Chapter 52: Blood Contract

Chapter 52: Blood Contract

The two sat by the window, and He Yuan eagerly cast a Spiritual Energy shield, enveloping them to prevent eavesdropping and block any prying eyes or spiritual awareness.

He Yuan leaned forward and asked, "Is what Fellow Daoist said earlier true? This matter is crucial to me and not a subject for jest."

"Rest assured, Fellow Daoist He," replied the red-faced Old Man. "I haven't been so idle as to use this matter to amuse myself with you."

The Old Man with the red face produced two Jade Boxes and placed them on the table in front of He Yuan.

He Yuan gently opened the box, revealing two golden Spiritual Medicines emitting a fragrant aroma. He took a deep breath and carefully chewed on two small root segments. His initially tense features gradually relaxed.

"Good, this is precisely the Spiritual Medicine I need. Moreover, its quality surpasses the two presented at the auction. How would Fellow Daoist like to proceed with the exchange?"

He Yuan felt a bit uneasy. Despite the tempting conditions he had offered earlier, being rejected at the auction had shaken his confidence.

"Let's proceed with the conditions you proposed earlier," said the red-faced Old Man indifferently.

"However, you must consider carefully. Once the Blood Contract is signed, there is no turning back. Within ten years, you will be bound to obey me. This is not a trivial matter and could even endanger your life."

"I have made up my mind. Rather than living in humiliation and submission, what difference does it make from death? I appreciate Fellow Daoist's reminder," resolutely declared He Yuan.

"Very well! I won't be sentimental. Rest assured, I am not an evil person, and I won't mistreat you."

The red-faced Old Man took a small yellow paper from his Storage Bag, adorned with peculiar runes and about the size of two palms.

This was the Blood Contract document, extremely difficult to produce, known only to a few major sects.

There were two types of Blood Contracts. The one they were using was the ordinary type, similar to Mortal Realm contracts, specifying terms that the signer must adhere to.

Violation would result in backlash, ranging from loss of cultivation to instant death.

The other type, a Master-Slave Blood Contract, was even more expensive. A tier-one Master-Slave Blood Contract cost fifteen thousand Spirit Stones.

They wrote the terms on the Blood Contract, then each forced out a drop of essence blood, which was quickly absorbed by the contract. The essence blood flowed through the runes, and after nine cycles, the entire Blood Contract turned to ashes with a soft "puff."

Only two drops of essence blood floated in the air. The two reached out, and the drops entered their foreheads.

After completing the Blood Contract ritual, the red-faced Old Man said, "Now that we are allies, there's no need to conceal certain things. My real name is Wang Hong; this face is just a temporary illusion."

The red-faced Old Man's face was shrouded in mist, and when it cleared, a plain young face was revealed.

"For the next few months, don't reveal our connection. You can continue as before. Currently, I am planning a major operation with some risk, but don't worry; I don't intend to use you as cannon fodder. I will personally participate. Provide me with your address, and I'll notify you when the time comes."

Since witnessing the Three Elements Formation, he had a bold idea.

"Everyone, after years of hard work, our strength has skyrocketed. However, we've been stuck in Azure Void City, unable even to leave the city gates.

I'm giving you three months of preparation time. After three months, I will personally lead you out of the city for a hunt.

During these three months, each person will receive an extra three hundred contribution points to exchange for suitable elixirs and further enhance your strength.

In three months, it will be time to showcase our strength! Do you have confidence?"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Wang Hong spoke some motivating words and then dismissed the crowd, leaving behind a few leaders.

"Zhang Chunfeng, you've been at the sixth layer of Qi Cultivation for some time now. Can you break through to the later stages within these three months?"

Zhang Chunfeng pondered for a moment and replied, "I haven't made any progress in my cultivation level in the past few months. It seems like I've reached a bottleneck, and the chance of a breakthrough in three months is not very high."

Wang Hong took out two small porcelain bottles and casually tossed them to Zhang Chunfeng.

"Here are twenty mid-grade Condensing Qi Pills and one Barrier Breaking Pill. Break through to the later stages of Qi Cultivation within these three months.

Your task is the most crucial, and you'll also be responsible for training the others. Tomorrow, take Skinny Monkey with you, bring some Spirit Stones, and each of you purchase a high-grade defensive Magical Weapon."

"Yes!"

"Great, great! I want a sturdy tortoise shell too. In future battles against cultivators of the same tier, I'll let them have a taste of it within three moves."

Skinny Monkey joyfully shouted. Among the forty-five subordinates, only Skinny Monkey lacked the solemn and serious demeanor expected of a military person. Being the youngest and a late addition, he had previously served as a miscellaneous laborer. Now in charge of the Spirit Wine store, he had become more active and lively.

Ignoring Skinny Monkey, Wang Hong continued, "Xu Lun, you're in charge of logistics. Each person will be supplied with a hundred pounds of Demonic Beast meat daily for these three months."

At the same time, he produced two golden Spiritual Medicines, the mutated Astragalus.

"Add this as well. Stew it together with the Demonic Beast meat. Add two pieces for every hundred pounds."

"General, what kind of Spiritual Medicine is this? I've never seen it before."

"This is a mutated Astragalus. It greatly replenishes essence blood. I've tried it, and it's very beneficial for Body Refining. After using it, you can come find me again."

"In addition, during this time, we need to prepare some marching supplies and purchase some Talismans."

After arranging everyone, Wang Hong had a lot of preparations to do himself.

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