Staying Alive Cautiously in the Celestial Realm and Becoming the Strongest
Chapter 1370 - 1368 Blood Moon (10)

Chapter 1370: Chapter 1368 Blood Moon (10)

The nights in Lande City suddenly became incomparably silent.

The previously bustling streets and night markets were devoid of people, every household had its doors and windows tightly shut, and all the shops had put up their boards at the onset of night, ceasing to operate.

A blood moon rose into the sky, casting its crimson glow over the land, spreading through the city streets and alleys.

All the buildings seemed to be draped in a layer of dark red gauze, with an uneasy atmosphere flowing through the air.

At this time, even the stray cats that loved to hunt at night quietly hid away.

And by midnight, footsteps echoed on the deserted streets.

A team of Night Watchmen dressed in gray robes, armed with swords and guns, walked along the long street, their watchful eyes scanning the surroundings.

The blood-colored moonlight shone upon these Transcendents, only to be blocked by an invisible barrier.

In the apartment, Ronan sat on the edge of the bed, listening to the departing footsteps of the Night Watchmen outside, then got up and went to the window, opening the room’s only window.

The blood-colored moonlight instantly poured in.

Shining on him!

Ronan instinctively squinted his eyes.

In the original memory, there were many rumors about the blood moon, some too terrifying and bizarre to be believed, but many were verifiable truths.

For ordinary people, the light of the blood moon did not have instant lethal power; its terrifying aspect was its ability to affect the body and mind, causing unpredictable mutations.

And any such mutation would remove the victim from the category of "human."

Becoming a monstrosity that must be exterminated!

Of course, short exposure to the blood moon posed no major issues.

But prolonged exposure or frequent exposure made the situation uncertain.

This was the first blood moon period Ronan faced since arriving in this world.

He wanted to personally test the power of the blood moon.

The next moment, Ronan felt a wisp of cold aura stealthily penetrating his clothes, burrowing into his skin.

Simultaneously, he vaguely heard indescribable murmurs, as if an entity was trying to communicate with him, yet he could not discern the content of these words.

Interesting!

Ronan activated his Psychic Power, expelling the cold aura from his body.

Under the protection of spiritual energy, the power of the blood moon could no longer penetrate.

However, as time passed, continuously bathed in the blood-colored moonlight, Ronan sensed an eerie force attempting to invade his Sea of Consciousness through mysterious whispers!

Without hesitation, Ronan summoned the Ancient Taoist Stele hidden in the depths of his Sea of Consciousness.

And the Ancient Taoist Stele did not disappoint him, instantly emerging in his Sea of Consciousness, emitting countless golden rays.

The invasive eerie energy crumbled instantly, annihilated in the golden light.

As expected!

Ronan had long realized that aside from the Cultivation Panel, his greatest cheat was the Ancient Taoist Stele entrenched in his Sea of Consciousness.

It had already fused with Ronan’s Divine Soul, not only could it be summoned in the Lower Realm, but it was also unrestricted by the other-worldly laws, always offering timely help, even assisting in escaping life-threatening situations!

Most importantly, with each descent to the Lower Realm, Ronan could feel the Ancient Taoist Stele recovering and growing stronger.

This ensured that even when at his weakest, his Divine Soul consciousness remained unaffected and unharmed by external forces.

He could repeatedly succeed in exploring the Lower Realm and return with the world’s consciousness, all thanks to the Ancient Taoist Stele!

This time was no exception.

The surprising part for Ronan was that as the Ancient Taoist Stele obliterated the invasive eerie energy, his spiritual power unexpectedly increased a bit, which in turn enhanced his Psychic Power.

Although the enhancement was very slight, it brought him a great surprise!

Because Ronan discovered a shortcut to quickly increase his power.

Originally just intending to personally experience the unique characteristics of the blood moon, with this new discovery, he continued standing at the window bathing in the moonlight, utilizing the Ancient Taoist Stele to refine the eerie energy, strengthening his spiritual power.

It’s said that Bloodkin and Witches can both harness the power of the blood moon for cultivation, or to perform powerful spells and witchcraft.

Ronan’s Way of Transcendence clearly differed entirely from the Transcendents of this world!

He stood at the window for two hours until the blood moon shifted its position in the firmament, no longer casting its rays on him.

In the following days, Ronan spent every night at the window, bathing in the moonlight.

Absorbing the essence of the moon to cultivate spiritual energy.

His progress was quite rapid.

By the night of the fifth day of the blood moon period, Ronan did not return to his apartment but stayed on duty at the police station.

During the blood moon period, the policemen had no patrol duty, so most went home to rest, leaving only a few to guard the station.

The station housed important places like a jail, armory, and archive room, which required someone to take turns overseeing them.

That night, apart from Ronan, three other officers were on duty at the third station.

After all the doors and windows were locked, on the suggestion of an old officer, the four gathered around to play Hessen Cards.

Hessen Cards is similar to poker, with a total of seventy-seven cards. It’s the most popular card game in the Kingdom of Invia, commonly seen in taverns and bars.

Ronan wasn’t originally skilled at this tactical card game, but now his calculation and reasoning abilities far surpassed his prior self, resulting in his coworkers sweating after three rounds.

"Damn it, Ronan, since when did you become so good at cards?"

One officer cursed as he threw down his cards, unwillingly pulling out two Silver Currencies.

He had a good hand and played against Ronan until the end, but still lost.

Ronan grinned as he pocketed the Silver Currency, saying, "I’ve always been lucky."

They were all colleagues, continuously winning wouldn’t be good, so he planned to ease up in the next round to prevent any disagreements from arising from their frustration.

Ronan didn’t need to gamble to earn money.

"I’ll shuffle this round!"

The officer who just lost grabbed the cards on the table, starting to shuffle them.

At that moment, Ronan frowned and said in a low voice, "Did you hear that?"

The three officers at the table froze simultaneously: "Hear what?"

The officer shuffling the cards snickered, "This is no fun; we just started, did you win and want to run?"

Boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, the tightly closed door of the station was suddenly hit fiercely, the heavy boards shook violently, making an unbearable creaking sound.

The three officers’ faces changed drastically, immediately drawing the pistols from their waists.

And at this moment, the door was hit again, abruptly shattering into splinters.

A pitch-black creature roared as it charged in!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The crisp sound of gunfire suddenly rang out inside the station.

The first shot had been fired by Ronan.

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PS: I’ve been busy these past few days; regular updates will resume tomorrow, apologies.