amaotonovel Chapter 360 Solidifying the Celestial Master's Soul, Making Deals
Chapter 360 Solidifying the Celestial Master's Soul, Making Deals
"Well, we've run into each other now, so why not give it a try? It won't hurt you. Oh, you little cowards, you're a disgrace to your master! Poor old man like me, I was so blind!"
Caught off guard, the grandmaster put on a pitiful and embarrassed act, which was utterly cringe-worthy.
Wen Chengbin couldn't stand it, so he used his spiritual power to create a small knife and slid it across his finger. Blood flowed down his finger into the bottle, not just one drop, but more than ten drops, which was a bit too much.
“Grandmaster, here you go,” Wen Chengbin said.
The grandmaster squinted and smiled, "Good lad, the grandmaster was right about you."
For the first time, Wen Chengbin received a lecherous gift from his master.
He thought to himself, it's really not easy to exchange more than ten drops of blood for a smile from my master.
Wen Chengjian followed suit, also pricking his finger, collecting the blood in a bottle, and handing it to his master.
When it was Wenwen's turn, she didn't make a move, but said confidently, "Grandmaster, let's try the brothers' first. If it works, we can save the trouble of doing mine, hehehe."
Actually, Wenwen wasn't reluctant to part with that drop of blood; she just felt that the whole thing was a bit inexplicable.
But I can't really explain it, so I'll just call it a sixth sense.
"Alright, let's try these two first." The grandmaster didn't force her.
After speaking, the grandmaster opened the bottle containing Wen Chengbin's blood, used his spiritual power to draw out the blood, and slowly brought it closer to the outline of the large figure.
An astonishing scene suddenly unfolded.
As soon as the blood approached the outline, a suction force instantly drew it in, causing it to flow along the outline. Layers of pale red light appeared, and after a moment, the outline of the large figure solidified, and the time intervals between its appearance and disappearance lengthened.
"It works?" the grandmaster exclaimed in disbelief.
"Continue," the large figure said.
Next, the master drew out the last bit of Wen Chengbin's blood from the bottle and poured it directly into the outline.
Unfortunately, the outline has not changed much since.
This means that the effect of Wen Chengbin's blood is only so-so.
However, there is still a chance.
The grandmaster opened the bottle containing the blood of the Wencheng Sword and, following the previous method, poured the blood into the outline all at once.
As time passed and everyone waited with anticipation, the outline solidified further until it stopped flickering and actually stabilized.
"Master, has it been successful?"
The grandmaster's voice was filled with uncontrollable excitement.
At the same time, everyone's eyes turned to Wenwen.
Wenwen...
What? She can't escape this drop of blood?
She wanted to curse, but couldn't she? It was so strange; was the blood of the Wen family really that useful? Or was it all just a coincidence?
People say that coincidences don't exist, and that everything that is said to be a coincidence has a premise.
Could there be some premeditated scheme behind this?
Wenwen looked at the large figure hovering in the sky. She had questions, but she didn't know whether she should ask them.
Perhaps sensing something from the large figure, a deep and resonant voice rang in their ears.
"Ask anything you want to know."
Since that's the case, it would be a disservice to the drop of blood I'm about to lose if I didn't figure it out.
"May I ask, Celestial Master, why us?" Wenwen asked.
"Because you and I are destined to meet."
Wenwen rolled her eyes inwardly, thinking to herself, "What nonsense about fate. That might fool a child, but if you're going to be so perfunctory, I'll try a different approach."
Why does blood solidify your facial features?
"Because I do not belong to this world, my severe injuries have weakened my soul, and I need blood to replenish it."
Wenwen's eyes lit up as she pressed on, "Then whose blood is effective?"
"...the blood of the strong in this world," the large figure said with a smile.
Is this world inhabited by the blood of the strong?
So, the Wen family are the strongest in this world?
Upon hearing this, Wen Chengjian and Wen Chengbin exchanged a glance, their eyes flashing with shock. Why did this sound so exciting?
Could this be a prophecy from the Celestial Master to the Wen family? Or something else entirely?
The two young men suddenly felt full of energy; this is a typical sign of being fooled.
Wenwen tried hard to stay clear-headed; she couldn't be fooled.
Shaking off her unrealistic fantasies, Wenwen, emboldened by a sudden surge of malice, asked, "What can you give me? Or rather, what can I get in return for this drop of my blood?"
Gaa gaa gaa...
The atmosphere suddenly froze.
Apart from Wenwen, everyone else stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
Grandmaster: Oh dear, this child is truly shameful. I've never seen her so greedy before. Is this the profit-driven nature of a merchant? Does she not want to suffer losses? I really didn't realize she loved money so much. It's truly unbearable to watch.
Ye Jingchuan: He has courage and insight; I am ashamed to admit my inferiority.
Wen Chengjian and Wen Chengbin: Making a deal with a soul? What kind of thought process is that? How can they be so audacious? In a word, they're brave; in two words, they're incredibly brave!
Several people secretly gave Wenwen a thumbs up, praising her!
However, the giant figure of the Celestial Master was not annoyed at all. He slowly descended and stopped in front of the group.
"Come, come, sit down first." Then, the large figure led the small figure to sit down on the ground.
The grandmaster also invited the group to sit down, and the two groups sat facing each other.
The Celestial Master asked, "Tell me, what do you want?"
Without hesitation, Wenwen replied, "Becoming stronger isn't just about me alone."
"The requirements are too formal and not specific enough." The Celestial Master smiled and said, "Becoming stronger is not something that can be achieved overnight; it requires a process and is inseparable from one's own efforts."
That's a good point. Wenwen pondered for a few moments and then asked again, "Then I need opportunities to become stronger, even if it's just a process, as long as there are continuous opportunities. Is this exchange acceptable? Do you agree?"
"No problem," the Taoist priest readily agreed.
"...How much blood do you need?"
Wenwen gritted her teeth and asked the question that worried her. If it was too much, she would have to think about it again. What good would it be if she died from excessive blood loss?
“One drop is enough, hahaha.” The Celestial Master actually laughed.
Hearing that just one drop would suffice, Wenwen patted her chest and said, "Oh, oh, that's good, that's good, hehehe."
The grandmaster glanced at her sideways, thinking to himself that this girl was even more unruly than the boy, actually making outrageous demands. However, the outcome was good; it was a good thing that she hadn't angered the Celestial Master.
The grandmaster spoke up, "Girl, catch it."
As soon as she finished speaking, a bottle appeared in Wenwen's hand.
Unexpectedly, the Celestial Master said, "No need for such trouble, just drip your blood in front of me."
Wenwen stopped dawdling, her spiritual energy transformed into a blade that slid across her fingertips, and as she stretched her hand forward, a drop of blood was immediately absorbed by the Celestial Master.
It is clear that Wenwen is a powerful figure in this world.
Indeed, her cultivation level is the seventh level of Qi Refining, so it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call her a powerful figure in this world.
Visibly, blood began to circulate within the outline of the Celestial Master's body. After a moment, the outline burst forth with a dazzling light. As the light gradually dimmed and disappeared, the Celestial Master's figure was gradually revealed.