Free Web NovelChapter 114: Chapter 106: Blood Race Girl
"What the hell? I run into the weirdest things... Follow me!"
Shen Lang grabbed his blade and charged out. He didn’t stop until he reached a mountain hollow over a hundred meters from the cave.
"This area is full of jagged rocks. Perfect for hiding."
As he spoke, Shen Lang’s hands flashed, tossing out one Spirit Stone after another.
The moment the Spirit Stones hit the ground, they embedded themselves in the earth. In the blink of an eye, he had set up a small Array.
A transparent barrier of light flashed once, then vanished.
"Get inside, crouch down, and don’t make a sound... ’Seriously, why do I always have to spend a fortune whenever I run into a woman?’"
Shen Lang grunted and was the first to step into the corner.
The silver-haired girl had been staring at him in a daze. Now, she watched him walk over, and as soon as he reached the spot enclosed by the Spirit Stones, a faint light flashed, and he vanished into thin air.
’What a masterful Concealing Array!’
Overjoyed, the silver-haired girl no longer hesitated. With a flick of her body, she too entered the Array.
Inside the Array, Shen Lang was sitting cross-legged on the ground, looking up at her with a blank expression.
"Thank you, Sir!"
The silver-haired girl’s pretty face flushed slightly as she sat down beside him.
Shen Lang turned his gaze to the distance. Occasionally, flashes of light from Magic spells would erupt above the distant treetops, but then there was nothing else.
But even as he stared outside, Black and White Qi swirled around his left hand, and his right hand gripped the Celestial Water Blade, ready to strike at a moment’s notice.
’The Blood Race has a pretty rotten reputation. Can’t be too careful...’
In that short moment, a flood of information about the Blood Race from the War Emperor’s memories surfaced in Shen Lang’s mind.
They were a race of legendary evil, native to the Eastern Desolate. The distance from there to the Purple Chu Country in the Western Wilderness Snow Domain was likely twenty or thirty million li!
He never would have thought that despite such a vast distance, he would actually see a member of the Blood Race here in the Western Wilderness!
And she wasn’t even a powerful member of the Blood Race, just a rookie.
The Blood Race was arguably the only race that could be compared to the Witch Race.
It was said that these two races existed even before the Human Race appeared during the Desolate Ancient Era.
In the Ancient Era, the Blood Race was known as Vampires. They were legendary supernatural beings with a history as long as the Dragon Race.
They gained power and prolonged their lives by drinking the blood of humans or other living creatures.
They were born with wings and moved like the wind. Their speed was spectral, making them impossible to defend against.
They also possessed powerful regenerative abilities. Even if beaten half to death, they could recover quickly just by drinking fresh blood, without needing any Elixir Pills.
The Ancient Era was the golden age of the Blood Race.
Back then, they could use a ritual called the "Initial Embrace" to turn humans or Demon Beasts into lesser members of the Blood Race, posing a direct threat to all races on the continent.
As a result, countless races, united under the Human Race and the Demon Race, waged a great war against the Blood Race, nearly wiping them out.
In that war, the Demon Race of the Demon Realm intervened, luring out the Blood Race’s progenitor, the Blood Ancestor, at a critical moment. The Blood Ancestor fell, and the Blood Race suffered a crushing defeat.
Afterward, the remaining members of the Blood Race were all imprisoned.
Later, through the joint efforts of several major races, a medicine was developed that disrupted the Blood Race’s "Initial Embrace" ritual. From then on, this race, which had once made others tremble in fear at its name, finally went into decline, never to recover.
Countless years passed. The Blood Race never regained its former glory, and no member of the Blood Race ever used the "Initial Embrace" to turn other creatures into their kind again.
The greatest threat on the continent, aside from the Demon Race, was finally eliminated.
Today, the Blood Race’s population is sparse, and they have integrated into the continent.
Although many still ostracize them, in many Empires and dynasties, quite a few members of the Blood Race have appeared as nobles or poets, living alongside the Human Race or the Demon Race.
As for the supposedly fallen Blood Ancestor, others might not know the truth, but the War Emperor, as the Master of War God Hall, knew a great deal.
In fact, within Shen Lang’s memories, there was even a massive plan by the War God Hall targeting the Blood Ancestor.
This was because tens of thousands of years ago, the War God Hall had already confirmed that the Blood Ancestor never died at all!
However, a revelation that could shake the entire continent held little value in Shen Lang’s eyes.
’So what if I inherited the War Emperor’s legacy?’
’Whether that old ghost, the Blood Ancestor, is dead or not, what the hell does that have to do with me?’
’Instead of worrying about some old ghost, I should be more concerned with this little Blood Race girl who popped out of nowhere.’
Shen Lang couldn’t help but glance at the silver-haired girl beside him.
He saw her weeping as she spoke, "Sir, I... I’m injured... This bleeding, I can’t stop the blood. Those villains coated their weapons with Returning Evil Powder when they cut my wing. It’s preventing my wound from healing, and it just keeps bleeding. If this goes on, I’m afraid I’ll bleed to death. What should I do?"
Shen Lang’s gaze sharpened, and he couldn’t help but turn to face her. "Returning Evil Powder? That stuff isn’t just for your Blood Race. If a Human Race Martial Artist encounters it, their wounds will bleed continuously too."
The silver-haired girl was looking at him pitifully, sobbing softly.
The sight was enough to soften a heart of stone, to melt the hardest steel...
’Damn, I can’t believe my eyes! To think I’d run into the Blood Race in a place like this!’
Shen Lang took a deep breath and centered himself. His gaze immediately became focused and incomparably clear.
His eyes fell upon the young Blood Race woman’s wound.
A gruesome wound ran from the silver-haired girl’s right side all the way back to her wing. It was a shocking sight!
Although the wound wasn’t deep, it wouldn’t stop bleeding.
Before, the silver-haired girl had no choice but to press a handkerchief to the wound to keep the blood from dripping.
Now that the handkerchief was completely soaked, she had been forced to take off her clothes and use them to cover half the wound.
’Is the Blood Race that poor? Would it kill her to bring a change of clothes...’
Shen Lang pondered for a moment, then with a flick of his left wrist, he produced seven or eight bottles and jars.
He then took out the medicinal powders from each container and sprinkled them one by one onto the silver-haired girl’s wound.
"Ngh..."
As the powders fell, the wound immediately began to change, slowly starting to scab over.
However, some of the ingredients seemed to cause an unbearable itch, and the silver-haired girl had to grit her teeth to endure it.
Once all the powder was applied to the wound, Shen Lang pinched his fingers together and produced nine silver needles.
The silver-haired girl jumped in fright when she saw the faintly gleaming silver needles and pleaded, "Sir, can you not use needles? I’m scared!"
"Shut up. I’m using these to stop the bleeding and heal your wound!"
As he spoke, Shen Lang’s hands moved with incredible speed, inserting the silver needles into the silver-haired girl’s body one by one.
"Could you be a little gentler, then?" the silver-haired girl asked pitifully.
"..."
"Sir, the veins on your face are bulging. Are you a little nervous? You’re the one sticking me with needles, but I’m the one in pain! It’s okay, take your time. We have all night..."
"Just shut up! What kind of nonsense are you spouting? Does everyone in your Blood Race talk like this? I’m not thinking about anything else. I’m just trying to stop your bleeding!"
Shen Lang said irritably, "There. This technique is a bit troublesome, but a little Returning Evil Powder is nothing to worry about. Now, conceal your aura and stop talking. The people hunting you might be nearby!"
Startled, the silver-haired girl began circulating her Spiritual Power to conceal her aura while curiously looking at the silver needles stuck in her body.
Returning Evil Powder was an incredibly sinister substance. If applied to a weapon before a fight, it would prevent an opponent’s wounds from healing and cause them to bleed for a long time.
Without the right Spirit Medicine to stop the bleeding, anyone afflicted by it would be defeated without a fight after a short period of time.
Unlike ordinary poisons, Returning Evil Powder couldn’t be expelled by Cultivating.
Not only was it colorless and odorless, but once it entered the body, it would paralyze the meridians and disrupt the flow of Spiritual Power. It was as difficult to remove as a cancer clinging to the bone, a substance whose name alone inspired fear.
’She never expected this strange young man to neutralize it so easily...’
Meanwhile, Shen Lang frowned as he examined the silver-haired girl’s wound. He sighed internally, then took a loose-fitting robe from his Sumeru Ring and tossed it to her.
"The wound is fine now. With your Blood Race Physique, it should be completely healed in a few days. Put this on."
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A faint blush appeared on the silver-haired girl’s pale face as she took the black robe and put it on.
A moment later, voices were suddenly heard outside the cave. Three men with long, flowing beards descended from the sky, hovering about thirty meters away from the cave entrance.
A pair of transparent wings of light beat slowly behind each of the three men, looking remarkably conspicuous in the night sky.
’Spiritual Wings!’
’Goddammit! Who the hell did this woman piss off? They even sent Xuanwu Realm Powerhouses! This is big trouble...’
