Chapter 115: Origin Tyrant Blood
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Su Yu turned around and escaped. His speed was so fast that even the flying sword controlled by He Qingge could not catch up with his speed.
At the end of the battle, He Qingge had defeated almost all of his opponents and won by himself.
âI really didnât expect you to be so powerful.â Wen Qinglianâs eyes sparkled with splendor as she could not help but praise.
This was the first time she praised someone else.
âIâm just alright!â He Qingge said calmly.
Such a great beauty complimenting him actually made him feel quite pleased.
Several flags were scattered on the ground around them.
He Qingge controlled the butterfly puppets and took back the flags one by one. He could not let others benefit from his battle.
Of course, in the battle just now, he had been paying attention to the changes in the field. He saw many people taking advantage of the opportunity to take away many flags that had fallen to the ground.
Some of the flags that had fallen to the ground were left behind by the people who had been defeated by He Qingge and expelled from the mystic realm. They should have been his, but he had no choice. He was too busy at the time.
Now that the battle was over, the flags were put away. The number of flags added up by He Qingge had far exceeded the second and third place.
Even if the flags were split into two, the number would still surpass the second and third place.
He Qingge and Zheng Tianyuan instantly reached the top in terms of number of flags.
There was still more than a week before the end of the mystic realm.
They needed to stay here for a month.
This time, He Qingge had made a name for himself. He believed that no one would come looking for trouble with him again.
Unless there were some people who had not seen this scene today.
The mystic realm was very large. Many people did not come in He Qinggeâs direction but went in other directions.
Indeed, not everyone had seen this scene.
After He Qingge finished cleaning up, he began to repair the Minor Five Elements Defense Array.
He did not know what the situation would be like in the future, so it was better to be careful. He had to repair the Minor Five Elements Defense Array first. That way, he would be much safer.
Wen Qinglian watched as He Qingge busied himself with repairing the damaged Minor Five Elements Defense Array.
It seemed that she had not accidentally fallen into Zheng Tianyuanâs trap in his previous battle.
His proficiency in repairing array formations far exceeded that of ordinary level-two array formation masters.
This scene was also seen by the elders outside. They kept nodding their heads, and the voices that questioned He Qingge earlier also weakened a lot.
However, there were still people who wanted to test He Qinggeâs talisman-making skills.
The next day, Zheng Tianyuanâs injuries had recovered.
He was able to sense the situation during the battle yesterday. He had wanted to help He Qingge directly. After all, there were so many people, and He Qingge would be under a lot of pressure.
However, that would further deepen his injuries, and he might be dealt with a devastating blow.
He Qingge stopped Zheng Tianyuanâs from making a move and only asked him to step in when he could not hold on any longer.
He did not expect that he would not have the chance to make a move until the end of the battle, which made him quite shocked.
This was the person his sister, Zheng Xiaoling, had asked him to take care of.
Who was taking care of whom exactly?
âWhat about her?â Zheng Tianyuan looked at Wen Qinglian.
He Qingge was also a little conflicted. Her strength and talent should be stronger than Zheng Tianyuan.
Moreover, he could not kill anyone in the mystic realm. If he offended someone too deeply, he would definitely have an enemy.
If he let her go, she would obviously be another big threat.
Before Zheng Tianyuan woke up, He Qingge had not dared to let her go.
He Qingge pondered for a moment. âYou were the one who started it. Now youâre my captive. But Iâm kind enough to give you a chance.
âI think the fist technique you used before was not bad. Hand it over to me and Iâll let you go.â
He Qingge was quite envious of the Tyrant Fist that Wen Qinglian had used before. Each punch had the effect of breaking the spell.
âYou want my Tyrant Fist?
âYou canât learn it. This is a fist technique that comes naturally from my bloodline.
âChange your request.â
Wen Qinglian smiled.
âCanât I learn the fist technique that comes with your bloodline? You donât have to worry about that. Just leave it to me,â He Qingge said.
âWho between the two of you should I give it to?â The corner of Wen Qinglianâs mouth curled into a smile. It was like the warm sun, making peopleâs hearts warm.
Her peerless beauty made He Qingge lose his mind.
However, he quickly reacted.
âOf course, you have to give it to the both of us!â
âThis kind of fist technique can indeed be taught to others.â Wen Qinglianâs expression was indifferent.
âHowever, I need to condense a drop of Origin Tyrant Blood. There is only one drop of this Tyrant Blood, and it can transform a personâs body and make their
âWho do you think I should give it to? I will only give it to one person.â He Qingge was dumbfounded.
He quickly calmed down. âI donât need your Origin Tyrant Blood. You just need to hand over your fist technique. Thereâs no need to go through so much trouble.â
Wen Qinglian replied, âThis is a fist technique nurtured by my bloodline. Without my bloodline, you canât cultivate it.â
âWhether I can learn it or not, itâs none of your business. I just want the fist technique. â
âItâs just that I donât have any fist techniques. The unique power of my bloodline can enhance my various attacks.â
He Qingge fell silent. It would be a loss if he let her go.
âThen thereâs no other way. If you have no value at all, then we can only eliminate you.â
âHow could I be worthless? I already said that I can give the Origin Tyrant Blood to one of you.â
âThereâs no need to sow discord.â He Qingge said coldly.
He knew very well that Wen Qinglian would never willingly give them the Origin Tyrant Blood.
Zheng Tianyuan was actually very tempted. He already had the Sacred Body of Lightning.
Sacred Body of Tyrant Lightning?
However, he did not say anything when he heard He Qinggeâs decision.
He might not be able to defeat Wen Qinglian alone.
Moreover, He Qingge had protected him when he was injured.
Being protected by a Qi Refinement cultivator made him feel somewhat speechless.
âI can give each of you a Blood Dragon Pill.â
The Blood Dragon Pill was a body-tempering sacred pill that used the blood of a dragon as a guide. Various body-tempering precious medicines had been added to refine it.
It had the effects of strengthening the bodyâs origin, cleansing the bloodline, combing the bones, and tempering the spine.
The stronger the materials, the stronger the Blood Dragon Pill refined.
Therefore, this medicinal pill ranged from level three to level six.
It all depended on the value of the materials.
âSure.â He Qingge immediately agreed. No matter what tier the pill was, it was at least level three.
Level-three pills were comparable to the Golden Core Realm. To He Qingge, it was a complete profit.
âI obtained the Blood Dragon Pill from the ancient ruins. There are only two of them, and Iâve eaten one of them,â Wen Qinglian said.
He Qingge frowned. It seemed that the value of this pill had exceeded his estimation.
Wen Qinglianâs face instantly moved closer to He Qinggeâs and she whispered into his ear.
A warm and moist breath spread by He Qinggeâs ears, and a very light fragrance drifted into the air.
The fragrance of her body?
He Qinggeâs heart trembled. They were so close that their faces were almost touching.
âThis pill might be beyond your imagination. If you think itâs worth it after you eat it, I hope you can do me a favor.
âIf you think itâs not worth it, then forget it.â
He Qingge was a little hesitant. It seemed that the pill was very precious. It was up to him whether he wanted to help her or not later on, but leaving it up to him to decide was also a problem.
He Qingge had a wide range of knowledge, so it was impossible for the pill to exceed his expectations.
When he transmigrated, he had witnessed endless nothingness and time.
âAlright.â He Qingge agreed.
Wen Qinglian smiled and took out a pill from her golden armor. She handed it to He Qingge.
He Qingge was a little surprised. He had searched through her body, but he could not find any flaws in the golden armor.
Moreover, all her strength was locked by the magic chains, yet she could still take things out through the golden armor.
He Qingge took it and examined it carefully.
He was a level-two alchemist himself, so he could judge whether the medicinal pill was real or not.
After identifying it, he put it away and did not consume it immediately.
What if he made a mistake in identifying it? He could take it after he went out. If there was a problem, he could still seek the sect masterâs help.
âOne pill is not enough for the two of us!â
Wen Qinglian was speechless. She took out another pill and handed it to Zheng Tianyuan.
Although the two pills were very similar, He Qingge was very sensitive to the difference.
The most obvious was the luster of this medicinal pill, and the pill patterns on it were a little more complicated.
The one in his hand should be the one she had mentioned, the one she had obtained from the ancient ruins.
âAlright, then letâs part ways here!â He Qingge unlocked the magic tool that had bound her body.
The amulet on his body was constantly activated, and the nine flying swords floating in the sky were constantly on guard.
Once Wen Qinglian made any strange movements, they would immediately start the battle.
Wen Qinglian looked at He Qinggeâs overly vigilant appearance and smiled helplessly. She turned around and left.
It seemed that she had to be more careful in the future. If she was careful, she might be able to dodge He Qinggeâs flying swords.
If that happened, the outcome might be different.
He Qinggeâs previous ambush had caused all nine flying swords to attack her at the same time, causing her to faint.
A fall into the pit, a gain in wisdom. She would treat it as a lesson!
In the blink of an eye, Wen Qinglian disappeared from their sight.
âSheâs very strong.â Zheng Tianyuanâs expression was grave. âIn the previous battle, I vaguely felt that she didnât use her full strength.
âWhy is there such a big difference? I have the Sacred Body of Lightning. Why am I so much weaker than her?â
Zheng Tianyuan clenched his fists unwillingly. He hated himself for being so weak.
âDonât think too much. No matter how strong she is, she still lost to us,â He Qingge said calmly.
âMoreover, the main goal of cultivation is longevity. Itâs not advisable to be brave and ruthless.
âEverything is for longevity. Everything else is just floating clouds.
âOnly those who live forever are the strongest.â
The next half a month passed very quickly.
Before they left, they divided the flags in their hands into half each.
They were tied for first place in terms of flags.
There were less than one-third of the people left in the mystic realm..
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