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"Little girl, that's well said."

He stepped forward and looked at Nan Xun's current miserable state with a complicated look in his eyes.

"Dad knows you're upset now, but if you abuse yourself like this, nothing will change. You might as well listen to Miss Ke, calm down, and find a solution."

Nan Xun said nothing, just listened to his father silently, wiping away the tears on his face.

Jiang Jiting helped him back to the couch, and he discovered that there was an overturned soup bowl next to Nanxun's bed, with soup spilling all over the floor.

Nan Xun fell silent, and no one said anything either. They just quietly cleaned up the mess in his room.

After a long while, Nan Xun took out a brocade box from his arms. He spoke silently and regained his composure.

"This pill recipe should be able to cure my blood backlash."

Everyone looked back and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Jingmo, who was the closest, took the recipe and took a quick glance at it. Although the recipe was in tatters, all the medicinal materials recorded on it were complete, except for one medicinal lead that was missing.

"My family's situation is a bit special, Dad, you should tell them about it."

Nan Xun pursed his lips, then spoke again softly. Nan Qiming looked at him, seeming to want to say something but stopped.

"Dad, don't worry, they will never hurt me."

Nan Qiming sighed helplessly and told the story that the ancestor of the Nan family encountered a black cat with a bald tail.

"A black cat with a bald tail? Where did the broken tail go? Did someone take it away?" Ji Chuhe exclaimed in surprise.

"It should be. From what we can see now, these black cat tails will all be transformed into treasures, and these treasures seem to correspond to different families."

Jiang Jingmo analyzed calmly.

"Just like the Chu family's walking stick belongs to the An family who helped them get rid of their mania, and the Ji family's golden lotus belongs to the Nan family who helped them get rid of their mania..."

"Does this dagger also belong to one of the families?"

An Yang spoke at the right time, holding a gleaming silver dagger in his hand.

"Correct."

Jiang Jingmo touched her head, as if he suddenly thought of something, and his eyes fell on Shen Shuli.

The latter felt his gaze and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"what happened?"

"Maybe, you can try."

Jiang Jingmo smiled and handed him An Yang's dagger.

"In the dreams of Shen Feng and Shen Chuan, I saw that the Shen family seemed to have been looking for the An family. I think this dagger should belong to the Shen family."

"How do you try?"

Shen Shuli took the dagger and a smile gradually appeared on the corners of his lips.

"These treasures will recognize the owner of the corresponding family. You drop blood on them. If they recognize the owner, it means that the Shen family corresponds to the An family."

Shen Shuli understood and dripped blood on it. The dagger quickly absorbed it. Everyone's expression was shocked. They never expected that things would be so simple.

But as time passed, the expected bond-making formation did not appear, but Shen Shuli became more and more skillful in playing with the dagger.

Until he accidentally pointed the dagger into the air, the sharp blade immediately tore a very short crack in the space.

A strange power emanated from the crack.

Everyone looked at Shen Shuli with strange eyes, and the latter's expression was also somewhat surprised.

Shen Shuli quickly came to his senses. He looked at the crack and reached his hand into it.

And in the air not far away, a hand appeared out of nowhere.

Everyone was completely shocked.

"This is... space..."

Jiang Jingmo murmured, but a spiritual fruit candy was stuffed in her mouth. The man looked at her with a smile, and his other hand had already erased the crack.

"Be careful, walls have ears."

As he said this, he returned the dagger to Anyang.

"This dagger has no master, but I should be able to use it."

Jiang Jingmo frowned tightly when she heard this. She had never expected this to be the case.

Ordinary spiritual treasures must first recognize their master before they can be used, but this dagger...

"I think I should know why the Lord God would choose the Shen family to be their believers."

Shen Shuli's gaze fell on the dagger, and the smile on his face did not reach his eyes.

"This ability is indeed worthy of their covetousness."

Jiang Jingmo nodded.

"But why can't you, as a member of the Shen family, contract this dagger?"

She seemed a little confused, her brows furrowed tightly.

"Perhaps there are other conditions for inheriting this dagger. There are so many people in the Shen family. If everyone can make a contract, it will be a mess."

Shen Shuli was guessing, but his expression was still thoughtful. Jiang Jingmo looked at him, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

When everyone heard what Shen Shuli said, they felt that it made some sense.

"Now it seems that the family corresponding to the Nan family should be only the Chu family."

Jiang Jiting took in the expressions of the two people. He looked back at Nan Xun and gave the final answer.

"In a few days, we will go to the Holy City to find the Chu family."

No one objected.

After cleaning up Nanxun's room, everyone left. Only Ke Su stayed with Nanxun, saying he would help take care of him.

Before leaving, Jiang Jingmo stuffed the burnt pills into Nan Xun's hands. He was stunned for a moment, then clenched his fists.

"Thank you, Junior Sister."

Nan Xun smiled, but his eyes couldn't help but turn red again.

"take a good rest."

Jiang Jingmo said nothing, just sighed and left.

Nan Xun felt the touch in his hand, and the sour feeling in his heart was indescribable.

Jiang Jingmo held on to his last bit of dignity, at least he thought so.

He is already in a bad enough state now, so he shouldn't let them know how broken he was during these few nights...

Ke Su was still cleaning up the broken pieces of the soup bowl on the ground. Hearing the noise, Nan Xun turned his head over.

"Sorry, Kesu, I spilled the soup you worked so hard to make."

His tone was apologetic, and Ke Su was stunned.

"You know, I've been cooking this soup for a long time. It's made with only the best animal meat and medicinal herbs."

Ke Su was angry, but when he turned around and saw Nan Xun's depressed look, he couldn't help but soften his tone.

"Oh, it's spilled, so what? If the old doesn't go away, the new won't come. I'll make it for you again later, but don't spill it this time."

Nan Xun nodded. He suddenly felt a little confused. He turned around and fumbled to grab the corner of Ke Su's clothes.

"Why would you stay and take care of me? I'm such a troublesome person."

He smiled bitterly twice, shedding the arrogance he had put on for the past two months, revealing his somewhat inferior self.

Nan Xun's arrogance is really about to be worn away.

"Who said you were troublesome!"

Ke Su spoke, and the young man lowered his eyes. Although she knew that he couldn't see anything now, she still felt empty in her heart when she met his eyes.

After a brief moment, there was a violent heartbeat.

"Don't give up on yourself. The Nanxun I know is not the kind of person who would belittle himself."