Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 833 - 186 Twin Blood Infants

Chapter 833: Chapter 186 Twin Blood Infants

This mountain cave on the snowy mountain rested on a sheer cliff, a natural cavern. A group of Medusa warriors and priests guarded the entrance to the cave. At the base of the mountain was a dense coniferous pine forest, with the lush greenery of the forest reflecting off the pristine snow, along with a frozen ice waterfall – the sight was stunningly beautiful.

Upon seeing the arrival of Lord Mourinho, all the Medusas seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

The situation with the Ice Phoenix was much worse than Liu Zhenhan had anticipated. After entering the cave, Liu Zhenhan even thought that an avalanche had occurred inside, as the entire interior of the cave was coated with a thick layer of icy mirrors, sharp and clear, with ice and snow particles whistling around, scraping painfully against the face.

"Tang Beryljenna~~", Lord Mourinho’s face was full of distress. He strode forward and wrapped his arms tightly around the neck of the Ice Phoenix, soothing her like a child, "My dearest Tang Beryljenna, don’t worry, I have brought you the best doctor."

Strangely enough, the ice spears filling the cave trembled slightly due to the pitiful cries of the Ice Phoenix. But as soon as the chief swan priest embraced the neck of the Ice Phoenix., the mournful cries turned into a soft, whispering murmuring.

Old Liu had never heard the call of an Ice Phoenix before, and he found it quite fascinating that this creature hardly seemed like a Super-level Warcraft.

Indeed, the situation was very bad.

Liu Zhenhan looked at the massive Ice Phoenix, emitting an intense chill.

The body of the Ice Phoenix shivered violently, not from the cold but purely from trying to suppress the pain. To see a Super-level Warcraft in such pain was indeed a first for Liu Zhenhan.

Lord Mourinho’s entire face was pressed against the head of the Ice Phoenix, continuously caressing it, murmuring something to it in a low voice.

Saving a bird’s life is better than building a seven-story pagoda, Liu Zhenhan hurriedly took out a piece of bezoar the size of his palm from a Saline Kui Niu. As for exactly how to use the bezoar to treat the Ice Phoenix – whether to fry, stew, steam, or boil – Liu Zhenhan genuinely had no idea.

He did want to save this Ice Phoenix, although his motives were not quite pure.

After a moment’s thought, Liu Zhenhan still used the most presumptuous method, crushing the bezoar into powder by hand. But then the problem arose again: how should he feed the Ice Phoenix this powder?

The Ice Phoenix was already so weak that it couldn’t possibly swallow on its own. Old Liu, being rather rough, pried open the phoenix’s beak and stuffed the powder in like feeding a duck.

The chief swan priest, heartbroken, immediately stopped Liu Zhenhan’s rough move, snatched the paper cushioned with glittering bezoar powder, took out the horseshoe silver flask at his waist, poured a mouthful of liquor, took some bezoar powder, embraced the Ice Phoenix’s head, and slowly fed it mouth-to-mouth.

Old Liu was dumbfounded.

He hadn’t expected Lord Mourinho to care so deeply for his magic pet!

After taking the bezoar powder, the Ice Phoenix became noticeably quieter, as if the bezoar powder truly did have miraculous effects.

Finally, Lord Mourinho took a long breath, gratefully glancing at Liu Zhenhan.

Old Liu chuckled inwardly, If you didn’t hatch this Phoenix Egg, wouldn’t my strategy fall apart?

Just as Lord Mourinho was holding Liu Zhenhan’s hand tightly, full of gratitude, sending this luckily encountered Doctor Xibei to the entrance of the cave, about to bid farewell, a horrifying scream from the Moon Elf priestess taking care of the Ice Phoenix suddenly echoed from inside the cave.

Liu Zhenhan and Mourinho thought some powerful Warcraft had emerged from deep within the cave and quickly rushed back inside.

The Moon Elf priestess pointed with a trembling finger at the Ice Phoenix on the ground.

This massive Ice Phoenix had already fainted, lying motionless on the ground, with a pale egg tip protruding stubbornly but resiliently like a spring bamboo shoot after rain.

"What is going on here? Why did this happen?" Lord Mourinho, like an enraged lion, grabbed Liu Zhenhan by the collar, "You damned man! What have you done to my Tang Beryljenna? What you called ’Bezoar Pacifies the Palace’, why would it cause my Tang Beryljenna to miscarry?"

"Medicine cures not fatal diseases, healers save the predestined ones!" Liu Zhenhan, while vigorously trying to pry off the old man’s hands, argued back. The old swan’s strength was indeed large, clamping down on Old Liu’s neck like a vice, almost making him gasp for air.

He was just an amateur after all; how could he understand real medicine? He had merely followed the book, having heard someone mention ’Bezoar Pacifies the Palace’ in passing years ago, and had taken it for its literal meaning. How could he know why this accident happened today.

According to Liu Zhenhan’s logic, it was probably because of something inherent to the Ice Phoenix itself.

"If anything happens to Tang Beryljenna, I will definitely kill you!" Lord Mourinho’s tone suddenly became colder than the ice spears on the rocky walls, his entire demeanor shifting to cold calmness like eternal ice. This sudden change to calm was chilling to the bone.

"What the hell! Phoenixes, phoenixes are immortals! How could they die?" Liu Zhenhan, looking straight at the chief swan priest, couldn’t reveal his true colors as a charlatan selling Dalishi Pills at this moment, in case the old swan realized he was just bluffing and actually took action against him.

Mourinho’s expression told Old Liu he was genuinely intending to kill him, although he might not really fear this old swan, fighting to the death over this matter seemed hardly worthwhile.