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Chapter 311 - 190 Blood Bag_3
Chapter 311: 190 Blood Bag_3
Fang Zhixing thought for a moment and asked, "Does the leech larva grow up and produce blood bags?"
"No!"
Ling Zhaoyong shook his head and said, "As long as there is a sufficient supply of blood, and the leech larva is well-fed, it can form a blood bag within two or three days. Of course, the leech is too small, and the blood bags it forms are small as well, not suitable for consumption."
Fang Zhixing understood and pondered before saying, "Junior has a rather presumptuous request and hopes that Senior Ling can accommodate it."
Hearing this, Ling Zhaoyong’s brow furrowed with a hint of dissatisfaction as he indifferently said, "Hmm, let me hear it."
Fang Zhixing hurriedly said, "I am very eager to witness the ’Heavenly Net Holy Blood Book’; could you demonstrate it for me?"
Ling Zhaoyong was stunned for a moment and then snorted, "What’s so difficult about that? I’ll demonstrate it for you right now."
He took off his coat, his body flickered, and he moved to an open space in the courtyard, readying his stance.
His fists darted and sleeves gathered, with his chest bare and back arched, head lifted channeling power, hands raised straining, a fierce wind was born, majestic and imposing.
A series of strange and powerful movements were displayed, Unrivaled Strength evident, with an extraordinary force.
Fang Zhixing was so intrigued that he couldn’t tear himself away.
Not knowing how much time had passed, Ling Zhaoyong slowly ended his demonstration.
[3,Observation of a Five Beasts Realm Martial Artist demonstrating the Heavenly Net Holy Blood Book one time (Completed)]
[You have mastered two Mysterious Turtle Series Techniques; do you wish to integrate them?]
Strength, agility, resilience, all three attributes were completely integrated.
Only defense remained!
Fang Zhixing did not rush and stood up to praise, "Senior is vigorous in his old age, Junior admires you greatly."
Ling Zhaoyong took a few deep breaths and waved his hand, saying, "No one can stay young forever; I’m no longer as strong as I once was."
Fang Zhixing asked, "Junior is a man of his word; I shall begin raising the leech larva for you immediately. Where should I start? What would be best?"
Ling Zhaoyong replied, "Come, come, come, I will teach you personally, it’s not difficult, you’ll learn it in no time."
Soon, he brought over a silver basin.
Fang Zhixing peered into it and saw tiny, rice grain-sized insect eggs within, dark green in color, with a sticky surface and slight writhing movements.
Ling Zhaoyong explained, "Leech larvae cannot eat meat; blood is like their mother’s milk to them; you’ll have to feed them with blood drops."
Taking up a leather bag, he cautioned, "The blood must be fresh, and warm blood is the best, so you need to go to the market every morning, noon, and evening to buy freshly slain mutant beast blood."
Fang Zhixing replied, "Do not worry, Senior, I have made note of it."
"Good!"
Ling Zhaoyong was overjoyed and said, "You should stay here with me. In a bit, I’ll clear out a room for you, and I’ll provide meals as well. If there’s anything you wish to eat, feel free to tell me in advance."
Fang Zhixing quickly said, "Junior isn’t picky about food; whatever you prepare will be fine."
And so, they happily came to a decision.
The evening seemed to pass quickly.
Ling Zhaoyong went out for a while, and when he returned, he was carrying a jar of wine, a beggars’ chicken, and several substantial dishes.
"Come, come, come, it’s time for dinner."
Ling Zhaoyong warmly invited with a call and set up a table in the courtyard.
Fang Zhixing took a seat, received the jar of wine, and poured two large bowls full.
"Here, Senior, I toast to you!"
Fang Zhixing lifted his bowl and clinked it with the other.
"Good, bottoms up!" Ling Zhaoyong laughed heartily, lifted his bowl, and drained it in one gulp, then sighed, "I’m used to living alone; it’s been a long time since I’ve had company for a drink. Let’s thoroughly enjoy ourselves today."
Fang Zhixing also drained his bowl and continued, "Junior will keep you company to the end."
The two of them ate and drank, enjoying the meal.
Before they knew it, three rounds of drinks had passed.
Suddenly, Fang Zhixing’s vision began to sway, the world seemed to spin around him, and he felt dizzy and bloated in his head.
He abruptly raised his head, stared at Ling Zhaoyong, and said in astonishment, "There’s something in this wine... "
Ling Zhaoyong tsk-tsk laughed and said, "I drugged it. Ah, young man, you are still far too naive!"
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