, don't be blinded by hatred, there is still a long way to go."
Long Yan reminded her, fearing that the heavy grievance might affect Yu Wuxia's cultivation.
"I understand, brother."