Xiao Chen didn't know about Huo Qubing's defense as the offensive tactic and the noise he made on the grassland.

At this time, in a palace in the royal harem, Xiao Chen, Zhen Yuer, Sun Simiao, Dasiming, Meidie, Ye Fenghuang, Lin Wanqing, and Diao Chan are all here.

And these people were surrounded by a bed, and a pale girl lying on the bed.

This little girl is the princess of Tianpeng Kingdom. Qiu Yimeng, who was rescued by Xiao Chen from Qiu Tongbai.

Zhen Yu'er looked at Qiu Yimeng lying on the bed, her eyes turned red slightly. It was so unfair that such a young girl had to endure such pain.

"Master Sun, how about it?"

Looking at Sun Simiao, who was taking Qiu Yimeng's pulse, Xiao Chen couldn't help but ask.

Sun Simiao withdrew his hand and pondered slightly, "It's not difficult to save her life, but all the meridians in her body were broken. Even if she was saved, she would not live to be twenty years old. Moreover, she would only be a useless person in these twenty years."

It is true that Sun Simiao is a seventh-grade alchemist, but this does not mean that he can do everything.

If Qiu Yimeng is older and has a martial arts level above the level of a martial artist, Sun Simiao can use medicine to nourish her broken meridians, and then find a way to reshape these meridians when the time is right.

But Qiu Yimeng has no cultivation and cannot transform the huge medicinal power of the pills by herself. If she relies on external forces to transform these medicinal powers, her injuries will be even worse because of her weakness.

So, now I'm undoubtedly in a dead end.

"Woo...woo..."

When Zhen Yuer heard Sun Simiao say that she was powerless, she finally couldn't help crying in a low voice.

Diao Chan and the girls heard Zhen Yu'er's sad cry, and their eyes were slightly red.

"Brother, can you save this sister?" Ye Fenghuang in Xiao Chen's arms said in a low voice.

She hugged Xiao Chen's neck tightly, and her bright eyes were a little dull at this time, and she might shed tears at any time.

Ye Fenghuang seemed to see her own shadow in Qiu Yimeng. She and Qiu Yimeng were roughly the same age, and their experiences were also very similar.

Before she met Xiao Chen, she also wandered on the verge of life and death, and could only join monsters in the huge forest every day, enduring hunger and torture.

Luckily than Qiu Yimeng, she met Xiao Chen earlier and became the real little princess.

Now seeing Qiu Yimeng endures great pain, Ye Fenghuang feels compassion.

Xiao Chen gently kissed Ye Fenghuang on the forehead and said, "Don't worry, little Fenghuang, brother will save her."

After saying that, he looked at Sun Simiao and said, "Master Sun, is there really no way?"

Sun Simiao nodded heavily, which made Xiao Chen's heart completely sink to the bottom.

How can he save this little girl if even a seventh-grade alchemist cannot save?

"Maybe there is a way to save her!"

Just as the hall was shrouded in heavy atmosphere, the voice of Meidie suddenly rang, making Xiao Chen look at her in surprise, and the same was true for the others in the hall.

Especially Sun Simiao, a strange light emitted from his turbid eyes. As a seventh-grade alchemist, he was very curious about how Meidie wanted to save Qiu Yimeng.

Xiao Chen looked at her and asked, "Meidi, what you said is true? You really have a way to save Qiu Yimeng."

Meidie nodded and smiled mysteriously, "I have a method, but I don't know if Your Majesty has this courage. This method is a bit risky."

"This Empress, please save Meng'er!"

Before Xiao Chen could speak, Zhen Yu'er had already kneeled in front of Meidie.

Meidie smiled and said, "Please ask this sister. As long as your Majesty agrees with my method, I will naturally save you."

After saying that, her eyes looked at Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen stared at Meidie and asked in a deep voice: "What method, please tell me first!"

In fact, at this time, Xiao Chen had roughly guessed the method of Meidie, but he wanted to confirm it again.

Sure enough, Meidie said: "My method is to perform blood transplantation on this girl and use the magical power of the bloodline list to repair her meridians."

"I don't know that, if she has transplanted her rare bloodline, her martial arts talent will reach a terrifying level, and it is not impossible to become the Martial King in the future."

Speaking of this, there was a hint of fanaticism in Meidie's eyes. It was indeed a mad scientist!

Most of the people in the hall regard the proposal of Meidie as just a joke, and they have never heard of such a thing as rare bloodlines that can be transplanted.

The only difference is Xiao Chen and Sun Simiao.

After hearing Meidie's proposal, Sun Simiao fell into deep thought. He was thinking about the feasibility of the method proposed by Meidie.

But Xiao Chen knew that the method mentioned by Meidie is indeed feasible, and Meidie itself is an example.

However, Xiao Chen was not blindly optimistic because of Meidie's proposal. Everything that could get huge benefits often carries huge risks.

He stared at Meidie tightly and said in a deep voice: "You once told me that the blood transplant technology is not yet mature, so I want to know what the success rate is."

Hearing Xiao Chen's question, Meidie was slightly stunned, then she said with a dodge of her eyes: "If you are a healthy adult warrior, the success rate can reach 60%. If you are this little girl, the success rate may be..."

It's true!

Xiao Chen squinted his eyes and asked, "If it were her, what is the success rate?"

"Less than twenty percent!"

Is it less than one-fifth of the success rate? This success rate made Xiao Chen's mood heavier again.

He turned his eyes to Zhen Yuer and said, "Qiu Yimeng is your adopted daughter, and the decision is up to you."

The lost Zhen Yuer, now her charming and mature pretty face was full of struggle, and on the one hand, she had a 100% success rate, but she could only get twenty years of disability.

On the one hand, there is less than one-fifth of survival rate, but it is an excellent opportunity for carp to jump over the dragon gate. This decision is indeed difficult to make.

Everyone in the hall fell into silence and quietly waited for Zhen Yuer to make the final choice.

After a long time, Zhen Yuer took a deep breath and said, "I chose the second one. Instead of letting Meng'er live in the world in pain for more than ten years, it is better to give her a chance to rebirth in the phoenix and let her realize her dream."

Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment and said, "Are you sure?"

Zhen Yuer nodded firmly and said, "Meng'er once said that her greatest wish is to become a warrior. Unfortunately, she has been weak and sick since childhood and does not have the qualifications to practice martial arts. This is an opportunity for her."

After Zhen Yuer said that, Xiao Chen didn't say anything to her. He knew that Zhen Yuer had really made a decision.

He turned his gaze to Meidie and said seriously: "I will leave this matter to you with full responsibility. Master Sun Simiao assists him and must save Qiu Yimeng's life."

Meidie nodded solemnly and said, "I will do my best, but I still need something crucial!"

"What?"

"A small bottle of Yufeng Xueluan's essence and blood!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!