I just broke up with my boyfriend and then I transmigrated into the world of "The Lost Tomb&quo

When Xie Yuhua woke up the next day, she saw Ling Xiao sitting there elegantly, drinking coffee, just like always.

Good morning, Brother Xiaohua!

"Good morning!" Xie Yuhua was so happy to see the child so early in the morning that he completely ignored the presence of everyone else.

"Thank you for last night!" Xie Yuhua said to Ling Xiao.

"Don't be so polite. If you want to eat here in the future, just come and find me!" Ling Xiao said generously.

"What are you talking about? What are you eating?" Wu Xie asked curiously while chewing his breakfast.

"What are you eating? What are you eating without Fatty? Lingzi! You guys are actually eating alone behind Fatty's back?"

"Hehe! Master Hua, I didn't expect you to have eaten the young master so quickly? Sigh! The blind man is late!" Black Bear turned to Ling Xiao and asked, "Young master, would you mind having one more person next time? Or would you consider Black Bear... um..." Before Black Bear could finish speaking, he was silenced by a small egg from the young man.

"Don't listen! It's disgusting!"

Ling Xiao nodded obediently, then explained, "I couldn't sleep last night, so I thought I'd go for a walk. I didn't expect to run into Master Hua eating instant noodles in the kitchen. I thought that what he was eating wasn't very nutritious, so I made him some wontons."

"Lingzi! You can cook?" Wuxie exclaimed in surprise. He only knew that Lingxiao didn't eat, but he didn't know that Lingxiao could cook! He then looked at Xieyuhua: "Xiaohua, are Lingzi's wontons delicious?"

"Of course it's delicious! Everything I make is the best!" Ling Xiao replied earnestly.

"It's especially delicious," Xie Yuhua nodded and looked at Ling Xiao.

"Really! Lingzi! Can you make wontons for us for lunch too? I want to eat your wontons too!" Wu Xie said to Ling Xiao in a slightly coquettish tone.

Ling Xiao looked at the others, and they all nodded. Ling Xiao said, "Eating only wontons won't fill you up. How about I make you something else to eat?"

"Okay, okay!" Wu Xie was the first to agree. To be honest, he was just curious about Ling Xiao's cooking skills and had no opinion on what Ling Xiao cooked.

The others all agreed, but Xie Yuhua felt relieved. He didn't want the child to make wontons for others; that bowl of wontons seemed to have become a beautiful memory between them.

At noon, Ling Xiao cooked several dishes as promised, and as usual, he also made shredded pork with green peppers for Hei Xiazi separately.

"Hey, come and try my stir-fried pork with green peppers."

"Hehe, young master really treats Black Bear differently!" Black Bear picked up a piece of shredded pork with green peppers, finished eating, and gave a thumbs up. "Young master, this dish is absolutely amazing!" He added, "How about young master and Black Bear open a restaurant together? I guarantee it'll be profitable!"

When the bearded man talked about money, he seemed to glow, but Ling Xiao shook his head and said, "No, there are too many people in the restaurant. It's too tiring and dirty."

Black Bear didn't take it seriously. He only made a suggestion and knew that the young master wouldn't agree, so he happily ate his shredded pork with green peppers.

"Lingzi, this...is really...delicious!" Watching Wuxie and Fatty Wang devour the food as if they hadn't eaten in eight hundred years, Ling Xiao fell into deep thought: He knew his cooking was good, but eating like this was a bit too exaggerated, wasn't it?

After everyone finished eating, Ling Xiao announced, "Everyone, I'll be going out tomorrow and returning the day after. I hope you won't miss me too much!" He had to give them a heads-up; he wouldn't be home all night, and who knew what those lunatics might do...

"Lingzi, where are you going? I want to eat your cooking again tomorrow!" Wuxie asked, then suddenly remembered something: "No! You're not going anywhere!"

"Where are you going?" Jieyuhua asked.

"I'm going abroad to visit my sister. I'll be back the day after tomorrow."

When the others heard that Ling Xiao was going to find his sister, they were relieved and stopped trying to stop him.

The next day, Ling Xiao bought a large mirror and put it in his rented room. He just sat there, staring blankly in front of the mirror, waiting for midnight to arrive.

As the clock struck midnight, the pain crept in little by little. Ling Xiao looked at himself in the mirror, watching his expression gradually reveal more and more pain. Ling Xiao enjoyed the pleasure that the pain brought him, and he tried his best to control his expression.

The spider lily vines on his chest were slowly climbing up his cheeks. Unlike last time, this time it wasn't the pain of burning desire, but the piercing cold. Ling Xiao looked at himself shivering in the mirror. He didn't even have time to reach for the blankets on the bed before he collapsed to the ground in pain.

A mouthful of blood gushed out instantly. Looking at his disheveled self, Ling Xiao couldn't help but laugh loudly, "Hahaha, coward! You can't even handle this little bit of pain?" His eyes grew increasingly sinister. He stroked his reflection in the mirror and saw his hair gradually turn from red to white.

What happened? Why did my hair turn white?

"Side effects?"

[Ding—Congratulations, host, you have successfully activated the second form of your bloodline: White Flower.]

The white spider lily, also known as the flower of heaven, comes from heaven and has powerful healing properties. The host's blood can heal any wound and even bring the dead back to life. Note: A healer cannot heal himself.

The host's wounds will be difficult to heal, and the larger the wound, the more blood will be needed. If the host attempts to bring someone back to life, they will pay a price.

Please rest assured, host. The form has changed but the effects remain the same; you will remain immune to all poisons.

What is this? His original wounds haven't fully healed yet! Whether his bloodline has transformed into a second form is a good thing or a bad thing is unknown. It seems we need to speed things up. With his dilapidated body like this, it's hard to say whether he can even last a year.