Translator: Larbre Studio  Editor: Larbre Studio

The group didn't go back inside until nighttime.

 Chen Zhao didn't have Cheryl and Yura jump into the lake to bathe. If he had them go into the lake, they would probably play until morning.

 After having them get clean in the pool, they went back to wash up in the house.

 They had a pool at home, but Chen Zhao and Fali didn't use it often.

 If they wanted to play with water, they would usually go into the lake.

 They liked the feeling of the lake. The pool was mostly used for the pets to play in.

 Of course, they would change the water every day too.

 But when Yura and Cheryl came back, Cheryl was supporting Yura.

 Chen Zhao furrowed his brows and pulled Yura to the side. “Yura, what's wrong?”

 “Nothing, just a little tired.”

 Chen Zhao took out his stethoscope to check Yura's body.

 The potion that Chen Zhao had given last time improved her immunity.

 However, Yura was still too weak and still easily sick.

 If she got sick, it would be very dangerous for her.

 Chen Zhao didn't want to restrict Yura and tell her she couldn't do this or that.

 If possible, he wanted Yura to grow up happily, instead of being like a caged bird, watching others play while she could only sit to the side quietly.

 But this way, it was also more dangerous.

 Yura had a low fever. But because of her special body, she couldn't even take antibiotics.

 Right then, Blackie appeared beside Chen Zhao.

 “I can sense her death.”

 Chen Zhao's expression darkened. He wasn't mad at Blackie.

 Whether Blackie existed or not, it all meant that Yura's health had worsened again.

 This time, it even affected her life.

 This also meant that Chen Zhao had no time to waste time while researching.

 He remembered that his mother had invited him to America back then to make him donate his bone marrow.

 This meant that his bone marrow matched Yura's.

 Usually, the match between siblings was the highest.

 Of course, Chen Zhao and Yura were only half-siblings.

 Donating bone marrow sounded scary, but it wasn't as bad as one imagined.

 Plus, there were safer ways to donate now.

 Donating bone marrow was actually for the hematopoietic stem cells in the marrow.

 People's hematopoietic stem cells were all created through mitosis, producing more and more.

 After extracting the bone marrow, the hematopoietic stem cells technically should split quickly, making up for the lower number.

 In the past, donating bone marrow had a certain ratio. Though it was relatively safe, there were still certain risks.

 Now, doctors used blood cultivation methods. One only needed to extract a tiny bit of hematopoietic stem cells from the bone marrow and cultivate it in the blood.

 The danger for the donor was lowered to the max. It was basically like donating blood.

 This was also called peripheral blood stem cell transplantation.

 “Cheryl, go rest,” Chen Zhao said. “Fali, sleep with Cheryl tonight.”

 “Okay.” Fali looked at Chen Zhao's solemn expression and nodded.

 Chen Zhao carried Yura to the bas.e.m.e.nt. “Blackie, help me.”

 Chen Zhao didn't have the conditions for cultivation, so he could only do a direct bone marrow transplant.

 This surgery would mostly be on Chen Zhao too. As the recipient, Yura only had to pa.s.sively accept the blood transfusion, so there weren't many problems.

 The main problem was still on Chen Zhao. He had to find someone who could help transplant the bone marrow.

 Thus, he needed Blackie to extract it for him.

 The entire transplantation process had to be done in the s.p.a.ce crevice too.

 “Chen Zhao, open a hole on your back first. I'll use Life Extraction to extract your bone marrow.”

 “Okay.” Chen Zhao sprawled on the cold metal bed and stabbed his back with difficulty.

 Yura was laying on the bed beside him.

 “Is the hole big enough?”

 “Yes, it's okay.”

 Blackie started casting a spell. He extracted blood first.

 Then Chen Zhao felt stabbing pain. White material mixed in blood gathered in Blackie's palms.

 “It should be enough,” Chen Zhao said.

 Blackie softly pushed the liquid in his palms to Yura. The liquid started seeping in Yura's body.

 Just then, a black line appeared on Blackie's back.

 This black line was like the Dharmachakra from Buddhism. Chen Zhao looked at Blackie in shock.

 Blackie didn't seem to sense it. He was still attentively casting the spell.

 Finally, the bone marrow melded completely into Yura's body.

 Blackie finally stopped. Now, he discovered his own changes.

 “Huh?”

 “Blackie, what happened?”

 “It feels strange. I got stronger.”

 “Why?”

 “I think it's because I saved your sister.”

 “A Soulbringer saved someone and got rewarded?” Chen Zhao looked at him with strange eyes.

 “No, I saved someone who was destined to die.”

 Blackie reached up and pulled down his hood. He revealed a face like Chen Zhao's.

 “F*ck, why do you look like me?”

 “I can be anyone. Appearances mean nothing to me.” Blackie changed to Fali's face.

 “Stop. You're not allowed to turn into Fali.”

 “Fine.” Blackie put the hood back on.

 “Can the halo on your back disappear? It looks weird.”

 “I can't. That's the representation of my abilities.”

 “It's just an extra halo. What significance does it have?”

 “I'm no longer a Soulbringer. I'm a Deathbringer now.”

 “Okay, that t.i.tle sounds pretty scary. What other changes do you have now?”

 “I can appear before people.”

 “Okay, sounds pretty scary. What else? Like, can you kill someone for me?”

 “No. If I kill, I'll still be punished.”

 “So, still not that useful.”

 Actually, Blackie's biggest use was still against evil spirits.

 He was the most intimidating to evil spirits than Chen Zhao's other demon servants.

 Even Samuel couldn't compare to Blackie.

 However, with Blackie's att.i.tude, he didn't seem that excited about his upgrade either.

 Later, Chen Zhao carried Yura out of the s.p.a.ce crevice.

 She seemed to have woken up in a daze.

 But she still wasn't very clear-headed. She didn't wake up until the light in the room shone down.

 “Brother… I think I saw heaven…”

 “Why do you think that?”

 “It was such a big, big castle. It must be heaven's castle.”

 1“Ha…If you say so.” It wasn't like Chen Zhao could say, That wasn't heaven. That was the Grim Reaper's lair.