A glimmer of hope ignited in my heart again, and Lord Shenyan nodded.
"Indeed, Yvonne May can heal many things, including you, Ethan Zhang. Tonight, I will take you to see Yvonne May and ask her to help treat your leg."
"Thank you," I replied, and Rachel Lan, standing beside me, broke into an ecstatic smile.
"What should we do about the Buddha Statue of Visions?"
As the skull began to move, the slightly gloomy voice of Master Cloud came through. Lord Shenyan turned his head and glared at the skull.
"Heh, Lord Shenyan, I'm afraid the Buddha Statue of Visions has already fused with that little monk. Extracting it again is nearly impossible. Only by dissolving the boy's body and soul can it be retrieved."
As soon as Master Cloud finished speaking, I turned my head away.
"Oh, Ethan Zhang, that kid is beyond saving. Everything is futile. You might as well give him a quick end."
"Shut your filthy mouth."
Susan Li roared, striding over with a commanding presence.
"I have a bad feeling about this."
Suddenly, deep within my mind, the voice of the Vermilion Bird rang out.
"What's going on?" I silently asked.
"I don't know, Ethan. You'd better be careful."
"Haven't you had enough, you damned bird? Get out of here, this is my turf." Another cold, sinister voice echoed in my mind.
"Enough, you two. Stop fighting."
I watched quietly as Lord Shenyan crouched in front of my cousin, reaching out his hand. A faint pink glow began to shine, and pink flames overflowed from Lord Shenyan's raised right hand.
The moment I witnessed those pink flames, I felt my whole body heat up, my heart racing. I squeezed Rachel Lan's hand tightly beside me. Her cheeks flushed, just like that day in the Forest of Desire, when the sight of these pink flames triggered an intense physical reaction in her body.
Panting, I watched intently as Lord Shenyan slowly moved his hand toward my cousin. The golden layer covering my cousin reacted, and wisps of white vapor, like mist, began to drift off his body.
My cousin's body began to melt, while I was already overwhelmed by restlessness, waves of burning heat surging through me. Rachel Lan bowed her head, as if she could barely endure it either.