My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 237 - 235: Sacred Blood Rebirth_1

Chapter 237: Chapter 235: Sacred Blood Rebirth_1

Now, Elder Brother was getting a bit unfamiliar with Brother’s body — if it were still in their childhood when Owen Bertram would always attach himself to Brother’s body to search for pearls in the river, this issue wouldn’t arise. However, as Brother grew up, Elder Brother’s possession incidents decreased – so when Owen Bertram exerted his strength, he didn’t completely snap the stone pillar in the middle; instead, he slipped at an angle, applying an upward force. The base of the stone pillar gently swayed, seemingly about to loosen and be pulled out of the lake bottom!

Owen Bertram hesitated for a moment and tried to shake the stone pillar again, making it even looser.

"Could it be... this thing is a plug keeping something from escaping below? What if I pull it out..."

Owen Bertram let his imagination run wild for a moment, finally deciding to pull it out and take a look.

He exerted his strength upwards; this was Brother’s power alone. It would be impossible for another three-Tire Demon Beast to achieve this.

The stone pillar was slowly raised from the bottom of the lake, its top already above the surface. A moment later, Owen Bertram felt lighter as the stone pillar had been pulled out entirely.

He immediately stared at the lake bottom, and the hole left by the stone pillar was quickly filled with magma without any strange ancient objects running out.

Elder Brother let out a sigh of relief and took a look at the stone pillar on the lake surface: it was seventy to eighty feet long and overall rather "slender."

Thicker at both ends and thinner in the middle, the upper end had already been gnawed by the Element-devouring Bees beyond recognition. But the lower end... Owen Bertram inspected it closely, then blew on his whisker: "Is this a bone?!"

This shape was too similar to a bone, but what creature did such a huge bone come from?

The higher the Tire of a Demon Beast, the larger the body would be. A bone that was seventy to eighty feet long and clearly one of the thinner bones in the body... the owner’s body should be more than a hundred feet long, similar to those giant beasts in Burning Hillock!

Owen Bertram could now deduce that the giant beasts heading towards Burning Hillock in the latter half of the night were all at least Tire-7, and some of those that impressed him might even be Tire-8 or Tire-9!

Moreover, even the skeletons of powerful Demon Beasts should have melted away in the magma after so many years.

"The Element-devouring Bees abandoned Bamboo Slope to come here, indicating that this bone is more precious than the treasure mine."

"But that’s not right. The Element-devouring Bees didn’t even completely gnaw one end of the bone. How could they build such a large beehive?"

A series of questions emerged, causing Owen Bertram to shake his head gently and have Brother hold the bone as they passed through the water wall.

This place wasn’t suitable for Brother to explore personally as the risks were too high, so Owen planned to send in the Mechanical Dao Soldiers later. Other than himself and the Element-devouring Bees, no one knew about this place, so it was still safe for now.

However, after a moment, he came back, opened his mouth, and sucked some magma in before turning around - this time he really left.

The return journey was somewhat strenuous as the bone was too long. It took several attempts for Owen Bertram to pass through the narrow underwater cave passages.

It took him more than one Shichen (two hours) before he emerged from the river. Then, he personally dragged the bone ashore. Brother regained control of his own body, glanced at Elder Brother in a daze, and sank back to the bottom of the water.

Owen Bertram hastily shouted, "Wait!"

He took out Joseph Gourd from his sleeve, shook it, and asked, "Do you think this liquid is useful?"

Little Loach reluctantly opened its mouth, still containing some magma in it.

"Please let go, Master, so I can go and take a look."

Owen Bertram released his hand, and Joseph Gourd flew up into the air, landing above the magma. Little Loach got impatient and moved a little, its mouth partially closed as Joseph Gourd hung inside it, shivering with fear and pleading repeatedly, "Spare me, I’m a loyal subject!"

Little Loach had never shown any courtesy to these gourds and let out a series of dissatisfied roars from its throat. A Sword Pill and a Fire Pill flickered, urging it to hurry up!

"Alright, alright, I’ll get it done quickly."

Joseph Gourd had initially wanted to perform in front of Master, but now he didn’t dare say anything. With the mouth of the gourd facing downwards, he sucked the magma into himself, shuddering.

That higher being was incredibly cruel!

Intimidating!

But that’s how great beings were; lower creatures were insignificant to them.

Owen Bertram looked at Brother’s condition, feeling a little uneasy about him being alone outside. He took Julian Gourd and put Brother away. Then, from the Storage Brocade Pouch, he released the Divine Heavenly Soldier into the water to guard the entrance of the underwater cave.

At this point, the sky was nearing dusk, so Owen Bertram decided to wait until nightfall to return, as it would be easier to stay hidden.

He had already received David’s message, knowing that David had taken care of things at the George Estate on his behalf.

During this time, Owen Bertram studied the bone.

However, Joseph Gourd cautiously said, "Master, may I have a moment? I have something to report."

Owen Bertram, having no clue, said, "Go ahead."

"The magma Master has given me is extremely precious; it is formed from a very ancient Sacred Blood extracting the essence of a very high-Tire treasure mine.

After my refining, it can eventually transform into a ’Spirit Vein Stone Milk.’ Its function is extremely powerful. Not only can it improve one’s cultivation, but it can also enhance bloodlines and aptitude. Ordinary spiritual medicine does not have this ability..."

Owen Bertram’s face changed: "What did you say? Sacred Blood?"

Joseph Gourd was puzzled: Clearly, the emphasis of his recent speech was on the latter part, and Spirit Vein Stone Milk was a powerful Divine Water that could improve bloodlines and aptitude. Such treasures were hard to find in the Eight Desolates, so why would Master be asking about the Sacred Blood part?

Not daring to not respond, it answered: "Master should know that a long, long time ago..."

"How long?"

"Uh..." Joseph Gourd thought carefully, embarrassed: "I can’t be sure, but it was definitely during the still-intact era of the Eight Desolates."

Owen Bertram nodded and signaled it to continue.

"In that era, a certain cultivation method was very popular: refining bloodlines. It’s said that the various creatures that have been bred today were once descendants of the most ancient Innate Spirits and had their bloodlines. However, these bloodlines have become very diluted.

As long as these bloodlines refinement and strengthening, replacing one’s own mixed bloodlines, one can restore some of the divine power of the Innate Spirits!

So-called Sacred Blood refers to the blood of someone who has cultivated this method and has replaced at least 30% of the Innate Spirit’s bloodlines.

Such Sacred Blood can stay intact for tens or even hundreds of thousands of years, and if there is an opportunity in the future, it can be used for resurrection through the Sacred Blood."