Starting From A Fisherman To Cultivate Immortality And Live Forever

Chapter 97: Blood Symbol Spirit

The back hall of the temple became quiet.

After a long time, accompanied by a cold wind blowing in from the open doorway, the mages lying on the ground shivered.

Finally, a younger mage gathered up the courage to ask the old mage who had the most money stuck to him, "Master Tapu... Did you see it?"

"I saw it, he disappeared right in front of us!" the old mage replied.

"It can't be some kind of mechanism. After all, we have personally walked through and inspected every inch of this temple," another mage said.

"I have kissed every piece of floor in this back hall."

Tapu, the mage who was addressed as such, had a solemn expression. Even in the darkness of the night, his eyes seemed to have a glimmer as he looked at the spot where Huang Zong disappeared, and he said seriously, "This is the manifestation of a true mysterious power before our eyes."

"These Easterners possess the true mysterious heritage!"

"I used to be skeptical, but now... I won't hesitate anymore."

"I will immediately inform my children and disciples to bring all their wealth and come to help me."

After Tapu finished speaking, he stood up and walked out of the back hall.

The other mages hesitated for a moment, but they also made up their minds to increase their investment in this ritual.

Since Huang Zong, who had always been a mystery and pretended to be mysterious, had shown them evidence of the existence of true mystery tonight, they naturally had to repay the favor.

As for reporting this matter, it was absolutely impossible.

At most, they would inform their trusted confidants to handle this ritual well and please the Eastern mysterious forces.

In order to facilitate the hope of obtaining a chance in the future.

Although this way, the news would inevitably leak out.

After all, it was impossible to keep any news when there were many people.

But this kind of mysterious event spreading through word of mouth was just like the tabloid news about aliens and underground people that could be found everywhere on the streets.

After being passed on a few times, the person spreading the news would have some fun, and the person listening to it would also have some fun.

No one took it seriously and questioned its authenticity.

Inside the hidden realm.

Huang Zong and the other five responded to the summons and familiarly returned to the burial ground, as if returning home.

They arrived at the mountaintop and found that a tiled house had appeared on the mountaintop of the burial ground, and the stone benches and stone tables had also returned.

In the corner, they even saw a trash can with an unknown sign.

They didn't feel surprised by this either, thinking that Rat Dao Ren had brought it from other named disciples.

Since that night, Huang Zong and the others had believed that Rat Dao Ren had other sources of information and other named disciples.

After Su Ping understood this, he didn't point out the mistakes.

Following Rat Dao Ren's style, he praised Huang Zong and the others for a few words, and then took out the Bloodline Stone Tablet as usual.

Snap!

After each drop of blood sample entered the Bloodline Stone Tablet, it was then tested with mana.

Buzz!

Just when no one expected any abnormalities to occur, the Bloodline Stone Tablet suddenly changed!

Complex characters that Huang Zong and the others couldn't understand appeared in the Immortal Text:

Bloodline Symbol Spirit!

Su Ping immediately looked over and scanned the code provided by Huang Zong and the others with his divine sense.

After multiple tests on the relevant blood samples, the owner of the blood code that triggered the reaction of the Bloodline Stone Tablet was found.

"Shanawati?"

Huang Zong and the other six eagerly waiting for the results of the Ratman's detection heard a somewhat unfamiliar word.

Slightly startled, Huang Zong, who had been dealing with those Gade mages in recent weeks, quickly bent down and smiled, saying, "I know, this is the name of the Goddess of Wisdom in Nielbo, and the girls there like to take this kind of name."

After Huang Zong said this, he paused for a moment and continued, "There is only one blood sample named Shanawati this time, and she is the granddaughter of the Tapu mage who presides over the temple's rituals."

Su Ping had already scanned the notebook provided by Huang Zong and knew that what he said was correct.

After nodding slightly, Su Ping shook his head and said, "This woman is talented, but unfortunately, she doesn't fit the inheritance of my burial ground."

"But it's already good to find someone with a bit of talent. You all have contributed this time!"

"But we must not neglect the matter of inheritance. The inheritance of the burial ground cannot be broken in my hands!"

"Cough cough cough!"

Su Ping set the tone for what was to come and began to reward them.

In addition to a new martial arts blood and qi cultivation technique, Su Ping was in a good mood and taught them different martial arts techniques based on the different physical characteristics of Huang Zong and the other six.

With the help of divine sense, Su Ping transformed into a grandmaster with decades of experience, easily selecting the most suitable martial arts techniques for them to learn and practice.

Huang Zong learned a set of Bear Fist techniques, while the tycoon learned a set of Gale Leg techniques.

The other few also had their own unique skills and were quite excited, as if they had returned to their childhood and couldn't wait to practice on the mountaintop.

Finding Shanawati this time was a great achievement for Huang Zong.

So, in addition to the usual weekly body tempering medicine package, Su Ping also gave an extra body-strengthening pill.

This was a beggar version of the blood and qi pill that Xiao Daochang had refined the day before yesterday.

Most of the main and auxiliary materials were replaced with substitutes.

As a result, the effect of the pill was not even one-tenth of a blood and qi pill.

It could only be used for exchange or rewards.

Huang Zong had made great contributions and was qualified to be the lucky one to try the medicine first.

That's right, for Huang Zong and the others from the Water Blue Star, it was definitely lucky to be able to try the medicine for Su Ping!

After all, this was a truly extraordinary pill!

At worst, it would have no effect, and the side effects would be purified.

It would be best to rely on this pill to step into the extraordinary threshold, although it wouldn't be as exaggerated as being able to defeat ten opponents with one strike.

While suppressing various illnesses and pains, one would feel energetic and rejuvenated, as if they had regained their youth and had the opportunity to experience it.

The rest of the group looked at Mr. Huang with envy.

They secretly sighed at his good luck, being the first to find someone with talent.

Su Ping left these six people to cultivate in the burial ground as usual until dawn before sending them away.

This time, when they returned, they brought not only the medicine bags but also the gold and various jewels that Su Ping had given them in the name of the Rat Daoist.

These were all taken from the inventory of the Lin Yue Manor by Su Ping.

They had been inspected with divine consciousness and were no different from the ones on the Water Blue Star.

When he handed them over to Mr. Huang and the others, it wasn't for their personal use, but for them to help him exchange them for money. This money would be used specifically for his affairs.

As Su Ping's stall in Nielbo expanded, there were more and more expenses.

Although Mr. Huang and the others were still wealthy for now,

this was not a long-term solution.

Without a truly profitable industry,

even with the money of these small local tyrants like Mr. Huang, they wouldn't last long, even if they relied on being mysterious to avoid most extortion.

Collecting various rare treasures, a large number of precious medicinal materials, and recruiting manpower to do things,

even the arms trade that had already been established.

Each one was a bottomless pit of wealth.

Su Ping didn't want his named disciples to go and borrow money and become debtors.

Then, they would be deeply dug out and discover that they had borrowed so much money because they believed in evil cultivation...

So it would be best to keep track of the accounts. If they were willing to contribute, they could take out the available funds and spend them from the general account,

rather than stubbornly holding on until problems arose.

Mr. Huang and the others were all businessmen, so naturally, they understood the Rat Daoist's thoughts. They were grateful and secretly relieved.

The back hall of the Fahuisi Temple in Jia De City.

In the early morning, when the sunlight just shone on the top of the tower,

Mr. Huang returned to the threshold of the back hall, squinting his eyes to familiarize himself with the light.

Looking around, Mr. Huang did not see anyone else staying here.

Obviously, the mages who were startled by him last night couldn't predict that Mr. Huang would come back.

As for the surveillance... this temple only had surveillance in the main hall, and there were a few monitors in the front yard.

The control room was still controlled by their people.

These mages didn't have the authority to watch.

Mr. Huang didn't leave but went straight to the living quarters of the Tapu Mage.

He gently knocked on the door.

After the door opened, the Tapu Mage looked at Mr. Huang with some surprise, about to greet him, but found that Mr. Huang bowed to him first.

Suddenly, Tapu the cunning and sly magician felt a jolt in his heart, realizing something.

After a friendly exchange between the two sides.

Mr. Huang received a promise and left satisfied shortly after.

Tapu the magician ecstatically entrusted the temporary responsibility of presiding over the ceremony to the two vice hosts.

He immediately drove to his own village with his confidant.

Or it could be said to be his own estate.

As an experienced magician.

Tapu the magician is also the largest landlord in the area.

The whole village belongs to him.

Everyone is his servant and offspring.

The granddaughter, Shana Wai, who was found to have talent, is well taken care of by the servants here.

Tapu the magician originally planned to cultivate Shana Wai well and then marry her to the heir of another village.

Now, of course, this plan is no longer needed.

Even... Tapu the magician felt that he should take advantage of his authority to help Shana Wai pave the way and make her the new clan leader.

As for his position as a magician, he is clear that it is not worthy of his extraordinary granddaughter.

On that day, with Tapu the magician's return.

The whole village was in an uproar.

Everyone knew that Shana Wai was the chosen one of the gods and would receive the divine gift to become a greater magician than Lord Tapu!

As for Shana Wai herself.

She, who had been educated and nurtured by the family's children, had no rebellious thoughts.

And, having been exposed to the internet and seen the world to some extent, she was a little skeptical of the beautiful future described by her grandfather.

But she still believed that Tapu the magician would not harm her.

So after some preparation.

In the evening, as if holding a grand wedding ceremony, Tapu the magician sent his granddaughter Shana Wai to the temple.

This made the other magicians, who were late to realize, envy and resentful, and wondered why their descendants couldn't produce such a granddaughter?

And until now, the various other factions who had never seen the mysterious power of the Easterners.

There were not lacking those who frowned and felt that those charlatans had finally revealed their true colors.

They couldn't hold back and started with the whole "divine maiden" routine?

But has that Tapu the magician gone mad?

It's one thing to pay money to help, but now he's even sending his own granddaughter!

He's really confused... it's just a pity for that granddaughter named Shana Wai.

I heard she's a rare beauty!

In the hidden realm, Su Ping was waiting for the arrival of the newcomer, while setting up new formations in the burial ground.

And after making preparations, he chose to draw cards to pass the time.

(End of this chapter)