Seeing that his grandfather Yun Fan was fully prepared, Lin Qian waved his hand, and from Xuanhuan Star, the healing items personally refined by Zhuge Ming and Hua Sheng appeared before him, held aloft by his soul force, suspended in midair.
Floating in the air were two metallic spikes, inscribed with intricate and profound formation patterns and runes, emitting a sharp soul force aura.
As for the other item, it was a crystal bottle filled with a translucent purple liquid, gently swirling inside, drawing attention with its brilliance.
Looking at his grandfather Yun Fan, Lin Qian took a deep breath, his Emperor's Soul Force enveloping the scene, completely surrounding his grandfather. He aimed the sharp points of the spikes toward his grandfather's shoulder blades.
With gritted teeth, Lin Qian activated his soul force and drove the spikes into Yun Fan's shoulder blades.
"Urgh!" The sudden piercing of his shoulder blades caused Yun Fan to groan in pain, but he quickly suppressed it. A man like him, who had weathered countless storms, could certainly endure this.
Once the spikes pierced Yun Fan's shoulder blades, the engraved formation patterns and runes began to glow, their immense power enveloping Yun Fan's entire body.
Strangely, the metallic spikes embedded in Yun Fan's shoulders began to melt, turning into liquid metal that flowed into his body, gradually disappearing.
At that moment, Yun Fan closed his eyes, entering a meditative state, examining the changes within his body.
He could clearly sense that the metallic spikes, after melting and entering his body, spread thinly over his bones. The formation patterns engraved on the spikes now appeared magnified, covering his entire skeletal structure.
In an instant, the metal layer on his bones, along with the formation patterns, radiated brightly.
The previously dormant blood-red energy within Yun Fan's body was suddenly repelled by the power of the formation, causing a disruptive force to form inside him.
Blood-colored runic patterns, one after another, began to surface, clearly appearing inside his body.
At this moment, Yun Fan realized that these blood-colored patterns were the Bloodline Curse that his adoptive father had implanted in him.
Just when Yun Fan thought that the formation etched into his bones would expel these bloodline curses from his body, he was surprised to find that things didn't go as expected.
Instead of being expelled, the energy from the formation covering his bones was absorbing the bloodline curse, refining it and using it to temper his physical body.
The Bloodline Curse that the Yun Clan's Old Ancestor had implanted in Yun Fan was essentially a highly concentrated and pure blood energy forced into Yun Fan's body through the bloodline oath.
This energy, though originally a curse, was immensely powerful and pure. If refined properly, it would become a great source of strength for Yun Fan.
This was Zhuge Ming's solution to the bloodline curse—not merely to dissolve it, but to transform it into a force that would enhance Yun Fan's power.
"Grandfather, take the medicine!" At that moment, Lin Qian's voice echoed in Yun Fan's ear.
Yun Fan's eyes snapped open as he caught the crystal bottle flying toward him. Without hesitation, he uncorked it and drank the liquid inside.
"Ahh!" The moment the medicine entered his body, Yun Fan winced and clenched his fists, smashing them down onto the bed. "Agh!"
A painful scream escaped his lips, but just as his fists were about to strike the bed, he forced himself to stop, holding back the pain.
Gritting his teeth, Yun Fan endured the terrifying pain coursing through his body, resisting the overwhelming urge to cry out.
Suddenly, purple flames ignited all over Yun Fan's body, burning fiercely. These flames appeared almost illusory, yet they were real.
The flames were the result of the spirit-dissolving fruit's poison being ignited within Yun Fan. The poison from 100,000 spirit-dissolving fruits was burning away, causing pain far beyond what any mortal could withstand.
Yet despite the excruciating pain, Yun Fan suppressed it with sheer willpower, refusing to scream again.
His incredible resilience filled Lin Qian with admiration.
The metal that had fused into Yun Fan's body also had a monitoring function. Lin Qian's pupils gleamed with golden light as a display panel appeared before him, showing Yun Fan's body's vital signs.
At this moment, Yun Fan was enduring pain far beyond what Zhuge Ming and Hua Sheng had estimated.
It wasn't that they had miscalculated. Rather, Yun Fan had deliberately pushed the medicine's effects, causing the spirit-dissolving fruit's flames to burn even more intensely.
This accelerated the process of refining his meridians and dantian, but such recklessness could have easily caused him to die from the unbearable agony.
But Yun Fan endured, using his iron will to withstand pain far exceeding expectations.
On Xuanhuan Star, both Zhuge Ming and Hua Sheng felt a deep sense of respect for this Old Lord.
This respect wasn't out of regard for Lin Qian, but purely out of admiration for Yun Fan's indomitable will.
For now, Lin Qian remained still, seated quietly in front of his grandfather, waiting patiently for the purple flames to extinguish.
Seven days later, the purple flames surrounding Yun Fan still hadn't fully died out, but the worry that had once marred Yun Rong's face had now mostly faded.
Zhuge Ming and Hua Sheng's plan had been to first refine the bloodline curse, allowing Yun Fan's physical body to begin recovering.
Once his body had absorbed the bloodline energy, the next step was to burn away the spirit-dissolving fruit's poison. This would ensure that the recovery of Yun Fan's physical body and the purification of the poison would complement each other perfectly.
By now, Yun Fan had regained much of his former vitality, resembling a man in his prime. Apart from a few streaks of silver at his temples, his hair was thick and dark once again.
This transformation put Yun Rong greatly at ease.
"I can't wait any longer for Grandfather to fully recover," Lin Qian said as he stood up and looked toward Yuan Supreme. "Yuan Elder, would it be convenient for you to take me to the Ten Thousand Medicines and Spiritwood Valley?"
"Of course. Are you sure you don't want to wait?" Yuan Supreme asked, standing up and meeting Lin Qian's gaze.
"The bloodline link with my father has been growing restless these past two days, indicating something is amiss. I'm worried that their situation has worsened." Lin Qian's brows furrowed with concern. "Grandmother, once Grandfather fully recovers, please have him come to Ten Thousand Medicines and Spiritwood Valley to meet me."
"I will tell him," Yun Rong nodded, her expression filled with worry. "Qian'er, please be careful. Don't push yourself too hard."
Seeing his grandmother's concern, Lin Qian's face lit up with confidence. "Don't worry, your grandson won't come to harm."
In the next moment, Yuan Supreme's soul force enveloped Lin Qian, and the two vanished from the room in the blink of an eye.
"Father, Mother, I'm on my way," Lin Qian whispered determinedly to himself as Yuan Supreme's soul force whisked him away.