Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You Novel

---- Chapter 3227 Meanwhile, Guillermo, Cormac, and Wesley were preparing to leave. Cormac frowned. "Mr. Vazquez, are you sure Sergio is worth trusting?" Guillermo snorted coldly. "No way. But Sergio is a true villain. He's ruthless and power-hungry, driven by a desire for fame and fortune that surpasses all else. When dealing with people like that, being sincere is useless; only promising great benefits will make them execute your plans decisively. "| am the Harding family's hope for revenge, so Sergio will be wholeheartedly committed to helping me escape Chetvine." Wesley smiled.

"| think the same way. Cormac, don't overthink it. When it comes to reading people, Mr. Vazquez has his ways, and | have mine as well." Cormac nodded and stopped being wary. While Wesley was not a direct member of the Cavendish royal family, his importance was no less significant to the entire clan. That was because he was the core strategist of the Cavendish royal family. However, Guillermo held Wesley in some contempt. They both ---- played with schemes and conspiracies, both living by their wits, and people of that sort naturally looked down on each other.

Among schemers, mutual suspicion was simply instinct. Cormac said, "Let's go. Even if there's an accident, we don't need to be afraid. Mr. Vazquez, you've at least recovered somewhat and can move on your own. And Wesley and I can fight our way out of Chetvine head-on if necessary." Wesley chuckled. "That goes without saying. As long as we don't un into that tough nut, Andrew, even if those two old monsters from the Lloyd royal family show up, they can only force us back; they can't hurt us!" Cormac said coldly, "Andrew can't make it anyway, unless he's some immortal deity descended to earth.

With his injuries, who knows how long it'll even take him to recover?" At the Lloyd family estate, Bridget's expression was very grave. She had sent Lauren and the others away, forbidding them from watching her treatment. Looking at the unconscious Andrew, Bridget's expression softened as she murmured, "You've pushed yourself too hard!" She held a red pill with great care and reverence. The pill was quite large, about half the size of a fist. Under the stimulation of ---- her true power, the pill gradually began to glow. It was a tenth-grade Heaven Pill, also called the Elixir of Immortality.

Andrew had once obtained it from an ancient emperor's tomb. Bridget looked at this Elixir of Immortality and hesitated several times. In the end, she pressed it directly into the massive wound in Andrew's abdomen. Her hand followed it inside. At once, a burst of red light erupted from the wound and illuminated Andrew's entire body, turning it crimson in a bizarre sight. A sharp gasp escaped him. Andrew convulsed and suddenly woke up from his coma. The indescribable pain twisted his face as he jolted upright and stared at Bridget. She hurriedly said, "Andrew, endure it for a bit.

No one has ever used the Elixir of Immortality before. | don't know if you can withstand its medicinal power, but don't worry... I'l use the Rainveil Sect's secret technique to help it circulate through your entire body." Her voice was soft and gentle. To Andrew's ears, it had an ---- extraordinarily soothing effect. Andrew, who had sat up, slowly lay back down. His brows were still furrowed, clearly still enduring severe pain. In his daze, Andrew's consciousness became somewhat clearer. "Ma'am, you're from...

the Rainveil Sect, one of the Eight Ancient Sects?" While concentrating on controlling the Elixir of Immortality as it dissolved within Andrew's body, Bridget answered softly, "Yes, I'm from the Rainveil Sect, one of the Eight Ancient Sects. "Philip invited me here. | arrived in Chetvine early on and could have joined forces with you against Guillermo, but Cormac from the Cavendish royal family tied me down.

| couldn't break free, which was why you and Guillermo fought to such an extent." Andrew had to pause for a long while after each sentence, because he was constantly on the verge of losing consciousness. Even though he had the dark bloodline in his body with its abnormal regenerative abilities, his all-out fight with Guillermo earlier had truly pushed him to his limit. Especially that Godslayer strike, which pierced Guillermo and also ran straight through Andrew himself. An ordinary martial god would have already died long ago.

"Ma'am, you look very much like Luna." Andrew's voice was ---- weak. Bridget smiled faintly. "Luna is my daughter. Her father is from the Phelan family of Gabo Creek. | was also the one who guided her to join the military and become Philip's student." Andrew wanted to smile, but could not. Even the slightest facial movement caused excruciating pain throughout his body. "Ma'am, may | ask for your name?" "I'm Bridget Ashford. Andrew, stop talking now." Andrew stopped speaking and closed his eyes. Bridget placed her other hand on his forehead.

Immediately, a cool sensation spread through him, and he fell into a deep sleep. Bridget let out a long breath as she watched the red light within Andrew's body gradually spread until it covered almost his entire body. At once, new tissue began forming at his wounds. The healing was visible to the naked eye and almost miraculous. Bridget felt greatly relieved and whispered, "The Elixir of Immortality is truly miraculous. But in this world, only our sect has the secret technique to dissolve the Elixir of Immortality properly.

He was able to obtain the Heaven Pill, formed a bond with Luna, and finally met me... This truly must be fate." ---- As she spoke, Bridget could not help but gaze at Andrew's face. The pain seemed to be gradually diminishing. His expression grew calmer until finally, it became completely peaceful. Bridget stared, lost in thought, and could not help but think of someone: Reginald, Andrew's father.