Zhang Chen’s consciousness examined the cultivation formula of the Blood God Child, a hint of excitent appearing in his eyes.
After carefully reading the intricacies and formulas, Zhang Chen’s eyes showed a trace of awe: "The Blood God Child can substitute death at critical monts and can charge out to kill enemies in group battles. This divine technique is truly against the heavens!"
"A single Blood God Child has about one-tenth of my strength. However, cultivating a Blood God Child is not an easy task. I am only at the Qi Refining Stage now, so I can only cultivate one Blood God Child." Zhang Chen shook his head. Everything was still limited by his own strength. If his strength was sufficient, cultivating billions of Blood God Children, who could possibly kill him then?
"It’s a pity there’s no Blood Control Technique, which I’m most interested in." Zhang Chen muttered to himself.
To cultivate a Blood God Child, one needs to split a portion of Essence, Qi, and Spirit into the Sea of Blood, and then sacrificially refine it for forty-nine days according to the secret technique. At that ti, the Blood God Child can be ford.
In tis of danger, the Blood God Child can substitute death, and during battles, it can go out to confront the enemy.
"This divine technique must be cultivated. Whether it’s for competing for the tree coffin or resolving karma with Prince Pingbian’s Mansion, or even the entanglent of Xiaodouding and Yellow Heaven Dao, all require strength to deal with the unknown." Zhang Chen summoned Xiaodouding, instructed that he needed closed-door training, letting him delay the chores and not worry about him. Then Zhang Chen went to request leave from Liu Feng, stating he was going to find Xie Lingyun.
Indeed, Liu Feng didn’t make things difficult for Zhang Chen, and Zhang Chen swaggered out of Huangli Temple this ti.
After leaving Huangli Temple, Zhang Chen quietly made his way to his secret base and then used divine techniques to enter a cave, quietly cultivating the Blood God Child.
Zhang Chen controlled sixty percent of the Blood Dao’s fortune, and the Sea of Blood was absorbed into his Crystal Core. If he couldn’t successfully cultivate the Blood God Child, probably no one else in this world could.
As Zhang Chen operated his powers, a wisp of his soul split off according to the formula and was absorbed by the Crystal Core, falling into the Sea of Blood.
Then Zhang Chen silently operated his powers, gesturing to formulate techniques as described in the Chapters repeatedly, and three days later, a blood-red shadow flashed from the Sea of Blood, transforming into a red light that flew out of the Crystal Core, landing beside Zhang Chen.
The red light transford into a blood-red shadow, quietly standing beside Zhang Chen. As the two gazed at each other, a wonderful feeling surged within them, indescribable.
The next mont, the blood-red shadow transford into a red light, plunging into Zhang Chen’s body, entering the Sea of Blood within the Crystal Core, and began nurturing again.
By this ti, three days had already passed. Zhang Chen felt the mystique of the Blood God Child, increasingly finding it more powerful than described in the True Scripture.
The most crucial part is, even if the Blood God Child dies, it will automatically resurrect in the Sea of Blood a day later, without Zhang Chen spending effort for sacrificial refining anew.
After completing the cultivation of the Blood God Child, Zhang Chen calculated that three days had passed. Now it was night, and should he return to the Daoist Temple, he would be blocked outside the gate, so he stayed in the cave continuing to observe the secret techniques of the Red Lotus Chapter.
The other secret techniques did not interest Zhang Chen, but the eleventh petal recorded a sacrificial refining formula for a magical treasure that piqued his interest: "Blood Transformation Divine Saber?"
"This divine technique is sowhat intriguing." Zhang Chen looked at the Chapters on the Blood Transformation Divine Saber with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
The Blood Transformation Divine Saber is an exceedingly strange secret technique, with neither an upper limit nor a lower limit, its power depends on the quality and amount of Blood Poison refined into it.
In the initial phase of the secret technique, eighteen kinds of creatures’ blood are selected to sacrificially refine the initial Blood Transformation Divine Saber. Once struck by this saber, it carries the attribute of uncontrolled blood flow.
Then again, take the blood of eighty-one creatures, six hundred and sixty-six, eight hundred and eighty-eight kinds...
Thus infinitively upgrading, ultimately cultivating a secret treasure capable of slaughtering Divine Demons.
Of course, the so-called uncontrolled blood flow attribute is also relative here.
"The Blood Transformation Divine Saber is indeed a great treasure, but finding the quality blood necessary for its cultivation is not easy," Zhang Chen tapped his knee with his fingers, while the blood for cultivating the Blood Transformation Divine Saber naturally couldn’t be ordinary blood.
"The blood from the Sea of Blood could count as one," Zhang Chen calculated with his fingers: "If I could procure the blood of Innate Mosquitoes, that should count as one. The blood of the Old Flood Dragon from Prince Pingbian’s Mansion should count as one too."
Thus calculating with his fingers, he had already gathered three kinds.
"Those cultivators with bloodline superpowers, their blood should satisfy the refining power needed for the Blood Transformation Divine Saber. After all, the saber doesn’t demand high blood quality, but it does require a large quantity. Once the quantity reaches a certain level, it forms Blood Poison, which embodies the true killing power of the Blood Transformation Divine Saber." Thoughts flickered in Zhang Chen’s mind as he calculated but didn’t et the conditions to gather enough diverse blood samples.
"The cultivation of the Blood Transformation Divine Saber will have to be postponed," Zhang Chen felt a bit regretful, then rose and exited the cave. He gazed at the bright moon in the sky, returning to Huangli Temple, from afar seeing the soldiers stationed at the foot of the mountain.
The encampnt of three thousand soldiers, with a vague, inexplicable aura enveloping the entire camp, made it impossible for Zhang Chen to spot anything unusual when he operated the Light of the True God, only feeling as if the whole barracks was shrouded by so mysterious qi chanism. However, when Zhang Chen opened the Eye of Devouring, the scene before him altered, revealing a layer of mystical qi force enveloping the camp, like a grand array covering the whole encampnt. If soone were to charge in recklessly, they might be instantly trapped by that grand array.
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