Shen Yanxiao didn’t say anything more because the fact that Xiu had to do it would not change.

The familiar darkness once again shrouded Shen Yanxiao's eyes, and the pain that came from lifting the seal was replaced by losing her consciousness. Shen Yanxiao passed the last crucial moment of unraveling her dwarven blood in her sleep.

Shen Yanxiao had not felt the pain that came from lifting the seal for a long time. Each time, Xiu would always make Shen Yanxiao go to sleep before lifting the seal, unwilling to let her go through that painful moment.

Even though he was very tired right now, he had not forgotten this trace of thoughtfulness.