Chapter 857: Eighth Drop of Divine Blood

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

A glass palace hovered in the sky outside the Tomb Forest.

Wan Qingtong was cultivating inside. Suddenly, his heart jumped and his eyes flew open. Two sharp beams of saintly light shot out of his black eyes. They transformed into two white pillars of light that pierced through the sky.

The soldiers cultivating inside the fortress were all shocked. They looked toward the palace curiously. What had happened?

“Wan Ji’s saint decree was destroyed,” Wan Qingtong muttered to himself. The next moment, one of his clones flew out of the palace in a streak of light. It melded with the Spiritual Qi and disappeared in the horizon at an impossible speed.

A while later, his saintly clone descended from the sky and appeared outside Shentai City. With a wave of his sleeve, he picked up the broken saint decree. Clutching it, he used a beam of spiritual energy to investigate it, but he couldn’t find any clues.

Wan Ji must have activated the saint decree to escape but was stopped by someone. The other even destroyed the saint decree. I’m afraid Wan Ji has met an unfortunate end.

What kind of person would help Zhang Ruochen and go against the Wan Family?

Wan Qingtong’s eyes were extremely sharp. He looked in the direction of the Yin and Yang Sect. If someone could destroy his saint decree, this meant that the person was at the same level as him—or even stronger.

There were only a few people in the entire Eastern Region at that level. Each one was a powerful and authoritative figure.

Shentai City was extremely close to the Yin and Yang Sect. Only powerful figures from that sect could make it in time to help Zhang Ruochen. Thus, Wan Qingtong naturally started suspecting them.

“Ning Xuandao? The Moon-burier Sword Saint?”

Wan Qingtong was furious. He clenched his fists and his eyes shone with electric purple light. He stomped on the ground and cracks opened up. Booms followed and the entire Shentai City sank into the ground.

He didn’t go directly to the Yin and Yang Sect to find Zhang Ruochen. After all, the sect was very powerful. They were a considerable force within the Ministry of War as well. Even Wan Qingtong couldn’t burst into the Yin and Yang Sect so easily.

It would be okay if he could find Zhang Ruochen; if he couldn’t, he would have completely antagonized the Yin and Yang Sect.

It seems like I’ll have to rely on the Central Region to catch Zhang Ruochen. If he isn’t killed, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Wan Qingtong took out a communication rune and carved some words on it with his finger. Waving his hand, the rune flew toward the Central Region in a streak of light.

By the time disciples of the Yin and Yang Sect rushed to the Shentai City to investigate, Wan Qingtong had already left.

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Han Qiu returned to the cultivation residence. She crossed her snowy-white arms over her perky chest and smiled at Zhang Ruochen. “I’ve asked around. Half-Saint Yuanlong will take a group of disciples to the Central Region in five days. The wormhole will open at that time.”

“Half-Saint Yuanlong.” Hearing this name, Zhang Ruochen’s expression turned strange.

He was a lord of the Shangqing Palace and he’d personally given the Void Sword to Zhang Ruochen back then. When he learned the truth, he’d become depressed and easily agitated. He couldn’t cultivate peacefully anymore.

Thus, he volunteered to take the disciples to train in the Central Region. This could help him relax a bit.

It was understandable. Something like the Void Sword was more precious than the treasure of the Yin and Yang Sect, but he’d given it away. Anyone else would have gone crazy.

“Since I have five days, I should cultivate well and improve a bit more.”

Zhang Ruochen took out the Universe Spiritual Map and hung it on the wall. He suddenly halted and looked at Han Qiu. “Want to go look inside?”

Han Qiu was extremely curious about Zhang Ruochen’s scroll and had wanted to look inside. Since Zhang Ruochen offered, she was obviously tempted.

She smiled, eyes crinkling. “Sure! This scroll is like the time and space treasure of the Sword Pavilion, right?”

“You’ll see when you’re inside.”

Whoosh!

The spatial door opened. Zhang Ruochen and Han Qiu entered one after the other.

As expected, Han Qiu was pleasantly surprised after entering the scroll world. It was like entering a peaceful hidden paradise. It was also filled with Spiritual Qi; it was practically heaven for cultivators.

Zhang Ruochen brought Han Qiu to a city. This city was built beside the Divine Sky-connecting Tree. You could see the huge leaves in the sky if you looked up.

There was a red patch of medicinal plants on the west side of the city. The dirt was the Divine Blood-red Earth from the bottom of the lava sea. The plants growing in the garden were ordinary, but the fragrance was as strong as a thousand-year medicinal plant.

Around 300 miles away from the garden was a towering mountain. It was shrouded in Ghostly Qi so that for miles around, the land had become a ghost territory with no day or night. That was the territory of Ghost King Bloodmoon. It was called Ghost Mountain.

Ghost King Bloodmoon had started absorbing the Death Qi of the Divine Sky-connecting Tree. Every once in a while, one would clearly feel the evil Qi coming from Ghost Mountain get stronger. This meant that Ghost King Bloodmoon’s cultivation was quickly improving.

Zhang Ruochen had purposefully brought Han Qiu here to show her his true strength. He wasn’t someone with no background. If one really wanted to compare, his current abilities and resources were comparable to an average saint family.

Han Qiu stood below the Divine Sky-connecting Tree. She closed her eyes and greedily started absorbing the wood-elemental Spiritual Qi. “Zhang Ruochen,” she murmured. “You actually control a world. This is incredible.”

“If you spend some more time in the scroll world, you’ll discover more incredible things,” Zhang Ruochen said.

Han Qiu obviously understood. Batting her lashes, she smiled gracefully. “In that case, I’ll cultivate here for a while.”

Han Qiu remained by the tree to cultivate. Since she’d received a drop of the dragon emperor’s blood, she obviously wanted to refine it quickly and improve her cultivation.

Zhang Ruochen went to a ravine close to the Divine Sky-connecting Tree. He started meditating and adjusting his state in preparation to refine the eighth drop of divine blood.

Before, seven drops would be his limit. Now, he’d already succeeded in cultivating the Five Elements Chaotic Body and his body was multiple times stronger. He had far surpassed the Four Elements Spiritual Body. Refining an eighth drop of divine blood wasn’t hard.

Zhang Ruochen calmed down more and more until he entered a free and natural state. All the messy thoughts in his mind vanished.

Without realizing, a mass of five-colored Qi surged out of Zhang Ruochen’s pores. They formed a lotus with him in the center.

Finally, Zhang Ruochen took out a drop of divine blood. He clutched it in his hand and activated a technique to start refining it.

While doing so, Zhang Ruochen was also trying to comprehend the ways.

By the time he completed the refinement, one Major Way and seven Minor Ways also formed in his saint soul. All the rules wrapped around the rules of space.

The rules of space were like a pillar supporting the sky. The other rules wrapped around it like vines, branching off as well.

After the eighth drop of divine blood was refined, two more deity prints peeled off of the Sea of Qi’s wall. They consolidated by Zhang Ruochen’s ears, allowing his hearing to be more sensitive.

Now, it could be said that Zhang Ruochen could see and hear further than thousands of miles. His senses were probably more powerful than some Saints.

Continue refining the ninth drop of divine blood.

Zhang Ruochen had a strong feeling that he wasn’t far from the legendary Tenth Change of the Fish-Dragon Realm. It was possible that something considerable would change if he refined one or two more drops.