Myriad Realms Summoning System

Xiao Chen was unaware of Huo Qubing's tactics of using offense as defense, harassing and restraining the barbarians, and the commotion he and his Tiger Guards had caused on the grasslands.

At this time, in a palace of the Great Zhou Imperial Palace, Xiao Chen, Zhen Yuer, Sun Simiao, Da Siming, Mei Die, Ye Fenghuang, Lin Wanqing, and Diao Chan were all there.

All these people gathered around a bed, on which lay a pale girl.

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

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

"Master Sun, how is 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 for a moment, "Saving her life isn't difficult, but all her meridians are shattered. Even if she were saved, she wouldn't live past the age of twenty, and for the next twenty years, she'd be a cripple."

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

If Qiu Yimeng was older and had a martial arts master level or above, Sun Simiao could use medicine to nourish her broken meridians, and then find a way to reshape them when the time was right.

But Qiu Yimeng had no cultivation and was unable to dissolve the huge medicinal power of the pill on her own. If she relied on external forces to dissolve the medicinal power, her injuries would be made worse because of her weak body.

Therefore, we are undoubtedly in a dead end now.

“Woo woo.”

Hearing Sun Simiao say that he was powerless, Zhen Yuer finally couldn't help crying softly.

Diao Chan and the other girls all had red eyes when they heard Zhen Yu'er's sad cry.

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

She hugged Xiao Chen's neck tightly, but her bright eyes were now a little dim and she looked like 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 was also on the brink of life and death. Every day she could only live with monsters in the vast forest, enduring hunger and torture.

She was luckier than Qiu Yimeng because she met Xiao Chen earlier and became a real little princess.

Now seeing Qiu Yimeng suffering so much pain, Ye Fenghuang felt pity.

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

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

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

How can he save this little girl if even a seventh-grade alchemist can't save her?

"Maybe there's a way to save her!"

Just when the hall was shrouded in a heavy atmosphere, Meidie's voice suddenly rang out, causing Xiao Chen to look at her in surprise, as did everyone else in the hall.

Especially Sun Simiao, a strange light shone in his turbid eyes. As a seventh-grade alchemist, he was very curious about how Meidie would save Qiu Yimeng.

Xiao Chen looked at her and asked, "Mei Die, are you serious? Do you really have a way to save Qiu Yimeng?"

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

"My Lady, please save Meng'er!"

Before Xiao Chen could say anything, Zhen Yuer had already knelt in front of Meidie.

Mei Die smiled and said, "Sister, please stand up. As long as His Majesty agrees with my method, I will naturally save you."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen stared at Meidie and asked in a deep voice, "What method? Tell me first!"

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

Sure enough, Meidie said: "My method is to perform a blood transplant on this girl and use the magical power of the blood on the Blood List to repair her meridians."

"I don't know if this is the case. With the rare bloodline transplanted into her, her martial arts talent will reach a terrifying level. It is not impossible for her to become a Martial King in the future."

At this point, a hint of fanaticism appeared in Meidie's eyes. She is indeed a mad scientist!

Most people in the hall regarded Meidie's proposal as a joke. They had never heard of rare blood being 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.

However, Xiao Chen knew that the method Meidie mentioned was indeed feasible, and Meidie herself was an example.

However, Xiao Chen was not blindly optimistic because of Meidie's suggestion. Anything that can bring huge benefits often comes with huge risks.

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

Hearing Xiao Chen's question, Meidie's originally enthusiastic expression froze for a moment, and then she said with a somewhat evasive look, "If it's a healthy adult warrior, the success rate can reach 60%. If it's this little girl, the success rate might be..."

It is true!

Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes and asked, "If it's her, what's the success rate?"

"Less than 20 percent!"

Less than one in five success rates? This success rate made Xiao Chen feel heavy again.

He turned his gaze to Zhen Yuer and said, "Qiu Yimeng is your adopted daughter. The decision is yours."

Zhen Yu'er was in a state of dismay, and her charming and mature face was full of struggle. On the one hand, there was a 100% success rate, but on the other hand, it would only result in twenty years of disability.

On the one hand, the survival rate is less than one-fifth, but on the other hand, it is an excellent opportunity to make a big leap forward. This decision is indeed difficult to make.

Everyone in the hall fell into silence, quietly waiting for Zhen Yuer to make the final decision.

After a long pause, Zhen Yu'er took a deep breath and said, "I choose the second option. Rather than letting Meng'er live in agony for more than a decade, it's better to give her a chance to rise from the ashes and realize her dream."

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

Zhen Yu'er nodded firmly and said, "Meng'er once said that her greatest wish was to become a warrior. Unfortunately, she has been weak and sickly since childhood and has no talent for martial arts. This is an opportunity for her."

After Zhen Yuer finished speaking, Xiao Chen didn't say anything to her. He knew that Zhen Yuer had really made up her mind.

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

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

"What?"

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