Transmigrating into the only holy female in the interstellar world, the orcs who have no descendants

The night under Taoyuan Star is as quiet as water.

Luo Qian and Xing Yu had just returned from the Beast Temple, still carrying their purified, clear aura. Ling Yuan's holographic image condensed in the air, his red eyes gleaming with a rare excitement.

"Xixi, you're back?" he asked hurriedly. "I found a way to revive Lain."

These words split the night like a bolt of lightning. Luo Qian looked up suddenly, and waves surged in her dark eyes.

"Really?" Her voice trembled slightly.

Ling Yuan nodded, his red eyes gleaming with confidence: "By deciphering ancient texts and sensing the resonance of sacred objects, I found an ancient ritual."

Xingyu stood aside, her amber pupils shrinking slightly: "What are the conditions?"

"The perfect harmony of the seven sacred objects," Ling Yuan's voice was low and firm, "and a pure 'source of life' as a medium."

Rosie's heartbeat quickened. The seven sacred relics were complete, now in her hands. But what was the source of life?

Ling Yuan seemed to see through her doubts. "The origin of life refers to pure and powerful vitality." His eyes moved between Luo Xi and Xing Yu. "There are two best choices - Xing Yu's life force, or the immense vitality contained within you, Xixi."

Xingyu immediately stepped forward: "Use mine."

Ling Yuan shook his head: "I'm afraid your power is not enough to completely reshape Lain."

"Then use mine." Rosie said without hesitation.

"The risks are unknown." Ling Yuan frowned. "Although your vitality is strong, the ritual will consume a huge amount of energy. If it is not controlled properly..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was clear.

Rosie bit her lower lip. For Laing, she was willing to take the risk. The man who sacrificed for her was worth everything.

"I have a plan." Ling Yuan suddenly spoke, breaking the silence, "Let Xingyu and the twins, who have powerful life-related abilities, share Xixi's pressure."

There was a glint in Xingyu's eyes: "It's feasible."

"This will maximize the goal of resurrecting Rhine while protecting Sissi," Ling Yuan added.

A warm feeling welled up in Rosie's heart. Her partners always cared about her so much.

"When does it start?" she asked.

"Tomorrow," Ling Yuan replied, "I need to prepare the venue and materials for the ceremony."

Rosie nodded, a determined glint in her dark eyes.

Xingyu suddenly said: "Xixi, are you sure you want to do this?"

Rosie turned to look at him, her eyes full of determination: "Lai died because of me, I must try."

Xingyu was silent for a moment, and finally nodded: "I will fully cooperate."

Ling Yuan's holographic image disappeared, leaving Luo Qian and Xing Yu standing in the night.

"Go and rest," Xingyu said softly, "You'll need to be at your best tomorrow."

Luo Xi nodded, but did not leave immediately. She looked up at the starry sky, her mind full of thoughts.

Laing, wait for me.

---

The next morning, the open space in the center of Taoyuan Manor was transformed into a ceremony venue.

The seven sacred objects were placed in specific locations, forming a perfect seven-pointed star. In the center was a crystal altar, upon which lay Lain's body—preserved by a special energy, seemingly only dormant.

Rosie stood by the altar, dressed in a long white dress, her black hair loose. Xingyu stood to her left, her white hair flowing in the wind, the red spider lily mark between her eyebrows glowing faintly. Ivan and Damon stood to her right, their flaxen hair gleaming golden in the morning light.

Ling Yuan stood outside the seven-pointed star, his red eyes flashing with concentration: "Are you ready?"

Several people nodded at the same time.

"start."

Rosie took a deep breath and placed her hand on Laing's cold chest. The life force in her body began to surge, surging like a spring tide.

The red spider lily between Xingyu's eyebrows bloomed with blood-red light, and his life energy turned into countless tiny points of light, which merged into Luo Xi's body and reduced her burden.

Ivan and Damon released their wood-type abilities at the same time, and green energy threads wrapped around Rosie, providing her with constant support.

The seven sacred objects began to glow, each emitting unique energy fluctuations, which intertwined into a web in the air, covering the entire ceremony venue.

Luo Xi felt an unprecedented power flowing through her body. Her life force perfectly merged with Xingyu and the twins' special abilities, forming a pure and powerful torrent of energy.

This energy slowly flowed into Rhine's body through her palm.

Laing's body began to glow, his pale skin gradually regaining its color. The scar on his chest, the fatal wound that had taken his life, began to heal.

Rosie felt dizzy. Even with three people sharing the burden, the strain was still enormous. But she gritted her teeth and persevered.

"Hold on, Xixi." Xingyu whispered, increasing his energy output.

Ivan and Damon also increased their superpower output at the same time, with beads of sweat oozing from their faces.

The light from the seven sacred objects grew stronger and stronger, forming pillars of energy that shot straight into the sky. The entire Taoyuan Manor was shrouded in a seven-colored light, a magnificent and mysterious sight.

Rosie felt that Ryan's vitality was gradually recovering. The once warm and resolute soul was returning to his body.

"Hold on a little longer," Ling Yuan's voice came, "We're almost there."

Rosie closed her eyes, completely absorbed in the ritual. Her memory returned to that rainy night when Len died saving her. That pain, that regret, that feeling of powerlessness...

I won't lose you again, Laing.

Suddenly, a powerful energy wave erupted from Laing's body, impacting the entire ceremony venue. Rosie felt a sharp pain, but she held Laing's hand tightly, refusing to let go.

"Xixi!" Xingyu shouted, trying to protect her.

But Luo Xi shook her head: "Don't stop, you're almost there!"

The light of the seven sacred objects reached its peak, forming a massive energy vortex that completely enveloped the altar. Amidst this blinding light, Laing's chest began to rise and fall—he was breathing!

"Success!" Ling Yuan's excited voice came.

Luo Xi felt dizzy, her vision went black, and she fell backwards. Xingyu quickly caught her, her face full of worry.

"I'm fine..." Rosie smiled weakly and turned to look at the altar.

Rhine slowly opened his eyes, and those once warm eyes were once again filled with the light of life.

He looked at Luo Xi, his lips moved slightly, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Xi...Xi..."

Rosie burst into tears.

Welcome back, Laing.