Before starting the process, dong hua turned to bai zhi and zhe yan to explain the exact steps to them. It was necessary that they understand exactly what they had to do because even the smallest of mistakes can create colossal repercussions.

"bai zhi, you have to drop the blood on the top of the three lives rocks and make sure that there are exactly nine. Here, use this." He handed her the blade feng jiu had made when she had cut off one of her tails. Bai zhi looked at the blade with a pensive expression. Though he was clueless about its origin, he could still feel the fox energy inside it. He made a note to ask about this blade later.

"zhe yan, when I signal for you to proceed, you have to bind this soil to the three lives rock with the magic from your essence and primordial spirit. The bindings should be thorough and complete", dong hua told zhe yan, handing him a pouch. That particular pouch contained no ordinary soil though. Dong hua had collected that soil from the mouth of the cave where feng jiu was born. With his commands clear, he stepped back and nodded for bai zhi to start.

Bai zhi grasped the blade in his left hand and dragged it through. Handing the blade to dong hua first, he stepped forward and dropped his blood on the rock. He counted each drop and the moment the ninth drop touched the rock, he sealed his wound and stepped back. The seal was threatening to burst and he could feel the roaring of his blood. What dong hua had warned him about was true to an excruciating level. He was struggling to maintain his composure but he put a blood binding seal on his body to stop the blood from flowing out and waited in hopes of his granddaughter's life.

The blade that had been handed back to dong hua was magicked clean. Dong hua waited patiently for bai zhi to complete his part and the moment he stepped back, dong hua stepped forward. Standing in front of the rock again, he cut his palm wide open with the blade. He dematerialized the blade first then opened the flow of his blood over the rock. Nine drops of his holy golden blood came streaming down on top of it. He sealed the wound shut and took a deep breath to calm the flow of his blood in his body.

Zhe yan watched as dong hua spilled his own golden blood on the rock. In his mind, this process was getting more and more mysterious every second because dong hua's golden blood was the holiest substance to ever exist in all the realms, bar none. He watched as dong hua sealed his wound and took a deep breath as if preparing for something huge. Then he extended his right hand towards the rock doing specific hand motions. Unsure as to what he was doing, zhe yan took a small step forward to see more clearly. When he looked closely, he saw him writing names on the rock. To be more precise, dong hua was using his powers to write feng jiu's name from bai zhi's blood and his name from his own blood. The characters started glowing when he finished. Zhe yan was utterly lost by now and decided to just blindly trust his brother; dong hua had never led them astray.

Dong hua stepped back and nodded for zhe yan to proceed. Moving in place, he opened the pouch in his hands, shook out the sand in one hand, and magicked away the pouch. Placing his empty hand below the other, he started on his part of this process. He tapped into his primordial spirit and channeled it with his essence, separating this part from his cultivation he started binding the soil to the rock. Accompanied by his pale golden essence the soil started rotating around the rock slowly. But the rock was pushing back against zhe yan's powers. Channeling more of his spirit, he finally succeeded in binding the soil and his essence magic to the rock. Done with his task, he stepped back.

Dong hua, could now see a golden sphere of rock and essence magic rotating around the sphere. For the final step, he stepped towards the rock, placing right hand on top of the left with the thumbs joined, he extracted his primordial spirit and gathered it into the tips of his fingers on his right hand. His head felt dizzy but still, he held steady. For him, there was no choice, he had to do this for his xaio bai. With her image in his mind, he raised his hand and streamed his primordial spirit into the three lives rock to seal everything inside it. As his primordial spirit mixed with the rotating sphere, it was a few moments wait to see if he will live beyond these moments or not.

As it happened, the heavens were on their side, this time. The rock had imbibed his spirits' power and glowed with layers of dong hua's azure blue power. As Dong hua watched, from the bright azure blue of his spirit the rock slowly turned to a deep purple and finally, to a burning blood red. This red was a red of fire, a red of love, and a red of life. The moment a complete blood-red power overtook the rock, it shot out straight upwards turning the whole sky red.

The continuous stream of bursting red power from the rock to the sky also released dong hua's blue spirit back into his body. As he watched the marvelous stream of red before him, he could feel his spirit and powers coming back to him in droves. So much power was being released into his body that it singed from the weight of it. While the red was bustling up, a bright azure blue hue overtook his entire being. The depth that he felt for in his cultivation was endless and his primordial spirit had returned reinforced with life.

The whole time that power was being ejected from the rock, it kept shaking violently and on that vibrating rock, slowly the characters dong hua had written before glowed with a golden light. The names dong hua and bai feng jiu were now etched big and bold in sparkling golden light across the rock of three lives. With this he knew, it was done.