The Journey of Immortal Cultivation
Chapter 193 - 128 Blood Exchange

Chapter 193: Chapter 128 Blood Exchange

He has always been a man of few words. At this moment, he made a hand gesture and slapped each of the four prisoners on their backs. These four, once strong and healthy individuals, especially the two children who were bursting with energy and had been well-nourished for several days, began to convulse. Their faces turned from red to white and then from white to blue. After being slapped, their plump skin began to shrink, exposing blue veins.

Soon, even these veins began to collapse, and their bodies shrank increasingly smaller, appearing as if they had been drained dry.

Changtian said, "Mortals have too little essence blood in their bodies. This Master Fan uses their bodies as cauldrons to condense all their blood into essence blood."

True Master Fan nodded in satisfaction, took out a Jade Dagger, and lightly stabbed it into the heart areas of the four individuals. Strangely, blood did not spurt out as expected. After slapping them on their backs again, only then did a drop of blood slowly seep out from their breastbone.

Normal human blood is red, and poisoned blood might turn black, but this drop of blood had strands of pure gold within it, emitting a strange glow under the torchlight. This was the Lifebound Essence Blood, concentrated from a human’s entire spirit, which once taken, would end that person’s vitality, making recovery impossible.

Seeing this, Ning Xiaoxian gripped her Dagger tightly but dared not make any move. The opponent was too powerful for her.

True Master Fan took out two Jade spoons, and collected the Lifebound Essence Blood from both the adults and the children. Next, he placed Wenger and his son on stone slabs, drew several peculiar talismans on their chests, and similarly stabbed them with the dagger. However, only a cut appeared on their chests without any blood flowing out.

He dropped the adults’ essence blood into Wenger’s chest and the children’s into Wen Liangyu’s. Once the two drops of Lifebound Essence Blood were injected, Wen Liangyu was okay, but Wenger’s complexion turned red, he almost coughed as he arched his back, until True Master Fan smoothly stroked from his throat down to his belly to ease his breath. Ning Xiaoxian thought, it seems he really is too weak for sustenance, without this blood exchange, his life wouldn’t last long.

Changtian explained, "He first used the mortals’ essence blood to strengthen these two. Later, when he begins the casting, they will be able to endure it. Wen Liangyu has demon blood mixed within, which can’t be directly extracted for Wenger’s use, but must be slowly replaced. This Blood Exchange Technique might take about an hour."

Sure enough, True Master Fan leaned over and whispered to Wenger, "The next hour is crucial; you must hold on." He then pricked a tiny hole at their navel areas and took out two very thin transparent tubes, connecting their hearts and navels. Finally, he fed them each a Blood Replenishing Pill, "These will accelerate the circulation of your blood."

Once he finished, the talismans on the chests of Wenger and his son began to emit a silver light. Ning Xiaoxian watched as the blood from Wen Liangyu’s heart flowed towards Wenger’s, and blood from Wenger’s navel began to flow towards his son. She thought angrily, "This is indeed a blood exchange, making it sound mysterious, isn’t it just swapping Wen Liangyu’s entire blood with Wenger’s? These talismans must be driving the direction of the blood flow."

True Master Fan then sat down and closed his eyes, no longer speaking. What he could do had been done, now it was up to the father and son to pass on the blood lineage.

The father and son remained silent. Wen Liangyu looked at his father with a complex expression, but Wenger closed his eyes, unwilling to look at him, either out of disgust or guilt.

As time passed, Wen Liangyu’s complexion turned paler, his chest heaved rapidly, and his breathing became labored; in contrast, Wenger, who usually coughed every now and then, was silent during this period, a smile playing at his lips, seemingly comfortable. It was obvious that the demon blood from Wen Liangyu was beginning to take effect in his father, and so far, there were no adverse effects.

Ning Xiaoxian became anxious, running through several plans in her mind, but rejecting each one. In another 15 minutes, the blood exchange would be completed, and if she didn’t act soon, Wen Liangyu would die. But if she acted now, would she be the first to lose her life?