The injuries Zhang Ruochen had received were indeed quite serious, and even after taking the Withered Wood Pill, it took about two days to heal.
Next, Zhang Ruochen decided to go into seclusion for a period of time, going all out to raise his cultivation.
“The thirty-six orifices in the chest and abdomen have all been opened, we only need to refine the divine blood or refine the White Tiger Divine Dew to sanctify the orifices. Once the thirty-six orifices are sanctified, the strength of the fleshly body will definitely become even stronger.”
Refining divine blood and refining White Tiger Divine Dew could both temper the fleshly body and sanctify the orifices, but of course, there were some differences between the two.
Divine blood contained a majestic divine power, along with a huge blood qi.
By refining divine blood, not only could one sanctify the orifices, but one could also absorb the cultivation insights of the deity, thus raising one’s cultivation level.
Comparatively speaking, the power contained in the White Tiger Divine Dew was even more pure than divine blood, and although it could only be used to sanctify the orifices and temper the flesh, it was a little easier to absorb.
“At this stage, I must raise my cultivation as soon as possible, it’s still best to refine the divine blood.”
Zhang Ruochen took out a jar of divine blood and placed it in front of him, his hands emitted white holy light and struck it into the wooden jar.
“Wow…”
Nearly a thousand drops of divine blood flew out of the wooden jar, emitting an incomparably powerful divine aura, much like a bright blood-coloured star, hanging above Zhang Ruochen’s head.
The blood light emanating from the divine blood carried an extremely thin silk thread that emanated outwards, connecting with the other divine blood and completely enveloping the space in a hundred feet radius.
Those threads were actually the rules contained in the divine blood.
It was because the divine blood contained very complex rules that a cultivator’s cultivation would undergo a significant increase after refining the divine blood.
Zhang Ruochen operated the sixth layer of the Nine Heavenly Bright Emperor Sutra, and all 100,000 pores on his body opened up as he began to gulp in the power emanating from the divine blood.
Right now, Zhang Ruochen’s cultivation level was only at the early stage of the seventh stage Half-Saint, and there was still a lot of room for improvement.
Three months passed quickly.
The thirty-six Orifices distributed within Zhang Ruochen’s waist and abdomen region were all sanctified, and, connected with the thirty-six Orifices in his arms, forming a circulatory system.
“Wow.”
The blood flowed swiftly for one circumference, and instantly, all seventy-two orifices in the waist, abdomen, and both arms emitted white light.
“One hundred and forty-four orifices in the human body, seventy-two orifices have already been sanctified, even if I don’t operate my Saint Qi, with my current physical strength, I should be able to fight against an average Ninth Order Half-Saint with my bare hands.”
The clothes on Zhang Ruochen’s body had long since been burnt, baring the upper half of his body, revealing a very well-proportioned figure with a noticeable but not exaggerated muscle mass.
Light emanated from his back, chest, abdomen, and arms, connecting into a mesh, forming a rather bizarre pattern.
Sanctifying the thirty-six orifices on his chest and abdomen, Zhang Ruochen refined a total of more than two thousand drops of divine blood, directly raising his realm, to the peak of a Seventh Order Half Saint.
If it wasn’t for the fact that there was a clear demarcation line between a Seventh Order Half-Saint and an Eighth Order Half-Saint, with Zhang Ruochen absorbing such a huge amount of divine blood, he would have been able to break through to an Eighth Order Half-Saint.
Right now, he was stuck at the realm of Seventh Order Half-Saint, his entire being was like a blazing furnace, the enormous power within his body had no place to vent, running around and rampaging, bloating to the extreme, as if it was going to burst his body into flames.
In such a situation, it was necessary to immediately swallow the Eighth Grade Sacred Elemental Pill and impact the Eighth Order Half-Saint to dissolve the expanding power within his body by breaking through the realm.
Of course, there was another way, and that was to break the barrier of the realm through a fierce battle, thus impacting the Eighth Order Half-Saint and consuming the raging power within his body.
Both methods, in fact, required breaking through the realm.
Only, while the former was relatively softer, the latter was a rigid means that required one to break through the shackles of the realm by constantly stimulating oneself and squeezing oneself.
“Since there is no eighth-grade Sacred Elemental Pill, it seems that we can only choose the second method.”Zhang Ruochen said to himself.
Battle.
It had to be a battle.
Since it was going to be a fierce battle, naturally, he had to choose a powerful opponent, otherwise, he would not be able to achieve the purpose of forcing himself.
Zhang Ruochen thought carefully, and in the end, he decided to choose that prince of the Qingtian Clan as a whetstone for his promotion to Eighth Order Half Saint.
Half an hour later, Zhang Ruochen brought Qing Mo and walked out of the Qiankun Divine Wood Diagram, travelling towards the outer edge of the blood-red Gobi.
As for the other cultivators, they were still cultivating inside the diagram world, striving to raise their cultivation levels.
Qing Mo’s face was exceptionally beautiful, looking only about ten years old, much like a budding little girl.
Above her glistening white face, she revealed a timid appearance as she asked worriedly, “Sir Zhang, would it be too dangerous for you to really go alone to search for the Immortal Blood Clan of the Qingtian Clan?”
“If it’s not dangerous, I won’t go!”
Knowing that this trip was quite dangerous, Zhang Ruochen acted rather blandly, with a very relaxed smile on his face.
If it wasn’t dangerous, how could one force himself, thus impacting the realm of an Eighth Order Half-Saint?
In fact, there was always a risk in doing anything, depending on the reward for doing it, was it able to attract you to take the risk?
Obviously, as long as one was able to impact to the realm of the Eighth Order Half Saint, even if the risk was great, it was still worth trying.
All along, the Immortal Blood Clan had been hiding in the shadows, pushing the conflict between the human race and the savage beasts, thus collecting a constant stream of high grade blood.
How could there be such a cheap thing under the sky?
This time, Zhang Ruochen decided to take the initiative, even if he couldn’t shake the Qingtian Clan with his strength alone. However, Zhang Ruochen had to at least force them into the open and could not let them continue to hide in the shadows and reap the benefits.
Qing Mo lowered her head, gently biting her lip as she said, ”The Qingtian Tribe’s experts are like a dragon’s lair, even an Ancient Sect wouldn’t dare to collide with them head on. We’re just two people, aren’t we going to send them to their deaths? It’s really too dangerous, let’s just go back! If Her Highness the County Lord knew that I took you to the Qingtian Tribe’s camp, she would definitely beat me to death.”
A strange look appeared in Zhang Ruochen’s eyes as he stopped and gazed carefully at Qing Mo.
Qing Mo’s eyes touched Zhang Ruochen’s eyes and appeared a bit weak, immediately averting her gaze, saying, “What …… is wrong with …… Mr Zhang?”
Zhang Ruochen revealed a puzzled expression and said, “You are a Green Ink Sacred Vine that has grown for 40,000 years and your cultivation is still above Senior Sister Huang, even if she brought you to the Kunlun Realm, there’s no need for you to be so afraid of her, right? Aren’t you guys on equal footing?”
One must know that the cultivation realm possessed by the Green Ink Sacred Vine that had grown for 40,000 years was by no means as simple as a Lower Realm Saint.
Even if Qing Mo rarely came into contact with people and was relatively timid, she wasn’t that afraid of a Half Saint, right?
Qing Mo’s fingers kept tugging at the corner of her coat, extraordinarily nervous, muttering, “Which is afraid, I …… just think that she will definitely be very worried if we go behind her back to do something so dangerous.”
“If you don’t say it and I don’t say it, how would she know?”Zhang Ruochen smiled.
Qing Mo’s spiritual sense was very amazing, she could sense some of the subtlest clues, and only by bringing her along could she find the camp of the Immortal Blood Clan.
Qing Mo did not disappoint Zhang Ruochen, and it only took her a day to find the oasis where the Qingtian Clan was hiding.
There was a formation master in the Qingtian Clan who had set up a huge concealment formation that completely shrouded the entire oasis.
Even with Zhang Ruochen’s spiritual power, it was only when he walked close to the oasis that he discovered some traces left behind by the other party’s arrangement of the formation.
“In Zhang **** oasis, there are attack formations laid out, it’s quite dangerous …… We’d better go back!”Qing Mo was a little scared, worried about accidents.
Zhang Ruochen asked, “Since, you are able to see through the formation inscriptions of the attack formations, you should be able to crack the formations as well, right?”
Qing Mo nodded and shook his head again.
“What exactly do you mean?”
Zhang Ruochen felt puzzled, not knowing whether she could break the formation or not.
Qing Mo eventually nodded and said, “I have mastered a flame that can be used to start a fire for cooking, as well as burning and refining formation inscriptions, directly refining the formation into a gaseous state.”
After a pause, she added, “Theoretically, yes, but, I’ve never tried it.”
Zhang Ruochen always felt that Qing Mo was even more unreliable than Little Black, and was worried that she would drop the ball at a critical moment, so he asked, “What kind of flame have you mastered?”
Qing Mo stretched out a small, jade-white hand with five snowy onion-like slender fingers, slowly unfolding them, and in the centre of her palm, a green-coloured flame emerged.
Just as the flame emerged, Zhang Ruochen felt an extremely dangerous aura, and the hairs on his body stood up in an instant, instinctively taking a step back.
The temperature of the flames was, in fact, not that high, however, the dangerous aura gave one the creeps.
“Infinite Holy Flame.”
Zhang Ruochen was quite surprised and had to re-examine, the seemingly clueless young girl in front of him.
Legend had it that the Infinite Sacred Flame was capable of burning to death Saints and melting Thousand Stripe Sacred Artifacts, and it was definitely quite a rare flame.
For a seemingly soft and weak young girl to be able to master such a terrifying flame, and to be able to take the flame into her body, how could one not be surprised?
What was even more incomprehensible to Zhang Ruochen was that she was actually just using the Immeasurable Holy Flame to make fire for cooking.
Since she had mastered the Infinite Sacred Flame, it was naturally not difficult for Qing Mo to break the attack formations in the oasis.
In fact, Zhang Ruochen’s spatial power was also able to break the formation, only that once he was caught into the formation, anything could happen and he might not be able to react in time.
Qing Mo stayed outside of the oasis and might be able to help him at the critical moment.
At this moment, in the oasis, all the important figures of the Green Heaven Tribe, all of them were gathered underneath an ancient golden tree, discussing some important matters.
The Prince of Green Heaven was sitting at the topmost seat, neatly dressed, handsome and godlike, with a noble and elegant temperament.
That kind of aura could only be possessed by a true superior.
Princess Flameheart, Zotian Blood Saint, Chang Wan, Ghost Mist, and some of the Immortal Blood Race’s Ninth Order Half-Saints all stood on the sides below Prince Qing Tian.
None of the people present were weak, and in the Kunlun Realm, they were all great figures of great prestige, yet none of them dared to look directly at Prince Qing Tian.
Prince Qing Tian’s strength was too terrifying, one or two levels above them.
Prince Qing Tian’s gaze was the first to stare at Ghost Mist, saying, “Ghost Mist, your injuries have been healed, right?”
“Taking the Sacred Blood Pill bestowed by Your Highness the Crown Prince, not only has my subordinate’s injuries been healed, my realm seems to have improved a bit as well.”Ghost Mist was quite respectful to Prince Qing Tian, clasping his hands and saluting above.
Immediately after, Ghost Mist added, “Although, my subordinate failed in this operation, I still managed to find out some of Zhang Ruochen’s details. By his side, there are at least four Beast King level powerhouses, and he definitely holds a huge power.”
Prince Qingtian’s eyes, radiating a radiant light, said, “Could it be that he really was the crown prince of the Sacred Brightness Central Empire eight hundred years ago, and has already recruited his old troops from the past to his side?”
The Immortal Blood Race and the Saint Ming Central Empire could be described as having a deep-seated enmity, and back then, if it wasn’t because of Emperor Ming, how could the Immortal Blood Race have been sealed on top of an isolated island, spending eight hundred years of long, dark days?
Thus, hearing Ghost Mist’s words, Prince Qing Tian was so concerned.
Princess Flameheart’s fingers, gently stroking the tips of her long scarlet hair, smiled charmingly, ”Wouldn’t it be better if he really is the Sacred Brightness Crown Prince? This Princess would be just the right person to capture him, suck his blood dry one bite at a time, and seize his Five Elements Chaotic Body and Divine Fate. Hehe.”
Princess Flameheart’s voice, soft and melodious, was full of seductiveness.
The Immortal Blood Race experts present looked at her absolutely beautiful face, dimpled figure, snow-white skin, and hearing such a seductive voice, all of them experienced a biological .Reason reacted, and an evil fire rose in their bellies.
