Wang Xiaoqiang looked up at the drop of purple blood falling downward, feeling its dreadful aura. Although he possessed the Undying Golden Body, he had not yet reached the stage where he was impervious to all poisons. Almost instinctively, he put up the Immortal Liquid Barrier and took out the Penglai Immortal Sword.
Plop!
The fist-sized drop of purple blood finally fell onto the Immortal Liquid Barrier, spreading quickly over the translucent surface, dyeing it purple. A sizzling sound ensued as if a chemical reaction were occurring, and then it suddenly exploded.
Wang Xiaoqiang's heart skipped a beat. Looking up again, he saw another fist-sized drop of purple blood dripping down from the purple blood curtain, directly toward his head.
Wang Xiaoqiang quickly conjured the Immortal Liquid Barrier to block, and just as it ford, the drop of purple blood fell onto it, spreading just like before, turning the translucent barrier purple, and then shattering with a bang.
As the Immortal Liquid Barrier shattered, another drop of purple blood fell. Without enough ti to conjure another barrier, Wang Xiaoqiang instinctively swung the Penglai Immortal Sword, using its tip to catch the blood pearl.
The blood pearl spread upon touching the Immortal Sword, but unlike before, the drop of purple blood was absorbed into the sword body. Inside the sword, the Sword Spirit lit up, letting out a piercing, girlish scream, seemingly excited yet with a trace of pain in its voice,
Following the sound, the purple blood absorbed into the sword split into red and purple fluids. The red liquid was absorbed into the depths of the sword body where the Sword Spirit resided, while the purple liquid was expelled by a naless power.
Once the red liquid was completely absorbed by the Sword Spirit, the girlish scream beca even sharper with excitent, and the shadow of the girl rapidly grew. From a slightly chubby body, it started to grow taller and slender, with the hair lengthening quickly…
"Hmm? The Sword Spirit can absorb the purple blood?" Wang Xiaoqiang exclaid with both suspicion and joy. As he was marveling, two drops of purple blood fell one after another from the purple blood curtain.
Seeing the Penglai Immortal Sword could absorb purple blood, Wang Xiaoqiang once again lifted the sword horizontally to shield himself.
Plop, plop.
The two drops of purple blood hit the Penglai Immortal Sword in succession, spreading upon impact and being absorbed by the sword body. Upon contact with the Sword Spirit, each split into red and purple fluid, with the purple being expelled and the red absorbed…
After absorbing two more large drops of red liquid, the Sword Spirit let out an excited shout, causing the sword body to vibrate. Wang Xiaoqiang could see the Sword Spirit inside the sword growing visibly larger, with its slender body filling out, becoming more voluptuous, and its hair continuing to lengthen…
"Hmm, wonderful! The Sword Spirit can decompose the toxic liquid from the purple blood and absorb the Flower Demon's blood to grow stronger, saving my essence blood while defending against the purple blood's attacks—two birds with one stone..." While thinking this, Wang Xiaoqiang looked up expectantly, hoping for more drops. "More the rrier, co on."
However, the purple blood curtain no longer dripped blood. Instead, blood Qi surged, the purple blood roiling as if a boiling celestial river, its torrents threatening to pour down at any mont.
Amid the raging blood torrents, they converged toward the center, and then a basin-sized drop of purple blood fell from the purple curtain,
Whoosh…
The blood pearl was not only large but also extrely fast, nearing in the blink of an eye, about to smash onto Wang Xiaoqiang's head.
Wang Xiaoqiang was greatly shocked. Such a massive drop of blood pearl couldn't be caught with the Penglai Immortal Sword, nor could the Sword Spirit decompose its toxicity. It could poison not only the Sword Spirit but also Wang Xiaoqiang himself—what a disaster that would be.
At the brink of life and death, Wang Xiaoqiang had a flash of inspiration, imdiately coming up with a thod. With a thought, ten thousand Five Elents Spirit Springs burst from his body, quickly condensing into a Spirit Spring Barrier above his head.
The Immortal Liquid Barrier couldn't withstand the attack of the toxic blood, let alone anything else. The key was that this was a liquid object—liquid was the hardest to block. Shield of Fear and Holy Path of Courage, Wang Xiaoqiang imdiately ruled them out.
Forming the Spirit Spring Barrier was a desperate gamble—betting on whether the Five Elents Spirit Spring could neutralize the purple blood's toxicity. If it could, danger would turn to safety; if not, the ten thousand Spirit Springs would be poisoned and destroyed.
Wow!!
The basin-sized purple blood fell on the Spirit Spring Barrier, making a huge noise, and imdiately spread into purple liquid, infiltrating the barrier. The barrier shone brightly, colors of white, blue, black, red, and yellow rotating rapidly. Within these, a hint of purple—the toxic liquid of the Purple Blood Poison Flower—appeared faintly,
At this mont, the purple blood curtain, having beco extrely thin after condensing the basin-sized drop, showed no signs of further dripping. Clearly, forming another such drop wouldn't be easy.
A short while later.
The colors of the Spirit Spring Barrier stopped rotating, and the trace of purple finally disappeared. The barrier unified in hue, turning entirely crimson—a color not of the Fire Elent Immortal Liquid, but blood.
The ongoing transformation within the Five Elents Spirit Spring removed the poison, leaving only the Flower Demon's blood essence.
The blood-red Spirit Spring Barrier began to leak blood, which gathered into a bowl-sized blood pearl, clearly displaying the color of blood.
Whoosh!
The blood pearl fell.
Wang Xiaoqiang swung the Penglai Immortal Sword, the tip piercing the blood pearl, which swiftly integrated into the sword body at a speed visible to the naked eye,
Instantly, the sword body glowed, with the Sword Spirit inside emitting a shrill scream, excited, and its voice constantly changing—from childish to mature, transitioning from a little girl's to a young woman's voice, while the Sword Spirit's curvy figure beca even more voluptuous…
At this mont, the Sword Spirit transford into the image of that lollipop witch,
At this mont, the Sword Spirit finally took form.
However, even in form, the Sword Spirit existed only as a phantom, not a solid being. To beco tangible, it still requires ongoing cultivation.
Anyhow, Wang Xiaoqiang's gamble paid off this ti, with the Five Elents Spirit Spring able to remove the toxins from the Purple Blood Poison Flower, and the transford blood helping the Sword Spirit take form, not only averting danger and surviving a crisis but also turning misfortune into a blessing. (To be continued. If you like this work, please vote for it on qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.)
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