bdsm-fiction 853. Why the Resurrection?
853. Why the Resurrection?
Hearing Huo Zhi's question, Xiao Yan gave a helpless bitter smile: "You might not believe it, but I don't even know what happened myself. The only thing I'm aware of is what happened in the Pill Tower. When I finally came to my senses, it was three years later. During those three years, I was in a daze and had no memory of anything."
Then Xiao Yan released his own strange fire, the purplish-black flame occasionally condensing into a dragon-shaped outline. While staring at the strange fire, Xiao Yan murmured, "After repeatedly recalling it, the only thing I can barely make a connection to is probably this."
"The Three Thousand Burning Flames, perhaps, at the last moment, in some incomprehensible way, clung to my life? But this explanation... even I find it far-fetched."
"The Three Thousand Burning Flames, also known as the inextinguishable flames, can grant its wielder an indestructible body." Huo Zhisheng, born into the Flame Clan, possesses a far deeper understanding of these extraordinary flames than most.
"However, this immortality has its limits. When you took a direct hit from a Dou Sheng, the destructive power at that level was enough to completely annihilate the body and soul of a peak Dou Zun in an instant. This definitely exceeded the limit that the Three Thousand Burning Flames could withstand and repair. Even the Three Thousand Burning Flames at its peak could not make someone who died on the spot after taking a Dou Sheng's attack immortal and reborn."
Huo Zhi paused, her eyes filled with confusion: "Moreover, the most crucial point is that you didn't even refine or absorb it at the time. It didn't belong to you; it was just a powerful strange fire sealed within the Pill Tower Starfield. How could an unowned strange fire actively protect and repair a dying person with no direct connection to it?"
She shook her head, rejecting Xiao Yan's seemingly most reasonable guess: "Actually, after you were resurrected, my clan thought that your potential was too great and that you had already been saved on the spot by the ancient clan."
Both of them knew what happened afterward: Xiao Yan and the Ancient Clan completely broke off relations, and it was clear that the Ancient Clan could not possibly be the ones who saved him.
"I have an even closer guess."
"I gained a new ability in Central Plains: the ability to transfer a portion of my trauma."
"Then, at the critical point when my body was on the verge of complete collapse, my cultivation technique... may have unconsciously activated on its own. It sensed the Three Thousand Burning Flames, and thus, driven by a survival instinct, the technique activated itself and devoured it."
"After successfully devouring it, the Three Thousand Burning Flames' supposed indestructible nature began to take effect. It absorbed the power of the stars and continuously poured it into my body to repair and nourish it... This process lasted for about three years. So, when I finally woke up, although my body was extremely weak, my foundation was not destroyed. In fact, I even benefited from the misfortune and completely fused with the Three Thousand Burning Flames."
This hypothesis sounded more logical, explaining the origin of the strange fire and his physical recovery. Huo Zhi listened attentively, but his brows did not completely relax.
"This explanation... seems more reasonable," she mused.
"However, there are several major difficulties. First, even if most of the aftershocks of a Dou Sheng's attack are absorbed by the clone, the remaining power is enough to completely destroy your main body. The destructive power at that moment is simply beyond what a Dou Zun can withstand. Second, no matter how miraculous the cultivation technique is, it still requires the power of the soul to drive it. Your soul was also severely injured at the time, so how could the technique operate autonomously and complete the absorption of the strange fire in that state? Third, and the biggest problem, relying solely on the indestructible nature of the Three Thousand Burning Flames to absorb the power of the stars, to repair someone who was almost reduced to nothingness to the point of being able to awaken in three years... that speed is unbelievably fast."
Huo Zhi's analysis was very accurate. He wasn't deliberately making things difficult for Xiao Yan, but rather he wanted to find the reason behind everything so that perhaps they could recreate this near-miracle next time they faced a similar danger.
Xiao Yan met Huo Zhi's gaze and helplessly shrugged.
"Yes, you're right. That's the reason I've never been able to understand it."
Xiao Yan sometimes even thought that it was better for him not to know, since it was obvious that such a thing could never happen a second time.
"Never mind," Huo Zhi's voice softened, "Being able to come back alive is more important than anything else. As for those three years, consider it as your arduous training..."
What Xiao Yan didn't know was that his guess was very close to the truth. Multiple factors were involved in his miraculous resurrection.
The most important factor was actually the power of destiny that Xiao Yan gained from liberating the souls of many geniuses in the Myriad Beasts Space. This was a power at the level of a plane, which even a Dou Sheng (Battle Saint) couldn't sense or explain. This power preserved Xiao Yan's soul, preventing him from perishing on the spot.
The Three Thousand Thunder Illusions then took effect, as they could share the damage with Xiao Yan's main body, ensuring that his physical body did not shatter directly.
During the night battle at the Pill Tower, Black Flame absorbed a very small portion of the Pill Tower Ancestor's medicinal power. Of this small portion, one or two tenths were unconsciously absorbed by Xiao Yan, restoring vitality to his damaged body.
Finally, the Burning Blade sensed the aura of the strange fire and unconsciously began to operate on its own. While Xiao Yan was still unconscious, it devoured the Three Thousand Burning Flames. After its indestructible characteristic was activated, it absorbed a large amount of star power and continuously nourished and healed Xiao Yan.
It took a combination of four factors for Xiao Yan to be brought back to life from a seemingly hopeless situation. Of course, even so, it still took a full three years.
Xiao Yan was unconscious, and his latest consciousness came from being rescued by Wang Ling'er, so he naturally didn't know what had happened.
As the two chatted, Huo Zhi finished eating all the bear paws that Xiao Yan had cooked, then clapped her hands and said, "I'm done eating. Do you want to absorb a few energy cores today?"
After a brief moment of thought, Xiao Yan shook his head: "I'm still quite a distance from the late stage of Half-Saint. We also need to save some high-grade energy cores for when necessary. There's no rush to absorb them now. But your injuries haven't fully healed yet, so I'll keep them for you."
Huo Zhi took two soft breaths, as if making a decision. She raised her head, her fair cheeks flushed slightly in the firelight, and looked at Xiao Yan with clear, earnest eyes, her voice tinged with barely perceptible nervousness: "Then... do we still need to... cultivate together?"
At this point, his body stiffened visibly for a moment, but then Xiao Yan nodded: "Come on, if we can master this technique, it will be quite effective in the battles to come."