In a realm where cultivation is the route to eternal life, a young orphan named Liang, the scion of the Cheng family, endures a dreary existence after being abandoned by his family and sold to the unorthodox Blood Tethering Sect. Unbeknownst to him, he has been replaced by a transmigrator from another world ,
"Your mission today is to go to Cave 35 to collect blood."
"Thank you, Senior Brother."
Fang Chen took the array token and the blood storage bottle, commencing his mission for the day.
With the experience from the previous day, he was highly adept at drawing blood today, and the process was orderly and efficient.
"After drawing blood from this one, the blood storage bottle should be full," Fang Chen muttered silently.
Skillfully injecting spiritual energy into the array formation token, he controlled the light film to transform into a chain that bound a wolf demon.
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Just as Fang Chen was about to solidify the blood into a weapon and begin drawing blood, the wolf suddenly attacked him with a wind blade. "Uh!"
He had just felt the breath of death, so close to the edge!
If he not recognized his own shortcomings the day before and spent the entire night honing his attack and defense techniques by manipulating his blood, he might have truly perished earlier!
"Thanks to his muscle memory, he narrowly escaped death just now!"
Phew! That was dangerously close!
He had thought he was being careful enough when taking blood, but it turned out that he was still almost in danger.
As Fang Chen regained his composure, he commanded the formation to create another blood chain, securing the wolf's mouth.
"Wu, wu, wu~"
The wolf demon struggled to open its mouth and could only emit continuous whimpers. Its ferocious eyes glared intensely at Fang Chen.
"In the future, when I extract blood or feed these beasts, I must also seal the mouths of the demon beasts." This ordeal made Fang Chen even more vigilant.
There were even instances of people attacking their fellow sect disciples, knocking them out and drawing their blood.
This heightened Fang Chen's caution. He diligently practiced his blood control every day and remained watchful of those around him. He painstakingly cultivated, aiming to break through to the 5th realm of cultivation.
He yearned for a breakthrough, an opportunity to survive this ordeal, and the chance to strive for eternal life. He was determined not to remain trapped in the tutorial-like scenario, viewing his circumstances with a gamer's mindset. After all, if he failed to complete the sect assessment, he would be denied access to the vast and astonishing world that awaited him.
The following days proceeded without any incidents for him as the sect assessment loomed closer. The Blood God Sect brimmed with a tense atmosphere.
Despite achieving a breakthrough in the later stages of the 4th level of cultivation, he still needed to ascend to the 5th level. This required a significant amount of Demonic Blood, and he couldn't simply request more from others. He had already approached numerous spokespeople in the sect, nearly exhausting their supply of Demonic Blood, but requesting more would surely raise suspicion and he still dont want them to find out about his cheat like Technique. However, time was running out, and he hadn't achieved the necessary to breakthrough yet.
With these thoughts swirling in his mind, he hastened his steps toward the Internal Affairs Hall. Only through the use of the sect's own Demon Blood could he continue his cultivation now.
As he arrived at the Internal Affairs Hall to procure demon blood, he noticed numerous individuals who had transformed into white-haired old men.
Fang Chen was aware that these individuals had resorted to the Lifespan Burning Technique.
If not for the modifier, But with the sect assessment looming, he dreaded the possibility that it wouldn't be long before he shared their fate.
On this day, his routine took him down from the beast garden mountain, and he respectively passed his formation token and blood storage bottle.
Just as he was preparing to depart, a man garbed in a light red robe approached the entrance of the beast garden.
"I've finally encountered a fellow inner sect disciple!" Fang Chen's nerves fluttered, his mind racing to devise a way to initiate a conversation.
In the realm of the Blood God Sect, outer sect disciples were attired in white and red attire, resembling garments stained with blood. In contrast, the inner sect disciples were dressed in pale red, like faded blood clothes.
"Senior Brother Zhang, you've arrived!" A disciple guarding the beast garden greeted the inner sect disciple with a mixture of respect and trepidation.
With a proud expression, Senior Brother Zhang took out a cloth bag and handed it over. "There are two demon beasts at the second level of Qi cultivation in the spiritual cultivation bag, one for submission to the sect.
"The other one is for me personally. Keep it in the beast garden and take care of it. I will reward you with some of its blood in the future."
"Thank you, Senior Brother. Thank you immensely. I shall dutifully care for your entrusted demon beasts," the guard disciple responded eagerly, accepting the nurturing bag with enthusiasm.
Senior Brother Zhang did not say anything else. He turned around and prepared to leave.
I can't miss this opportunity!Fang Chen thought.
With his resolve steeling, he clenched his teeth and addressed Senior Brother Zhang, "Senior Brother Zhang, if you could spare a moment."
Senior Brother Zhang's brows furrowed, his gaze frosty as he glanced at Fang Chen. "What is it?"
Summoning his courage, Fang Chen took a deep breath before continuing, "Senior Brother Zhang, have you considered the possibility of trading for blood essence within the outer sect? I would be willing to act as your intermediary. I can secure at least two bowls of blood essence per day, and this figure is only likely to increase over time."
"You?" Zhang Jiao's curiosity was piqued, his gaze assessing Fang Chen closely.
At the Fourth level of Qi cultivation, judging by his aura, Fang Chen was on the brink of a breakthrough. This implied that he would likely scrape through this year's assessment, and subsequently, over the next few years, he could potentially help secure three years' worth of blood essence for him.
While two bowls of blood essence might not seem substantial, obtaining that quantity on a daily basis was no small feat.
Outer sect disciples were limited in their ability to refine significant quantities of demon blood in a single attempt, and the absence of blood storage bottles further hindered their capacity to preserve demon blood over extended periods. Consequently,Their capacity for exchange was inherently limited.
Adding to the fact that there were many spokespersons of other inner sect disciples in the outer sect, it was already not bad if they could exchange for a bowl of blood essence a day.
Adding to the complexity was the saturation of spokesperson roles occupied by other inner sect disciples within the outer sect. In this context, securing even a single bowl of blood essence per day was considered a respectable achievement.
He needed blood essence for cultivation. As long as he could obtain blood essence, it didn't matter who became his spokesperson.
"Senior Brother, please give me a chance." Fang Chen bowed deeply. Zhang Jiao's countenance took on an amusement, a wicked smile curling his lips.
"Alright, I'll give you a chance. If you can't achieve three bowls of blood essence every day…
"I'll make up for it with your blood!"
The last few words were filled with strong threats and intimidation, like the roar of a fierce ghost.
"Three Bottle of Blood essence." Fang Chen immediate struggle like he having tough time but secretly he is quite happy.
"What you can't Fulfil my requirement?" Zhang jiao asked.
"Thank you, Senior Brother, for giving me this chance. I promise I'll meet your terms."
Fang Chen was not afraid. Instead, he was excited. He could devour demon blood without any side effects and could keep devouring and refining it.
When he used the Lifespan Burning Technique to improve his aptitude, the speed of refining demon blood would also increase greatly.He would even Produce much more Blood essence. Three bowls of blood essence were very easy for him.
"Alright, from now on, you are my spokesperson in the outer sect."
As he spoke, Zhang Jiao took out a blood storage bottle and threw it to Fang Chen. "The demon blood inside is worth six bowls of blood essence. Come find me in Cave 14 in the inners sect in two days."
Fang Chen quickly caught the blood storage bottle and bowed respectfully. "I will definitely complete the task."
"Hehe, I'll be waiting for you." Zhang Jiao laughed sinisterly and turned to leave.