Wang Xiaoqiang looked down and saw that in Little Qing's palm lay three tomato-sized, fiery-red fruits, red as blood, exuding a sowhat eerie aura.
"Three is already not bad!" Wang Xiaoqiang happily accepted them, then directly put them into the Suru Ring, and told Little Qing, "Let's leave this place quickly."
"Master, why the rush!?" Little Qing asked, puzzled.
"Bloodworm Grass is so precious, it's hard to guarantee that it won't attract other flying beasts. Moreover, this place has turned into a land of bloodshed. Such a strong sll of blood will surely lure even more powerful spirit beasts. To be safe, it's best that we leave quickly!"
"Yes, Master," Little Qing responded, silently praising Wang Xiaoqiang for his cautious thinking while quickly squatting down. "Master, please climb on quickly!"
Wang Xiaoqiang grabbed Little Qing's neck and clambered onto her back.
With a flick of her tail, Little Qing set off again.
If she was an ordinary woman, carrying a man over a hundred pounds on a long journey would definitely be too much, but Little Qing was no ordinary woman; she was a spirit beast with not only formidable physical strength but also imnse spiritual power. For her, carrying a man was a piece of cake.
Even though they were moving along cliff faces, Little Qing tread as if on flat ground, and her speed was not slow at all, in fact, it was even faster than an ordinary person running.
In no ti, the two of them had left the scene far behind.
When they were about five hundred ters away, a large group of even larger flying beasts arrived at the scene of the earlier battle, picked up the corpses of the Cliff Fire Luan and Dragon Head Eagle, and flew off.
They continued their rapid journey until dusk, when they finally stopped to rest.
Wang Xiaoqiang took out two pieces of soy-sauce beef and a pot of wine from the Suru Ring, gave one piece of beef to Little Qing, and then they both started eating. Wang Xiaoqiang ate a piece of beef, sipped so wine, clearly enjoying himself imnsely. After a few drinks, he handed the wine pot to Little Qing to drink.
Seeing that Wang Xiaoqiang genuinely cared for her, Little Qing felt a surge of gratitude and relief. However, she did not drink because alcohol would turn her upper body into a serpentine form.
She did not want to expose that ugly and terrifying side to Wang Xiaoqiang again.
Moreover, she was even more eager to completely shed her serpent body and transform into human form, so she could join Wang Xiaoqiang in the mundane world and enjoy its splendors. She also longed to beco his woman and serve him wholeheartedly.
Seeing that she wasn't drinking, Wang Xiaoqiang did not insist and finished the pot of wine himself.
After having their fill, Wang Xiaoqiang instructed Little Qing, "Little Qing, protect while I rest. I am going to use the Bloodworm Grass to refine my body..."
"Yes, Master!" Little Bai responded, scanning the surroundings as she began to stand guard.
Wang Xiaoqiang sat down cross-legged, took out a fruit from the Bloodworm Grass, examined it for a mont, and then squeezed it by hand. With a pop, the fruit burst open, releasing a drop of golden liquid.
Despite being just a drop of golden blood, it shone brilliantly, pulsating with an overwhelming force, clearly no ordinary substance.
Realizing it was the precious golden blood Little Bai had ntioned, Wang Xiaoqiang reached out for the falling golden blood and caught it in the palm of his hand.
Controlling the golden blood with his mana, Wang Xiaoqiang threw it into his mouth and swallowed.
Once the golden blood entered his body, it transford into streams of warmth that spread throughout his insides, seeping into his bloodstream...
Suddenly, the blood in Wang Xiaoqiang's veins ignited like oil exposed to fire, burning vigorously and circulating rapidly.
Thump! Thump!...
Wang Xiaoqiang's heart began to beat rapidly, as if he was having a heart attack. At that mont, he instantly realized that the potency of the Bloodworm Grass was sowhat similar to the Divine Power Pill given to him by Huan Qingyi, and it seed even more intense.
To stabilize his heart, Wang Xiaoqiang quickly drew on Earth Elent Spiritual Qi from the Five Elents Spiritual Spring and, controlling it with his Divine Sense, introduced it into his bloodstream.
When the Earth Elent Spiritual Qi entered his blood, it was like adding sand to water, making it more stable, dense, smooth, yet forceful.
He then felt that with every circulation of his blood, a force diffused from the blood, filling his whole body with strength...
The blood inside him continued to circulate smoothly, but with each cycle, his body acquired more strength,
After fifty cycles of blood circulation, there was a boom, and a force burst forth, breaking through his body and transforming into a line of blood.
Wang Xiaoqiang stared at the line of blood in front of him and with a thought, summoned the other four bloodlines as well.
The other four bloodlines erged from his body, joining the newly ford one. The five bloodlines intertwined around his body, spinning rapidly like five red threads.
The Fifth Layer of the Blood Condensation Realm, he had announced his breakthrough!
"Ah, the Fifth Layer of the Blood Condensation Realm?!" Little Qing, seeing the five bloodlines swirling around Wang Xiaoqiang, couldn't help but stiffen her beautiful eyes in surprise, her face showing reverence and admiration.
With a thought, Wang Xiaoqiang retracted the five bloodlines into his body, then took out a Spirit Marrow and placed it on the ground, releasing 200,000 Spiritual Springs from his body to absorb the marrow.
Now that he was a cultivator of the Fifth Layer of the Blood Condensation Realm, whether it was the strength of his physical body or the toughness of his ridians, he had ascended a level above the Fourth Layer, making it very easy to differentiate 200,000 Spiritual Springs.
200,000 Spiritual Springs burst forth from his body, swarming over the Spirit Marrow like a pack of cats that had slled fish, beginning to absorb...
Absorb, absorb, absorb, absorb...
Once the 200,000 Spirit Marrows were saturated with Spiritual Energy, they started to expand and contract, and then the differentiation began.
Puff, puff, puff, puff, puff, puff...
The 200,000 Spiritual Springs split into two, turning into 400,000 Spiritual Springs, and with a thought, Wang Xiaoqiang absorbed the 400,000 Spiritual Springs into his body.
Spiritual Power surged trendously, giving him a strong sense of imminent breakthrough, but ultimately, he was still one step away from advancing to the Eighth Stage of the True Immortal Realm.
Wang Xiaoqiang did not give up; striking while the iron was hot, he took out another Spirit Marrow from the Suru Ring and released 200,000 Spiritual Springs to collect it.
200,000 Spiritual Springs absorbed, split into two, turning into 400,000 Spiritual Springs,
With a thought, Wang Xiaoqiang absorbed the 400,000 Spiritual Springs into his body, and by now, Wang Xiaoqiang's total number of Spiritual Springs had reached 1,679,600,
1,679,600 Spiritual Springs simultaneously vibrated within his body,
and then...
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom...
Wang Xiaoqiang's Spiritual Power inside surged like a raging river, a wild lake, thunderously rushing through the ridians and acupoints of his body, eventually condensing more than eight hundred Gang Qi Vortices within.
Eight hundred Gang Qi Vortices, spinning tirelessly inside Wang Xiaoqiang's body, lifted him up like hot-air balloons carrying his body soaring upward.
This was not an ascent driven by Wang Xiaoqiang's own consciousness; it was the Gang Qi Vortices within him that were lifting him up.
This was the most direct representation of an upgrade.
This ascent was faster than his previous advancent to the Seventh Stage of the True Immortal Realm, and he flew higher and felt even more exhilarating.
Finally, at a certain height, the Gang Qi Vortices inside him exploded, transforming into Spiritual Power, and like a whale drawing in water, it all was drawn into the Spiritual Springs, where the Springs, nurous as stars, began to follow a mysterious trajectory inside Wang Xiaoqiang's body.
Wang Xiaoqiang stood suspended in midair, his long hair flowing, his robes fluttering, just like the Star Lord of the Nine Heavens. His divine presence was extraordinary!
"Congratulations to my master for advancing to the Eighth Stage of the True Immortal Realm, and for simultaneously achieving a breakthrough in both Qi and Body Refinent, Little Slave is incredibly impressed!" Little Qing prostrated on the ground, crossing her hands in front of her chest, deeply bowing to Wang Xiaoqiang with imnse admiration.
Wang Xiaoqiang descended to the ground, his eyes fixed on Little Qing.
Little Qing lifted her head, her face full of adoration.
That gentle mouth, slightly agape from astonishnt, revealed her small clove-like tongue inside.
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