Repugnant Gateway

Chapter 36

Chapter 36

After Old Huo came in, he seemed to be hesitating, as if he was thinking about what to say.

After finding a safe place to argue, Old Huo always gave An a feeling that he wanted to say something but was hesitant.

He seemed preoccupied, and there was a complex look in his eyes.

“Senior, feel free to speak your mind.”

“I’m listening.”

Old Huo looked at An Zeng, then at the Blood Pearl bracelet on his wrist.

“Arguably … Do you know what that thing is in your hands?”

An Chao nodded, “I got it by accident. There seems to be a type of intelligence in this bead that can tell the holder what it is.”

So I know this thing is called the Blood Pearl bracelet, it’s a purple rank magic item.

“Does Senior know this thing as well?”

Old Huo was silent for a moment, his expression especially solemn. “It really is this thing … The Blood Feather Pearl, I have only heard of it but never seen it with my own eyes.”

If it’s convenient for you, tell me in detail how you got it.

Believe me, this is a matter of life and death for you. ”

Seeing how serious Old Huo was, An Zou could not help but feel a little depressed.

He didn’t want to say anything about the mummified corpse, so all he said was that he had found a medicinal field, a hut, in a hut in the valley.

He found the blood pearl in the hut and put it on just because he thought it was a good thing.

As a result, after wearing it, he wouldn’t be able to take it off.

After hearing this, Old Huo’s expression became a little more relaxed. “If it wasn’t someone else giving it to you, you might have picked it up yourself.”

An Zaiyue’s heart skipped a beat, but his face remained calm. “What do you mean?”

Old Huo walked to the window and stood there for a while before saying, “There was a cruel legend in the past about this blood pearl.”

It was said that the Blood Pearl was not from the human world, but from hell.

When I was in the Starry Night Potion Pavilion, I read a lot of ancient books about ancient divine artifacts.

“According to the ancient records, the blood bead came from a Bodhi tree in the blood pool of hell. It was nourished by the blood.”

“Later, some great cultivators mistakenly entered the Infernal Realm, and seeing how miraculous this Bodhi tree was, they broke its branches and created this blood pearl bracelet.”

After this great cultivator returned to the human world, something happened. He was chased down by his enemies and died at the peak of his life.

“After his descendants obtained this bracelet, from then on … this family will never be revived. All the people who obtained the bracelet, no one will be able to die peacefully.”

“Why is that?”

Old Huo said, “According to the ancient records, the malice of this Blood Culture Pearl lies in the two words, blood culture.

Once the blood bead was recognized as its master, the master would have no choice but to use his own blood to nourish this thing.

You said that when you got the bracelet, something stuck out of the bead and sucked some of the blood... Eighty-nine out of ten, it’s rumored to be true.

Blood cultivation beads required a long period of nourishment from the blood, so the person who wore them would have their bloodline constantly drawn out by the beads.

“If this person can’t maintain his strength, sooner or later his blood will be completely absorbed by the Blood Pearl and he will become a mummy.”

When An Zhe thought of that mummified corpse, his heart became more and more heavy.

Old Huo said, “Speaking of which, as long as it wasn’t given to you by others, it’s better. It’s because there’s an even more vicious attribute to this Blood Cultivation Pearl.”

If the last holder had been drained of blood by the Blood Pearl, if he had been cursed before he died.

“In that case, not only will the next holder use their own blood to nourish the Blood Training Pearl, they will also have to use their own blood to nourish the last holder, a dried corpse.”

“When the mummified corpse obtains the bloodline power of the current holder, it will slowly recover.”

This was the Blood Pearl Curse. It was said that it was a forbidden technique created by the Lord of Hell himself.

“No matter who it is, they will have no choice but to nourish it after wearing the Blood Fang Pearl.”

An Zaixin’s heart instantly sank to the bottom, but he was always unwilling to believe that he had been schemed against.

Although the corpse’s strangeness was like what Old Huo had said, perhaps it was relying on him to return the soul.

But when he saw the mummified corpse, the bracelet was not with him.

Moreover, the first thing the mummy gave him was a necklace, not this bracelet.

Perhaps, it was just a coincidence?

Anjou tried to comfort himself, but found that there was nothing he could do to comfort himself.

It was impossible for Huo to know how he had seen the mummified corpse, so there was no need to invent such a lie to deceive himself.

Before the war began, he was the head of the Hall of Magic. He was experienced and knowledgeable, but his understanding of magic tools was clearly not as good as Old Huo’s many years in the Starry Night Potion Pavilion.

Artistic industry has specialized, Anshou at that time with the offensive power of fierce and let the world fear the wind and fear.

And for a person like Lao Huo, his understanding of magical equipment naturally couldn’t be compared to others.

“You should pay more attention in the future.”

After being silent for a while, Old Huo said, “If … if you feel that your bloodline is always in a weakened state, and that you are always feeling very tired, then you should prepare for it.”

As the wearer’s strength increases, the power of the Blood Training Pearl increases. However, the stronger the pearl is, the more blood it will absorb.

“If you have the previous possessor’s spell, then your blood will be lost very quickly.”

An Zaixin tried his best to ask calmly, “Is there a way to solve this problem?”

Old Huo looked at An He and said, “No, even if you cut off this arm and throw the blood pearl to the ends of the earth.”

It’s still absorbing your blood all the time, even if you’re thousands of miles away from the bead.

Because the blood has already been pricked at that time, it and your blood veins are interconnected... can’t be untied.

“Only when you are almost sucked into a mummy will you be able to activate the curse and pass it on to the next holder.”

“And then there’s that.”

Old Huo’s reply was as if he was comforting Huo, “Improve yourself as soon as possible, and always keep your blood and Qi in an adequate condition.”

That is to say, your rate of becoming stronger must be much faster than the Blood Culture Pearl.

As long as you can always satisfy the blood supply of the bead without harming your body, it’s fine.

“There is another way, if you don’t become stronger, and keep yourself at your current level, then the blood demand of the Bodily Training Pearl will be very small.”

“Provided that the last holder is not cursed.

If so, your blood will be sucked dry quickly.

“Let me ask you, did you see any mummified corpses near the Blood Pearl?”

An Zeng opened his mouth, “No.”

Huo Old Man looked at An Zaihai with doubt in his eyes. He then sighed, “I hope it’s alright. It’s fine if you pay more attention to yourself.”

“Right now, there’s no way to remove the Blood Pearl from your wrist. The only thing I hope for is that the demand for the bead is not that big.”

An Zeng forced a smile. “Perhaps my speed of becoming stronger is much faster than it is.”

Old Huo was silent for a long time, then he turned around and walked out.

He knew that Old Huo couldn’t find any words to comfort him.

His current cultivation potential was at half a star, and he wanted to quickly increase his own strength?

It’s just a dream.

For a long time after Haugh left, the struggle was in a state of anxiety and heaviness.

He knew that Old Huo wouldn’t lie to him, because he didn’t need to.

An Zaiyue wouldn’t suspect an old man who gifted him the Purple rank Heaven Defying Seal, just like how he still didn’t believe that the mummy senior was trying to absorb his own blood to be reborn.

So what?

An Zeng took a deep breath to calm himself down.

Elder Corpse had gifted him a Purple rank magic tool and a hundred mu of medicinal field. Wouldn’t it be fair to use these things to exchange for some of his blood?

Furthermore, this Blood Cultivation Pearl Curse was not truly unbreakable. As long as he could maintain his enhanced speed above the speed of the Blood Training Pearl, he would be fine.

An Xuan subconsciously looked down at the beads on his left wrist, looking at the thirteen different colored stars on the beads.

Think of it as a kind of supervision.

Time is always slipping away, like sleep.

I kept thinking I’d go to sleep after a while, and then I realized I didn’t have much time left.

During the day, he would either squeeze out his body, or squeeze out the time that he should use to do other things.

An Zaiyue did not dare to waste any more time, because he knew that he had no right to waste any more time with the Blood Training Pearl.

Even when he was resting in bed, he did not give up cultivating.

The so-called marrow cleansing wasn’t simply to strengthen the muscles and bones, or even meridians. It was simply to circulate the power of one’s cultivation.

The most important thing was to open the potential of his dantian’s Qi Sea.

Everyone had a dantian’s Qi Sea, whether they were ordinary people or cultivators.

This was a natural thing, a strange part of the human body.

The difference between a genius and an ordinary person was the degree to which the Qi Sea in the Dantian opened.

The reason a genius was a genius was because when they were born, their dantian’s Qi Sea had already been opened.

As for ordinary people, their dantian’s Qi Sea was closed.

If he wanted to open it, he would have to rely on the strength of the spirit stones and the help of a cultivator at the spatial realm and above to wash the marrow.

An Zaihai’s potential was half a star, which meant that his dantian’s Qi Sea had only opened a single crack.

The size of the door is relative, whether in or out.

The bigger it was, the more people would enter.

The opening is small, the entering and exiting are few.

The so-called size was absorption and release.

To absorb, was to absorb the power of one’s cultivation into the Qi Sea in one’s dantian.

Release referred to the strength of the attack.

As the door was opened wide, the power of the attack would naturally be great, because the power of the attack would be great.

Therefore, the division of realms was not very strict.

Both of them had levelled up to the first grade, but compared to Xiao Qitao, Xiao Qitao’s attacking power was more than ten times stronger.

As one’s cultivation level increased, the power of Xiao Qi’s attacks would also increase exponentially.

Ten times, twenty times, a hundred times, a thousand times …

And the most important point was that if the door was very small, then one’s cultivation would probably stagnate at a certain level.

The absorbing power could only be maintained at a level one Ascending, then it would never be able to reach level two Ascending.

What An Zhe needed to deal with urgently now was to open the door of his dantian’s Qi Sea even larger.

However, it was simply too difficult to change his physique.

This was different from Purification. Purification was only opening the door to the Qi Sea in his dantian, because the door was already there.

However, the change to your physique is to make your door bigger.

An Zeng rested on his bed for about a month before he recovered. To him, this was not the best news, but the fact that the blood requirements of the Blood Training Pearl seemed to be very small, otherwise he would not have recovered.

However, An Zeng also knew that if it wasn’t for the fact that he had absorbed the blood pearl, he wouldn’t have taken a month to recover.

After all, Qu Liu`er had been using the emerald or even the white rank medicine to nourish his body every day.

If he was a genius, he would have already recovered or become even stronger after eating so many medicinal herbs of the emerald or white rank.

However, the struggle for safety had only brought his body back to the same level as before.

A month, no progress.

Calculating the time, there was still more than four months until the match with the Academy. It seemed like there was no hope for him to win.

But the struggle did not give up.

For he is a strife, and never accepts the strife of fate.