Chapter 72: Immortal’s Restoration
The sudden voice made all the important figures from Dali present quiet.
Even the Emperor of Dali turned pale.
You must know, in the eyes of an Immortal, they were basically no different from ants.
What was the fate of ants making a request? Twenty years ago, the skies of Dali's capital were filled with blood, which was the best answer.
They all lowered their heads, sweating profusely, sneaking glances at Li Fan.
But that voice, seemingly unafraid of death, repeated loudly, "Please, Immortal, save my sister!"The roots of this story extend from novell bìn origin.
Li Fan looked in the direction from which the voice came. It was Su Changyu, who was around a dozen years old.
Only then did a middle-aged man react and hurriedly step forward, pressing him to kneel on the ground.
"What nonsense are you talking about, Yu'er!" The middle-aged man, equally on his knees, anxiously knelt down and kowtowed to Li Fan while holding Su Changyu.
While kowtowing, he said, "My child is ignorant, please forgive him, Immortal!"
Li Fan fell into silence.
This situation made all the important figures of Dali panic. Under the leadership of the Emperor, they all knelt down as well.
Xiao Heng also kowtowed, carefully saying, "Immortal, please save my sister, Su Xiaomei."
After a while, Li Fan slowly spoke, "Very well, take me to see. But this won't set a precedent."
Everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.
In fact, Li Fan had planned to take a look at Su Changyu's terminally ill sister. However, he couldn't easily agree on the surface.
So, he made a gesture earlier.
After a while, Li Fan saw Su's little sister, Su Xiaomei, in an underground room.
The temperature in the basement was very low, and many officials who had followed couldn't help but shiver.
A baby who looked like it was born not too long ago was lying quietly on a jade bed.
Next to the jade bed were many ice blocks.
Su Xiaomei's body seemed extremely hot, so the maidservant had to constantly crush the ice blocks and apply them to her to cool her down.
Seeing this unusual scene, Li Fan narrowed his eyes.
He walked forward, and his spiritual sense swept over Su Xiaomei. His expression froze.
"You all should retreat first!"
He commanded in a cold voice.
The crowd of powerful nobles then exited the basement.
Li Fan and Su Xiaomei were left alone.
Li Fan placed his hand on Su Xiaomei's body and separated a very thin sliver of aura, ferrying it into her body.
If they could overcome each calamity, they would naturally become stronger through these trials.
But if they couldn't, they would naturally die with their extraordinary powers.
This was the limit imposed by the heavens on such individuals, a test.
For those possessing innate supernatural abilities, their cultivation speed might not necessarily be very fast.
However, in battles, they often became invincible at the same level.
In fact, many of the powerful individuals with innate supernatural abilities could easily kill cultivators of the same level, as if killing chickens, and even had the power to fight across a major realm.
Such individuals were notorious and had outstanding records in the cultivation world.
Both types of constitutions were extremely rare, one in a million.
But what Li Fan saw?
These two kinds of constitutions actually appeared in a single infant!
There was no trace of the Immortal-Mortal Miasma in her body; she was undoubtedly a naturally gifted immortal physique.
Although he didn't know why the naturally gifted immortal physique, which could only be born when two cultivators reproduced, would appear in this small world filled with mortals.
But Li Fan was certain he hadn't seen it wrong.
And the power constantly burning inside Su Xiaomei's body should be her innate supernatural ability.
Li Fan speculated that her ability was related to the emotion "anger."
With raging anger in her heart, her own strength would multiply.
Until the anger completely burned herself and her enemies into ashes.
The constant fiery state Su Xiaomei was in at the moment was probably caused by the uncontrollable release of her innate supernatural ability.
"Naturally gifted immortal physique, innate supernatural ability. No wonder she faces such a deadly calamity from birth."
"With the constant burning of her own life force due to the anger burning inside her, even if she hides in an ice cellar all day, Su Xiaomei would still never survive to adulthood."
"No wonder, in the last life, Su Changyu was so anxious. He didn't hesitate to use himself as a test subject for the Immortal-Mortal Miasma, just to become a cultivator as soon as possible."
"In his eyes, perhaps becoming a legendary immortal could save his sister."
"Unfortunately..."
Li Fan looked at Su Changyu, and the illusionary blue flame spirit in his sea of consciousness suddenly woke up from its slumber.
"If it weren't for encountering me, even if a Golden Core cultivator came, they wouldn't be able to save her."
A faint blue figure appeared in front of Li Fan.
It seemed like a thin mist, slowly approaching Su Xiaomei's tiny body.
He reached out and gently touched Su Xiaomei's head.
The heat on the baby's body gradually dissipated.
Her tightly furrowed brows relaxed, and Su Xiaomei slowly turned over.