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Chapter 1399 - 721: Blood-Red Sword
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It was a blood-red sword, with a deep red little demon on it. The small black ape had no hair on its head, and although it was only the size of a human hand, it exuded a strong killing intent, surpassing the other three shadowy figures!
"The Great Witch Demon of Kopis Peak, the million-faced monster of Nameless Peak, the totem banner of Little Swamp Peak, and the ancestral sword of Middle Peak! These are the iconic relics of the Blood Flow Sect, actually defending another powerful backup force of the bloodline ancestors!"
"Behold the complete Blood Donation Blade Path!" Clan Chief Droughtflame waved his right hand, the pupils in his blood-eye began to expand, slowly revealing a fifth shadowy figure!
Clearly, it was protected by four figures beyond the elementary level. After seeing this fifth precious resource of the sect, Yan Xiaobao began to pant heavily, and as he looked slowly, his eyes widened.
Scarecrow!
Its appearance was strange, one hand held a piece of human skin, the other hand held a balance beam. A terrifying smile hung on its face, as if mocking the world... When Yan Xiaobao looked into the scarecrow’s eyes, that smile seemed to fill his entire mind.
In an instant, the Heavenly Dao Spirit Energy within Yan Xiaobao dispersed, driving the image of the scarecrow out of his heart. As he sat there, gasping for air to recover, he noticed that Grandfather Droughtflame seemed to be looking at him in agreement.
The other eight chosen individuals around him were still in a daze. Xue Mei followed closely, then Song Qu. They step by step dispelled the images from their minds.
"These are the backup forces of the Blood Flow Sect," Grandfather Droughtflame said, speaking to the entire sect. "Release your Blood Qi. As for you chosen nine, begin the refining process. Help me summon the Great Witch Demon!"
"After the Great Witch Demon is summoned, the other spirits will eventually awaken their own will. Once they all awaken, the Blood Donation Organization can emerge from the blood-eye world!" Then, countless Middle Cultivators below the core formation stage in the Blood Flow Sect began to rotate their cultivation bases.
The Foundation builds Middle School, Inner Disciples, Outer Sect Disciples. Tens of thousands of Middle Cultivators called upon their cultivation bases to exert power, releasing Blood Qi. A blood mist formed, rising towards the nine Blood Altars and merging with them.
Yan Xiaobao sat in front of the fifth Blood Altar, as the powerful Blood Qi began to integrate into the altar, and through it into his body, a tremor swept through him.
Before he even had time to think about what was happening, his "Immortal Undead" technique began to operate, absorbing the Blood Qi. He looked around, seeing Xue Mei, Song Qu, and others all absorbing Blood Qi. Clearly, they used their bodies as vessels. Combining the secret magic of the "Blood Flow Sect", they transformed "Qi" into blood.
Xue Mei was the first to succeed. A drop of blood emerged from the top of her head, floated up and stopped above her. Next was Song Qu... Yan Xiaobao quickly imitated, using his special undead blood refining technique to transform the Blood Qi in his body into a drop of blood, which then floated up from his head.
Soon, blood oozed out of all the chosen nine. As time passed, the drops of blood grew larger. After enough time for an incense stick to burn, Xue Mei’s eyes suddenly opened. The blood above her head, now the size of a fist, flew towards Clan Chief Droughtflame.
Grandfather Droughtflame’s eyes flickered, then he nodded slightly. The blood then turned into a red beam of light, shooting towards the Great Witch in the blood-eye. Moments later, it hit the Witch Demon’s bones, making them tremble slightly and start to emit a faint life force.
"Eight more drops of blood!" Clan Chief Droughtflame said calmly.
As a large amount of Blood Qi continued to pour into the Blood Altar, Yan Xiaobao felt melancholy. However, deep inside, he was shocked.
"So much Blood Qi," he thought. "Should I help myself a little?" At first, Yan Xiaobao was hesitant. He looked around and saw, in front of their Blood Altars, that none of the other chosen individuals besides the successful Xue Mei had finished using their Blood Qi.
After confirming the situation, Yan Xiaobao actually started to feel anger at the others’ excesses. Take Song Qu for example. He had an eight Tideflows foundation, and while it seemed reasonable that he would be slower than Xue Mei, he shouldn’t be that much slower! Yet, he was clearly only about seventy percent done.
Everyone else was in similar situations, with the slowest in the group being only thirty percent complete.
"Clearly I was too honest!" he thought. "I can’t believe I’m still trying to find a solution while those other bastards are already helping themselves to replenish Qi and blood to enhance their cultivation!" Feeling more righteous than ever, he glanced at Xue Mei contemplatively. She really was a fool. Obviously, her honesty was almost on par with his.
"Ah, whatever. I guess I’ll succumb to peer pressure. Since I’m here undercover, I don’t want to do anything to stand out. I need to blend in, that’s for sure... Ai, I really don’t want to do this." With an inward sigh, he took a deep breath, then began to siphon off about 90% of the Blood Qi...
Due to his sudden movement, the half-formed Blood Ball above his head withered suddenly. Although no one below noticed, Song Qu and others noticed, their eyes filled with fury as they inwardly cursed him.
Clan Chief Droughtflame hesitated, making Yan Xiaobao take a closer look. On the faces of the other Clan Leaders, strange expressions could be seen. In fact, aside from calling upon these nine chosen ones to help summon the Great Witch Demon, the Clan Leaders also intended to have them take advantage of this opportunity to enhance their cultivation bases.