Humanity’s Great Sage

Counting Ma Shangsi, none of the people Lu Ye gave precious blood to had failed.

This is undoubtedly somewhat unusual.

Although Ma Shangsi, Xiangyin and others are all in the later stage of Yueyao, the dangers in the process of refining the holy blood should not have much to do with their level of cultivation. This is the development and improvement of their own bloodline.

Lu Ye had a vague idea in his mind - there might be some differences between his precious blood and the real holy blood of the Vampires. This difference should be able to reduce the risks that need to be taken during refining to a great extent.

The reason for this conjecture is naturally because of the talent tree.

In the process of refining the holy blood of the Vampire Clan, the talent tree burned away everything that was not good for him, and what remained was all that was not a threat to him.

Therefore, the precious blood condensed by him is naturally very different from the holy blood.

Although both can stimulate the blood of the vampires, his precious blood is undoubtedly much weaker in terms of lethality.

If the real holy blood is highly poisonous, then although his precious blood is poisonous, it is not that strong, so when the blood servants refine it, the risk is not that great.

Of course, this is just his conjecture. Whether this is the case remains to be verified.

It is also possible that the first-generation vampires like Xiangyin are different from ordinary vampires. Because of their status as first-generation vampires, they can withstand greater dangers during the refining process.

But no matter which possibility it is, it is a good thing for Lu Ye.

After a while, Xiangyin and others returned together.

The way Zhou Ran and Wang Taisheng looked at Lu Ye was obviously different from just now. Before, it was just the suppression and submission of Lu Ye's holy nature, but now it is the real surrender.

"Lord..." Xiangyin looked at Lu Ye expectantly, almost reminding him not to break his promise.

Lu Ye ignored her and looked at Xuanyu: "Can you really refine another drop?"

Xuanyu answered cautiously: "We sisters are willing to go all out and live up to the Lord's expectations!"

Lu Ye pondered for a moment, then raised his finger and gave the last two drops of his precious blood. He also wanted to know whether his guess was correct.

The sisters from the Snow Clan each got a drop of precious blood and ran out to refine it happily.

Lu Ye sat upright, spreading out his spiritual thoughts to investigate, and heard the two sisters' screams one after another in his ears.

Although the process was arduous, the result was good. After half a day, Sister Xiangyin successfully refined the precious blood. Apart from being a little embarrassed, there were no major problems.

At this point, Lu Ye finally confirmed one thing. His precious blood was different from the holy blood of the vampire clan. It was much less lethal than the holy blood.

This is undoubtedly good news, because in this way, he can gather more people with peace of mind. Although there are not many monks scattered in this world, one more is a good thing, and every one comes to his side , can quickly improve their own sanctity, and will undoubtedly play a great role in fighting against the Holy Blood Peak in the future.

After two days of rest, Xiangyin and the others were sent out by Lu Ye. Their mission was to search for the scattered monks and then bring them back.

Lu Ye himself stayed at Black Prison Cliff to refine his precious blood.

He originally had five drops of precious blood, but they were all used up in the past few days, so he had to condense it again. Condensing precious blood is not that easy. Even if his cultivation level has improved now, it will take more than half a month to condense one drop. Moreover, the condensation of every drop of precious blood is a huge drain on his own heritage and requires a lot of resources to replenish it.

While he was concentrating, Lu Ye suddenly opened his eyes slowly. The next moment, he stood up, and the void spiritual patterns under his feet were quickly outlined. When the light flashed, the figure had disappeared.

A hundred miles away from Tingxue Peak, a figure was dormant quietly, looking at the flattened Tingxue Peak, with a puzzled look on his face.

Some time ago, the Holy Blood Peak received news that a new person has arrived in this world. This person's holy nature is unheard of and extremely terrifying. Hearing that two snow tribesmen in Xuefeng wanted to take refuge in the Holy Blood Peak, they sent this person to the Holy Blood Peak. His whereabouts were leaked to Holy Blood Peak.

The Holy Blood Peak side naturally did not dare to neglect. Even if Yueyao later came to kill him with the red talisman under the orders of Li Tian, ​​at that time, if Li Tian had other important matters and could not escape, he even prepared to come to meet this newcomer in person. .

But in the later period, Yueyao lost contact with the Holy Blood Peak very quickly, and it was basically concluded that she was dead.

This made the people at Holy Blood Peak very uneasy, and naturally they had to send people to investigate the situation.

This ghost cultivator was sent here because of this matter, but after some investigation, he was very confused and had no idea what happened to his late Yueyao companions.

The red talisman must have been activated, otherwise Ting Xuefeng would not have disappeared for no reason, and the place where Ting Xuefeng disappeared did indeed retain the aura of the red talisman's explosion.

Logically speaking, no monk could compete with the power of the red talisman, not to mention that the other party was only in the middle stage of Yueyao.

So what happened to the disappearance of his companions?

He thought of the Snow Clan who tipped off the Holy Blood Peak. Now if he wanted to find out the situation, he might have to find that Snow Clan and ask him personally.

After making up his mind, the ghost cultivator prepared to leave this place first. However, as he turned around, he suddenly froze in place as if falling into an ice cellar.

In the sky not far over there, a figure stood in mid-air, looking faintly in his direction.

Gui Xiu was shocked. He had not even noticed the other party's approach before! There is only one possibility in this situation, and that is that the other party is better than him in the way of stealth.

Looking closer, he was in his mid-twenties, with a long sword on his waist, a tight black and white robe, and a mid-level Yueyao cultivation level. The ghost cultivator immediately knew the identity of the visitor.

It's obviously the newcomer that the Snow Clan mentioned!

When the ghost cultivator's mind changed, Lu Ye just stared quietly in the direction where he was dormant. This ghost cultivator was quite accomplished in the way of stealth. Even if Lu Ye activated the insight spirit pattern, he could only see some vague blurs. The traces cannot reveal his true identity.

As early as when he took Sister Xiangyin away from Tingxue Peak to Black Prison Cliff, Lu Ye knew that Holy Blood Peak would definitely send someone to investigate the situation here.

So at that time, he left a talent tree clone here to monitor all directions.

The arrival of this ghost cultivator was so quiet that the talent tree clone might not have been able to detect it if it hadn't released a trace of mana fluctuations when he was inspecting Xuefeng.

While watching, he found that the ghost cultivator was motionless. He seemed to be a little naive and thought that it was just a coincidence that Lu Ye looked at this position and no trace of him was found.

Lu Ye stepped forward, the blood mist filling his body suddenly swept forward.

In an instant, a sea of ​​blood spread across the space, covering all directions.

Almost as soon as Lu Ye made a move, the ghost cultivator was about to use his escape technique to leave the place. However, the suppression of the terrifying holy nature caused his magic power to suddenly stagnate. When he regained consciousness, he was already enveloped in a sea of ​​blood.

He yelled "Ah", his eyes were full of panic, and his eyes were shaking violently.

Although I had long heard from the Snow Clan in Ting Xuefeng that the newcomers' holy nature was extremely strong, but after all, they had only heard about it. Now, after experiencing it personally, I realized that this kind of strong nature was far beyond my own knowledge.

Under the suppression of the other party's holy nature, he felt like a rabbit meeting a tiger. He could only tremble, his hands and feet were a little weak, and he couldn't muster the courage to resist at all.

In the thick sea of ​​blood, a figure slowly approached him.

The ghost cultivator bit the tip of his tongue and then mustered up the strength to stab forward fiercely with the short blade in his hand. The sea of ​​blood was broken open by the release of his magic power.

However, this desperate blow had no effect. Lu Ye's long sword slashed down, not only blocking his short blade, but even cutting off his arms.

The ghost cultivator stumbled back, holding back the pain and sweating on his forehead. Looking at the figure slowly approaching him, he knew that he was probably in danger this time!

After a while, the sea of ​​blood dissipated, and Lu Ye flew towards the Black Prison Cliff, carrying the ghost cultivator who had completely lost the power to resist.

Suddenly half a month passed, and in the cave, Lu Ye opened his eyes.

After half a month of hard work, I finally condensed a drop of precious blood again. It was really not easy.

He stood up directly and walked aside.

Soon he came to a room where two figures were sitting, one was the ghost cultivator who had been captured alive by him before.

The opponent's severed arm has been reattached, and Lu Ye has no intention of imprisoning him. Only the talent tree clone is guarding here.

Gui Xiu probably knew that he couldn't escape, so he had been quiet during this period, but he couldn't figure out what Lu Ye was trying to do, and he was uneasy after all.

He asked the talent tree clone many times, but the clone didn't give him any response at all.

Seeing Lu Ye walking in, Gui Xiu looked at the clone, then at the original person, and then asked: "What on earth are you going to do?"

Killing and not killing, letting and not letting go are really torturous.

"I'll give you an opportunity, do you want it?" Lu Ye looked at him and asked.

Gui Xiu frowned: "What do you mean?"

Lu Ye flicked his fingers, and the freshly baked precious blood flew towards this person: "You will know after refining it."

The ghost cultivator looked at the precious blood suspended in front of him suspiciously, instinctively feeling that this thing was not a good thing, but the powerful holiness contained in this drop of precious blood made him very moved.

"What is this?" asked the ghost cultivator.

"Refining it, you have no other choice!" Lu Ye's voice was as calm as water.

When the ghost cultivator heard this, he was immediately discouraged. Nowadays, he has no choice but to fight against others. He vaguely guessed that this was probably a method used by the other party to control him, so there shouldn't be much risk in refining it. If the other party really wanted to kill him, If he had said so, I wouldn't have brought him back then.

He looked at Lu Ye deeply, gritted his teeth, and grabbed the precious blood in his hand.

The next moment, he felt as if this drop of precious blood had become a living thing and penetrated into his own flesh and blood.

Screams sounded...

Lu Ye retreated to the side and waited quietly to watch.

After a full half day, when the golden light dissipated, the ghost cultivator was lying on the ground covered in sweat, his body twitching slightly. He looked embarrassed, but he was still alive after all.

Lu Ye became more and more certain that his previous guess about the precious blood was correct. Otherwise, there was no way to explain why the vampires who refined his precious blood survived.