Chapter 1210 — What Was Overlooked
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"Wait — cut my arm?" Wei Zhao frowned. If anything in the whole affair was out of the ordinary, it was the cut on his arm. He remembered how the blood had streamed everywhere — on Feng Xiaoxiao's body and on the bedsheets — and the next morning she had thought he had done something to her...
"Yes, you cut your arm." Jiao Yazi said suddenly, "By the way — because your blood has been tempered by the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art, it too is of the utmost yang nature. Could it be that your blood saved Feng Xiaoxiao?"
"Oh?" Wei Zhao thought it possible. Without another word, he bit his finger open, and the blood poured like a fountain onto Feng Xiaoxiao's forehead...
"Xiao Yi, what are you doing?" Feng Tianlong was startled; he had not expected Wei Zhao to do such a thing, and had no idea what he meant by it.
Tang Zhi, standing to one side, was also taken aback, unable to fathom what Wei Zhao was about — but if Wei Zhao did it, he must have his reasons. So Tang Zhi said to Feng Tianlong, "Uncle Feng, please be calm. Wei Zhao must have thought of something."
"Oh..." Feng Tianlong glanced at Tang Zhi with some embarrassment — he was less steady than a nineteen-year-old girl. And thinking on it, worry brings confusion; fearing for Feng Xiaoxiao's life, he was naturally fragile within.
What Wei Zhao had not expected was that the blood seemed to seep into Feng Xiaoxiao's skin, absorbed by her drop by drop. His body, upon advancing to the Yellow Rank, had gradually expelled those impurities, so his blood was of the purest kind, and it was quickly absorbed by Feng Xiaoxiao entirely.
A flicker of relief crossed Wei Zhao's face — today had truly been a stroke of luck. Had it not been for Old Man Wei's prompting and Jiao Yazi's help in recalling, he would surely have overlooked this small detail. Yet who would have thought that this small detail was the very key to saving Feng Xiaoxiao?
Watching his daughter absorb Wei Zhao's blood, Feng Tianlong's eyes went wide; he had no idea what sort of performance Wei Zhao was putting on. But whatever it was, it must be good for Feng Xiaoxiao — otherwise his daughter could not be absorbing Wei Zhao's blood.
Tang Zhi also covered her mouth. She had never imagined that Wei Zhao would use his own blood to save Feng Xiaoxiao, and for a moment her vision swam. A little blood she would not have minded, but in that short while Wei Zhao had already shed at least half a mineral-water bottle's worth — how long could he hold out at this rate?
Tang Zhi wanted to stop him, but she also knew it was impossible for Wei Zhao to stop, and besides, she did not want anything to happen to Feng Xiaoxiao either!