LEGEND OF THE DEMON KING.
3.BABY BLOOD.
The newly cultivating Tan Wen Hong felt not yet strong, finally being forced to return to the pile of corpses to make money from hunger.
Tan Wen Hong found money and dozens of Spirit stones among the corpses.
He was hungry and wanted to buy food.
He arrived at the market and stopped by to eat and order a lot of food.
Tan Wen Hong enjoyed his meal until long ago, about two hours just finished.
After paying for the food, he roamed the market to see this world he came to, and he was attracted by the black jade.
Thanks to Tan Wen Hong's reminder this stone was extremely precious and extremely expensive, yet this was not common, only black cultivators knew of it,
the owner was not aware of how rare this black jade was and the person who could distinguish real and fake black jade was extremely rare as well.
He could sell the fake stuff himself and make a lot of money.
“Do you buy, or do I have to search elsewhere?”
Seeing Tan Wen Hong's expression, the owner knew that he did not have many spirit stones.
But it was fine because he could sell it himself and deceive others in his process.
He walked away.
“Wait!”
As he took the first step, a hand grabbed his shoulder like an iron claw, eliciting a cry of pain from its owner.
“Owner, don't be too greedy.” Tan Wen Hong warned.
“Huh, so what if I'm greedy? The black jade is mine and I will sell it at whatever price I want.”.
His voice choked as black Yuan Qi entered his body.
After his body turned black, a gentle breeze spread its dust into the wind.
Releasing his breath, Tan Wen Hong felt his Yuan Qi grow slightly.
He was a Qi Condensation expert of the first layer. The owner of the 7th layer Foundation Establishment barely helped in increasing his strength.
He only wanted to trade, but the owner had to be ruthless and force his hand.
Tan Wen Hong picked up the black jade and returned to the tavern.
He is not addicted to killing, but some people are addicted to seeking death.
Tan Wen Hong met with Captain Pang and surely Miss Tan and the young master of the Tan clan were in the tavern as well and he threw a pouch, “Old Pang, this.”
Tan Wen Hong did not ask how the young lady and master and her bodyguards had escaped.
Captain Pang doesn't understand, “Eh? The 10 spirit stones are all here? Don't you need this ?”
“Oh, the old man was so nice that he gave it to me.” Tan Wen Hong dodged.
“Also, Old Pang, keep my door and don't let anyone in.”
With that, he closed the door of his room. Captain Pang found it strange to be given Spirit stones, but since they were like brothers now, he helped him.
Therefore, he sat in front of Tan Wen Hong's door as a guard.
Tan Wen Hong was clear about what was happening behind his door and nodded, pleased. He was lucky to find a loyal man.
Next, he placed the black jade on the table and released his dark Yuan Qi.
Bam!
The outer part of the stone cracked and fell, revealing a blood red glow.
It was no longer a black jade but a bloody one.
Moreover, it gave the impression of a heart as it flickered like a heartbeat.
Tan Wen Hong gulped, his face working hard to contain the clear excitement in his voice.
The Blood Spirit came from any stone. The only requirement of the formation was to be bathed in the blood of millions of people, absorbing the essence of the sun and moon for thousands of years, it would take shape. It was a demon cultivator treasure, the rarest treasure.
A cultivator would use a Blood Spirit to form a Blood Infant.
In battle, he could send the Blood Infant to absorb the opponent's blood essence then kill him.
And Blood Babies could grow together with cultivators.
Once Tan Wen Hong grew strong enough, not even an Emperor would dare to mess with him.
According to the Nine Silences Secret Note, there was once an ancient demon cultivator expert, the Blood Demon Patriarch, who trained the Blood Infant to the Saint Stage. Even the ten ancient Emperors were unwilling to make enemies out of him.
The Blood Demon Patriarch felt invincible and went to challenge the Nine Serenities Emperor to the title of the strongest demon cultivator. It was a protracted battle, with the Nine Calm Emperor severely injured in the end; barely overcoming the Blood Demon Patriarch with half a move.
However, the Nine Calm Emperor obtained the secret method of the Demonic Blood Patriarch to raise the Blood Infant,
refine it, and add it to the Demon Transformation Art.
The Nine Calm Emperor wanted to train the Blood Infant as well, but never got the chance.
Never had he, Tan Wen Hong, the Demon Emperor, thought he would have such luck after being reborn to train the Blood Infant.
If he had it in his past life, a Saint would be nothing.
The thought made him excited to cut his wrist and pour his blood onto the blood jade
Tess…
Just like how the baby breathes, every drop of blood lands on the stone and disappears in the next moment.
The stone began to pulsate and the sensation grew stronger with each drop of blood.
Tan Wen Hong smiled viciously and spat out more blood for the blood baby.
If he wanted to purify the Blood Infant, he needed to bathe him in his blood until the Blood Spirit synchronized their breathing and heartbeat.
Seconds by second flowed as Tan Wen Hong's blood thinned, but the Blood Spirit was never satisfied, devouring everything he gave.
Tan Wen Hong licked his dry lips, growing paler as his mind clouded. He knew blood loss was too much, but he had gone too far by now.
There is only one chance to repair the Blood Baby. If he stopped, it was like throwing a child away. It would have thought Tan Wen Hong left him and would never agree to it again.
This was why there was no turning back after Tan Wen Hong started the process.
After an hour, Tan Wen Hong felt the world turn around. If he dared to continue this, it would endanger his life. If his life ended, the Blood Spirit would lose its meaning.
As he considered abandoning the process, an indescribable feeling surfaced in his heart.
Tan Wen Hong was stunned, then overjoyed. His mind and Blood Spirit were now connected.
He held onto the blood stone and activated the Demon Transformation Art. Black Yuan Qi enveloped the stone and a strand of blood left it to enter Tan Wen Hong.
Finally, the blood stone broke out with a loud sound and a shot of red light into his body. Tan Wen Hong examined happily and saw a baby the size of a red palm resting on his dantian.
Feeling her eyes, the baby opened her eyes and went to sleep.
“I-This is a Blood Baby!”
After a moment of being stunned, he jumped up in excitement. He never thought it would be so easy to repair the Blood Baby.
After a moment of being stunned, he jumped up in excitement. He never thought it would be so easy to repair the Blood Baby.
Even though he succeeded, he lost too much blood. When he stood up, his feet became soft and touched the ground. But even that couldn't wipe the grin off his face.
“Now I have Blood Baby, the next step is to learn martial arts to learn.”
Blood Palm, a middle rank mortal martial art. The palms of the hands will rain down on a person's blood and reverse its flow. Thanks to also having a Blood Baby, it was now savage enough to even damage one's blood essence.