I Have an Omen System

Chapter 397: Chapter 249: Hundred-Patch Blood Robe (Part 2)

However, you can’t make bricks without straw.

Condensing True Blood required a large amount of high-quality Ten Thousand Spirits Essence Blood—the higher the tier, the better.

’This is where being a Demon Child finally comes in handy.’

Qin Xuan’s first thought was to take advantage of his position.

He summoned his subordinate, Zhao Youliang, and ordered him to collect blood.

"Demon Prince, do you want human blood, Demon Blood, or..." Zhao Youliang asked.

Qin Xuan casually tossed the Demon Child Token to Zhao Youliang and chuckled. "It doesn’t matter. As long as their Cultivation is high and the blood is rich with Spiritual Qi, I’ll leave the rest to you. You have full authority."

"As you command!" Zhao Youliang accepted the Demon Order excitedly, trembling all over.

The implications of that statement were immense; it was as if he had been granted the Demon Child’s own authority!

...

「One month later.」

Qin Xuan frowned slightly as he looked at the bottles and jars before him. They were filled with dark red blood, a chaotic mixture of Demonic Essence, True Essence, Demon Power, and all sorts of Spiritual Qi.

Zhao Youliang had done his best, but his own strength was ultimately limited.

After a month of frantic work, most of what he’d brought back was Foundation Establishment Spiritual Blood.

The most abundant was Tier Two Top Grade Demon Beast Essence Blood, which filled more than ten jade vials and gave off a pungent, metallic stench.

As for Tier Three Demon Beast Essence Blood, equivalent to the Golden Core Stage, there was barely any—only half a small vial, and even that was a lucky find.

Staring at this drop in the bucket, Qin Xuan grew worried.

’It’s only been a month, and the efficiency is too low. This will never be enough to meet the quality demands of the Giant Spirit Blood Refining Chapter.’

Qin Xuan was lost in thought.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck, and he remembered the little ones being raised inside the Black Flood Dragon’s Reverse Scale.

’How could I have forgotten about them!’

Qin Xuan let out a sinister laugh. The first victim was the Purple Extreme Thunder Eagle.

The little guy now had a wingspan of nearly ten feet, its feathers a magnificent purplish-gold. Arcs of electricity danced across its wings, giving it an exceptionally majestic air.

Its tier was extremely high, only a step away from Tier Three.

The Purple Extreme Thunder Eagle seemed to sense something. It tilted its head and let out two chirps, "CHIRP CHIRP," as if asking what its master wanted.

"Little Zi, my dear, I’m cultivating a Divine Technique and need to borrow a few drops of your Essence Blood. It won’t harm your vitality much, and I’ll compensate you with three Spirit Feeding Pills afterward. How about it?"

Qin Xuan did his best to keep his tone gentle.

"SCREE?"

The Purple Extreme Thunder Eagle tilted its head even further, seemingly weighing its options.

In the end, its instinctual craving for the Spirit Feeding Pills overcame its unease, and it obediently extended a claw covered in purple scales.

From the center of its talon, Qin Xuan forced out three drops of purplish-gold Essence Blood that contained faint traces of lightning.

As the Essence Blood left its body, the Purple Extreme Thunder Eagle’s aura visibly weakened for a moment.

It let out a somewhat aggrieved "CHIRP," looking at Qin Xuan with pleading eyes.

Qin Xuan immediately made good on his promise, feeding it three plump, round Spirit Feeding Pills that smelled strongly of medicinal herbs.

Only then did the little guy peck Qin Xuan’s palm contentedly before flying off to the side to absorb the pill’s medicinal power.

Next up was the Longevity Spirit Turtle.

The little turtle’s shell was now the size of a millstone. The patterns on it had grown more ancient and profound, and it emanated a rich aura of life. Its tier was similarly extraordinary.

Qin Xuan used the same tactic. "Er Hei, how about you contribute a few drops of Essence Blood? Three Spirit Feeding Pills for you, too."

The Longevity Spirit Turtle blinked its beady eyes and slowly stretched out its head, giving him a look that seemed to say, ’Be gentle.’

After taking three drops of vibrant, emerald-green Essence Blood brimming with vitality, Qin Xuan fed it the Pills as well.

The Longevity Spirit Turtle swallowed the Pills, retracted its head and limbs into its shell, and fell into a deep sleep to digest them.

’Such pure Demon Blood. Truly worthy of a descendant of a Tier Five, Nascent Soul-level Royal Great Demon.’

A sharp glint flashed in Qin Xuan’s eyes.

After consuming the Essence Blood from the two beasts, Qin Xuan’s skin turned an unnatural, bloody red, and his veins bulged violently.

After several days of Refinement, the results were remarkable. He had successfully condensed the first drop of Giant Spirit True Blood in the core of his heart!

The drop of True Blood was pale gold, like molten liquid gold, and it pulsed slowly within his heart.

The moment the True Blood formed, Qin Xuan felt an immense power surge from his heart and spread throughout his body.

CRACKLE!

He threw a casual punch, and his bones crackled like popping beans. With his Physical Strength alone, he shattered a hard block of Obsidian dozens of feet away.

’My Physical Strength has increased by more than thirty percent!’

Qin Xuan was overjoyed.

However, cultivating the Giant Spirit Blood Refining Chapter could not be accomplished overnight, and its demand for high-quality Essence Blood was immense.

But when he reached his "Demon Claws" toward the two beasts a second and third time...

"SCREEE!!"

The Purple Extreme Thunder Eagle’s feathers bristled in terror. It transformed into a streak of purple lightning and shot to the farthest corner of the Cave Mansion, refusing to come any closer no matter what.

The Longevity Spirit Turtle was even more direct. The moment it saw Qin Xuan approach, it would—SWISH!—retract its entire body into its shell.

No matter how Qin Xuan knocked on the shell, it refused to move a muscle, committed to playing dead.

Qin Xuan looked at these two ungrateful little guys, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

It wasn’t that he couldn’t take their blood by force, but doing so would damage their core essence, which wasn’t a sustainable solution.

’Ah, forget it.’

Qin Xuan shook his head helplessly, his gaze turning greedily toward a corner deep within the Cave Mansion that was sealed by heavy Restrictions.

But after just one glance, Qin Xuan immediately dismissed the thought.

’Sigh... Da Hei, if only your tier were a little lower.’

Sleeping in the corner was none other than the Tier Five Juvenile Demon Beast with the direct bloodline of the Dragon Lord: the Black-Horned Young Flood Dragon!

Its Essence Blood was undoubtedly one of the greatest Treasures of Heaven and Earth.

A Tier Five Demon Beast was an existence on par with a Nascent Soul Demon Monarch.

Even though it was just a juvenile, if he tried to forcibly draw and refine its blood, the backlash would likely incinerate him on the spot.

However, what surprised Qin Xuan was that ten years had passed since his journey to the Dragon Palace.

This Black-Horned Young Flood Dragon had been sleeping almost the entire time. Its aura was deep and immense, yet its size and appearance hadn’t changed in the slightest, as if time had stood still for it.