SEC Chapter 208 Luo 3pao, who needs to absorb blood to cultivate!
Chapter 208 Luo 3pao, who needs to absorb blood to cultivate!
Chapter 208 Luo Sanpao, who needs to absorb blood to cultivate!
"No...no! This isn't my Sanpao! This isn't it!!"
With a piercing scream, the master staggered backward, finally collapsing to the ground, pointing at the black monster before him, his face filled with fear and despair.
"Heh, Yu Xiaogang, I never thought you'd have a day when you're afraid?"
Looking at the master who was slumped on the ground, his face filled with fear and collapse, Bibi Dong let out a cold sneer, without immediately answering his question.
Seeing her expression, the master's fear was instantly replaced by rage. He abruptly raised his trembling hand, pointed at Bibi Dong, and roared:
"Bibi Dong! What...what have you done to me?!"
Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong gracefully crossed her legs, her tone carrying an air of indifference, almost condescending:
"What did I do? Yu Xiaogang, you need to understand, if I hadn't taken you in, you would have been eaten alive by wild dogs. You should be thanking me."
"You're talking nonsense!" The master trembled with rage, pointing at the jet-black monster pig that kept growling and dripping saliva, and hissed:
"Thank you? I... how did my Luo Sanpao become like this?! My martial soul is the mighty Golden Sacred Dragon! A top-tier martial soul evolving into a sacred dragon! How could it possibly turn into this... this evil thing?!"
"Golden Sacred Dragon?" Bibi Dong sneered, as if she had heard the funniest joke in the world. "The trace of Golden Sacred Dragon bloodline within you, so faint it was almost negligible, and which had already failed to mutate, has been completely drained! Not a single drop left!"
Bibi Dong's words struck the master's heart like a heavy hammer, instantly reminding him of the excruciating pain and the emptiness of having his power stripped away in the Sunset Forest.
"Your martial spirit looks rather ugly now."
A cold smile crept across Bibi Dong's lips as she glanced at the ferocious Luo Sanpao. Her tone was as calm as if she were evaluating a tool as she said, "But at least, it's no longer that useless piece of trash stuck at level twenty-nine. It should now... be able to cultivate."
Upon hearing this, a glimmer of disbelief flashed in the master's eyes, but Bibi Dong's next words plunged him into an icy abyss.
"However, its cultivation method is rather unique."
"It needs...to drink blood."
"The blood of soul beasts is fine, and human blood... will also work. The life energy and soul power in fresh blood will be the best nourishment for its growth. The stronger and purer the blood, the better the effect."
"What!?" The master's face turned deathly pale, and he was panting heavily.
Seeing the master's deathly pale face, Bibi Dong seemed finally satisfied. She slowly stood up, looking down at him, and continued:
"Do you think your injuries back then were saved by ordinary healing soul skills? Your heart meridian was shattered and your blood was drained; you were doomed. It was I who led you into the secret realm, activated the power of the Rakshasa God's inheritance, and injected a wisp of the purest Rakshasa God's power into your dying martial soul."
"The Rakshasa God governs all evil thoughts in the world. Her divine power excels at distortion and transformation. Your martial soul, Luo Sanpao, which was originally inclined towards holiness but was flawed due to a failed mutation, has been eroded and reshaped by the Rakshasa God's power. It has shed its useless outer shell and revealed its most essential nature, which is suited to growing through slaughter and devouring... malevolence!"
"It was the power of the Rakshasa God that forcibly preserved your martial spirit and reborn it in this form. It is now an evil beast, no longer your laughable and unrealistic holy dragon. Yu Xiaogang, this is the price you paid for surviving, and also the only way you gained power."
Upon hearing this, the master abruptly raised his head and shouted hoarsely at Bibi Dong:
"No...no! Bibi Dong! You can't do this! Give me back my Luo Sanpao! Give me back my original martial spirit!!"
"My martial spirit has become such a monstrous thing, how am I supposed to ever return to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan? I... I was planning to return to the clan after achieving great success..."
Driven by extreme emotions, he forgot his fear and, like a madman, leaped up from the ground and pounced on Bibi Dong, who was not far away.
However, Bibi Dong didn't even frown.
She merely raised her eyelids slightly, a cold glint flashing in her deep purple eyes.
"Buzz—!"
Instantly, an invisible and intangible, yet heavy and terrifying pressure descended.
The master, who had just leaped up, was firmly trapped in mid-air!
He remained in his ridiculous forward-leaning posture, unable to move even a finger except for his eyes.
However, amidst this suffocating pressure, as if in a final burst of light, the master's ultimate purpose for coming to Wuhun City suddenly flashed through his mind.
To find a suitable cultivation method for Tang San's twin martial souls!
For his own martial spirit theory!
This obsession even temporarily overshadowed his fear of his own martial soul mutation.
Forcibly suppressing his deep-seated discontent, the master mustered all his strength and squeezed out a voice through clenched teeth, his tone carrying an unprecedented, almost humble, pleading tone:
"Your Holiness, I...I've come to you this time because I have a favor to ask. I...I hope you can...help me this once."
Upon hearing this, Bibi Dong's eyes showed a genuine hint of surprise for the first time.
She waved her hand lightly, removing some of the oppressive aura, causing the master to fall to the ground in a disheveled state, but he was still firmly locked in by the oppressive aura.
A sneer curled at the corner of her lips as Bibi Dong looked with interest at the disheveled Yu Xiaogang, who was crawling on the ground, his tone tinged with amusement:
"Oh? Begging me? This doesn't seem like... typical of you, Yu Xiaogang. What could possibly make you set aside that ridiculous pride to beg me?"
The master did not explain, nor dared to explain, the real reason.
He struggled to lift his head, his gaze fixed on Bibi Dong, and asked the question that had troubled him for so long, which was also the ultimate goal of his trip.
"Your Holiness, I...I want to know, how exactly did you overcome the hurdle of...having twin martial souls? How did you resolve the immense energy impact and backlash when attaching a spirit ring to your second martial soul?"
Upon hearing the words "twin martial souls," the playful expression on Bibi Dong's face vanished instantly, replaced by extreme coldness and mockery.
She slowly stood up, walked step by step to the master, and looked down at him as if she were looking at an overconfident ant.
"Yu Xiaogang!"
Why should I... tell you?
Upon hearing this, the master grasped at the last straw and hurriedly explained:
"Dong'er, I have taken on a disciple named Tang San, who has been training with me for nearly ten years! He is very fortunate; like you, he possesses twin martial souls, a rare find! I intend to nurture him into a powerful figure to prove that my martial soul theory is correct!"
"Your theory of martial spirits?" Bibi Dong seemed to have heard the most ridiculous joke in the world. Her beautiful face was full of undisguised sarcasm as she said:
"Yu Xiaogang, how much of your so-called theories were stolen and plagiarized from the Spirit Hall's archives under the guise of getting close to me? Don't you know that yourself? You're using what you got from me to try and prove yourself? What a huge irony!"
Before the master could explain, Bibi Dong's eyes suddenly sharpened, and she sneered, "Besides, don't think I don't know! That Tang San is Tang Hao's son!"
"They, father and son, have a blood feud with my Spirit Hall! You expect me to tell you the secrets of twin spirits so you can nurture the son of your enemy, so he can grow up and destroy my Spirit Hall? Yu Xiaogang, are you naive, or do you think I'm a fool?!"
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(End of this chapter)