Chapter 1400: Chapter 721: Bloodred Sword 2
As for whether they can improve their cultivation foundation without drawing too much attention, that depends on each individual.
Because Xue Mei focused on becoming a Bloodline Master, she despised these actions, and the Clan Leaders turned a blind eye to it. But then, even though midnight had not yet arrived, Ye Xue suddenly began absorbing most of the Blood Qi for itself.
If Nightcrypt was the only one doing this, it might not matter. However, moments later, Song Qu, Xu Xiaoshan, and others also followed suit. The Clan Leaders would not allow such a thing to continue.
After all, beneath the eyes of blood, fires were starting to burn underground.
"Anyone who delays completing the summoning of the Great Witch without burning incense sticks will be personally turned into a Witch Demon by me!" The Song Clan Patriarch coldly snorted and spoke in a voice only Yan Xiaobao and others could hear.
Yan Xiaobao’s heart trembled. The Blood Qi he’d just absorbed had already helped him immensely. His Immortal Heavenly King had climbed to the power of five ghosts.
"So stingy!" he muttered to himself. However, he dared not defy the Ancestors and immediately restrained himself. Everyone else lowered their heads, and soon, the allocated deadline arrived.
By then, the blood balls of Yan Xiaobao and the others represented about ninety percent of the total. The final ten percent would require full attention until the last second. After all, no one wanted to complete the task early. The best course was to wait until the last moment, then use the incredible opportunity provided to further cultivate with the help of the entire Blood Flow Sect.
In a short time, with the burning of incense sticks, Yan Xiaobao’s "Undying King of Heaven" achieved another breakthrough. Now, his physical strength equaled that of six frenzied ghosts. He felt tingling all over and had to resist the urge to look up and stare at his lungs.
"Unfortunately, I can’t keep up. The time is almost up..." Despite his reluctance to stop, he had no choice. Sighing inwardly, he was about to use the last few breaths to consolidate the blood ball when his heart suddenly leaped.
"I wonder... if I put my own undead blood into it, could I control the Great Witch Demon?"
The thought excited him, and if it truly worked, it could be considered an incredible service to the Spirit Stream Sect. But then he thought of how the Blood Flow Sect had treated him, and he was torn.
Clan Chief Song Jun, the Song Family Patriarch, and other elders had all treated him well. Sighing, he also considered that with his current cultivation foundation, it seemed unlikely he could control the Great Witch Demon. However, he still couldn’t make a decision.
"Well, I might as well try it out." Yan Xiaobao’s eyes shifted, and he lowered his head. As everyone else transformed Qi into blood, he did the same. However, he also drew some Blood Qi from the "undead blood" and mixed it with the Blood Qi provided by others.
Minutes passed, and Clan Chief Droughtflame’s eyes glinted as he announced the process was now complete. At that time, Song Kui, Xu Xiaoshan, and everyone else flew over their blood balls. Nervously, Yan Xiaobao opened his eyes, and his blood ball also flew over.
His blood ball looked the same as everyone else’s, but inside it also held some genuine undead blood.
"They shouldn’t notice," he thought. "After all, my immortal blood is authentic. Any other kind of undead blood is just a replica. Even if they notice, they’ll think it’s because I’m stronger than anyone else. After all, I did undergo a Reverse Blood Ancestor awakening..." As the eight blood balls flew over, Clan Chief Droughtflame briefly studied them, then waved a hand, sending them flying toward the Great Witch Demon in the blood eyes.
As the blood balls merged into the Great Witch Demon, Yan Xiaobao breathed a sigh of relief. Moments later, a powerful life force erupted, and the Netherworld Fire in the Great Witch Demon’s eyes began to burn brighter than before.
Then the Great Witch slowly stood up, throwing back its head to roar. That roar shook the ground, making all the light dim with its shocking energy.
A strong wind blew by, sweeping over everything, plunging everything into pitch-black darkness.
As the Great Witch Demon awoke, the millions of Stone Statue Ghosts, withered skin, and Blood Swords trembled. Evidently, they were now moving toward awakening.
As cracks began to fill the pupils of the blood eyes, the sound of cracking echoed from all directions, as if a magical seal had been broken!
Before Yan Xiaobao had any time to assess whether his plan had worked, Clan Chief Droughtflame, like all the other Clan Leaders, shook his sleeves. Eyes flashing, they all flew toward the eyes of blood. The last to arrive was the Song Clan Patriarch. Turning his head to look at everyone below, he said, "In a month, trials by fire will commence for the position of Middle Peak Bloodline Master!"
Even as his thunderous voice continued to echo back and forth among the sect, he stepped into the eyes of blood. At that moment, facing the million Stone Statue Ghosts, they awoke. The withered skin suddenly began to emit life force, and the little ghosts on the Blood Swords opened their eyes.
Meanwhile, more cracks continued to spread over the pupils, starting to collapse. It’s as if a door had been opened, and the eight Clan Leaders of the Blood Flow Sect were now entering.
Rumble!
The sky suddenly disappeared, and the eyes of blood vanished. Below, the cultivators of the Blood Flow Sect lifted their heads from meditation. Then, the Sect Leader and the Great Elder dispersed the crowd. However, everyone present was still pondering many questions.
They all saw the power of the reserves, but were unsure why the Ancestors had entered the sight of blood. For some reason, no matter how they thought about it, they couldn’t help but think it was related to the war.
Yan Xiaobao was more nervous than ever before. In the end, he couldn’t determine if his plan had worked. When he returned to the Immortal Cave, he pondered the matter, where he stabilized the increase in his physical strength. In the blink of an eye, nearly a month passed. Soon, just three days before the designated date mentioned by the Song Clan Patriarch, trials by fire for the position of Middle Peak Bloodline Master commenced.
By then, everyone in the "Flow Sect" was talking about the trials by fire. Each generation of the "Blood Flow Sect" always had four Bloodline Masters, who would eventually become Blood Tearers, a position higher than the main elders.
In this generation, the Bloodline Master of Middle Peak was the last position that needed to be filled. With war on the horizon, the final trials by fire would take place to select the person to become the Bloodline Master. Once the Bloodline Master was chosen, the battle capabilities of the entire Middle Peak would be enhanced.
This was a significant event for the entire Blood Flow Sect, and even more so for the Middle Cultivators of Middle Peak. After all, theoretically speaking, any Foundation Establishment Middle Cultivator from Middle Peak could eventually become a Blood Master.
Of course, it was widely known that the Blood Master of this generation would be one of two people. Either Miss Xue Mei or Elder Song Junwan!
As the trials approached, discussions grew more intense.
"It has to be Miss Xue Mei. She’s at the peak stage of the Earthstring Foundation with nine tidal streams. If she doesn’t become the Bloodline Master, it would be a huge loss for us here at Middle Peak!"
"I think the elder also has a significant chance of success. After all, she is at an important stage of Foundation Establishment. Xue Mei might be at the peak of Earthstring Foundation, but that’s still only the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment. Her stature isn’t the same as a grand elder!"
"The trials by fire aren’t just about basic strength. There are other factors involved, such as the strength of the Dharma Protectors they bring."
The night before the trials, Yan Xiaobao was meditating in his Immortal Cave, when suddenly, Elder Song Junwan appeared outside. As she stood at the door, shrouded in moonlight, she looked more beautiful than ever as she smiled.
"Little brother Nightcrypt, are you well-rested?" she softly asked. In the days before Elder Song Junwan arrived at his Immortal Cave, Yan Xiaobao had thought about what to do. He knew she would come looking for him after emerging from seclusion, seeking his assistance during the trials by fire for the Bloodline position. It had been many days since.
Just as he was trying to decide whether to take the initiative to see her, he heard her voice. At that moment, his eyes sparkled, and he cleared his throat. He didn’t immediately open the door to the Immortal Cave but decided to take advantage of the situation by making her wait outside, enhancing his own perceived value.
In truth, he wasn’t sure which decision was the right one. After all, if he didn’t join her, he could take advantage of her absence to try and sneak into her Immortal Cave to obtain the eternal indestructible relics. If he succeeded, he would definitely not have to participate in the trials by fire.
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