An Lin chortled with glee upon seeing this. âHaha, how do you feel now? Do you understand the might of the Poison Lord now!?â
The Blood Tribe looked up at An Lin with the blush still lingering on her face as her red eyes rippled seductively. âYes⊠you are indeed mightyâŠâ
Whatâs with that expression?
An Linâs lips twitched as he failed to understand what was going on.
Was that the normal reaction of Blood Tribe cultivators to being poisoned?
Werenât they supposed to roll their eyes over, froth at the mouth, and faint on the spot?
What was this horny expression on her face!?
Right at this moment, the Blood Tribe woman suddenly half-knelt onto the ground with her brows slightly furrowed. A pained expression appeared on her face, and she clutched at her chest as her body trembled.
An Linâs worries were instantly swept aside upon seeing this. This was the proper reaction to being poisoned.
The Blood Tribe woman spoke, seemingly with great difficulty, âYour⊠your bloodâŠâ
A faint smile appeared on An Linâs face, and he was just about to ridicule her further when a bone-meltingly seductive voice sounded.
âI love this taste⊠It feels like it has purified my entire beingâŠâ
When the Blood Tribe woman raised her head, An Lin was greeted by the sight of her extremely seductive blushing features. Her robe loosened slightly at her chest to reveal a snowy white, bouncy semi-sphere.
An Lin drew a sharp intake of breath and immediately averted his gaze before calming his emotions. He turned to meet the womanâs scorching gaze with an astonished expression. âDonât you have a feeling that youâre about to die?â
A gentle, alluring smile appeared on the Blood Tribe womanâs face. âI doâŠâ
An Lin heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing this. Thank god.
âI feel so good right now to the point that I could die,â the Blood Tribe woman said as she amended her words.
An Lin: ââŠâ
She stood up, and it appeared as if she had already recovered. Aside from her panting breath, the blush on her face, and the seductive glow in her eyes, she appeared to be back to normal.
An Lin retreated a few steps, and his body was tightly-wound as he stared cautiously at the woman before him.
The Blood Tribe woman still hadnât collapsed after such a long time. Could it be⊠that his blood had failed?!
An Lin was struck by a burst of anxiety and a sense of loss.
His biggest weapon against the Blood Tribe had just disappeared.
His enemy might have been severely wounded, but she was not going to be an easy opponent.
The life force of the Blood Tribe cultivators was extremely powerful, so it was going to be exceedingly difficult to kill a Blood Tribe Return to Void Stage mighty figure like her.
He would probably have to use all his trump cards to stand a chance at winning this battle.
This was going to be a tough fightâŠ
The Blood Tribe woman stared at An Lin with a complex expression before shaking her head. âDonât be nervous; I wonât hurt you. You helped me purify my body, after all. Now⊠my body and my soul are both extremely averse to the idea of hurting youâŠâ
An Linâs mouth fell open as he began to doubt his hearing.
âYou say your blood is lethal poison, but what you donât know is that your blood is the most delicious blood in the world. It is imbued with the power of the heavenly dao and has the power to purify everything impure from this worldâŠâ The Blood Tribe woman stared at An Lin with a scorching expression. âThe weaker cultivators from the Blood Tribe would perhaps be unable to endure this power of purification, thereby causing their bodies to crumble and disintegrate during the purification process. However, if you can endure all that, the blood would then become the perfect medicine for purifying oneâs body and soulâŠâ
An Lin was shocked into silence. Was that really the case?
He recalled back to all the Blood Tribe cultivators he had poisoned, and their symptoms did seem concurrent with what she was describing. They all frothed at the mouth before dying, but their blood did not turn black, and the cause of death did appear to be more like bodily disintegration.
His blood was also effective against evil and impure creatures such as the Demons of Hell, so this purification explanation did make senseâŠ
An Linâs eyes widened in shock. âSo that means⊠Iâm not the Poison Lord, but instead the Medicine Lord?â
âThatâs right, your blood is the most delicious medicine in this world.â The Blood Tribe woman stared at An Lin with a scorching gaze, and she implored him as she licked her red lips, âCan you let me suck another mouthful⊠just one mouthful. Iâll do anythingâŠâ
An Lin really wanted to tell her to not move so that he could get away from here.
However, he thought about the situation and realized that the Blood Tribe womanâs behavior was quite peculiar.
After all, if she really did crave his blood, then she could just take it by force. She would be able to suck all of his blood she wanted if she were to subdue him.
However, she didnât do that. Instead, she chose to plead with him for his blood.
ThusâŠ
It looked like the Blood Tribe woman was speaking the truth, in that both her body and soul were averse to the idea of hurting him after drinking his blood.
With a spell technique, An Lin extracted a large drop of blood from the wound that was about to heal on his neck. He then asked with a smile, âYou wanna drink this?â
The Blood Tribe woman nodded with desire burning in her eyes. âI do⊠I do!â
âThen use your storage ring and that blood-jade coffin as an exchange!â An Lin chuckled.
The Blood Tribe woman faltered slightly after hearing this, and tears began to swim in her eye. âYouâre a bully!â
However, she still plucked a crimson storage ring off her finger before tossing it to An Lin. âThe blood-jade coffin is just over there. Go get it yourself.â
An Lin caught the storage ring, but it took him a long while before he came to his senses.
Did he really just use one drop of blood to exchange for everything a Return to Void Stage mighty figure owned?
Was his blood that valuable?
An Lin was feeling a bit overwhelmed by unexpected joy, and at the same time, he was also lamenting over all the valuable blood he had shed in the past! His emotions were suddenly in extreme conflictâŠ
He pushed the drop of blood suspended in the air toward the Blood Tribe woman.
She opened her mouth and eagerly swallowed the drop of blood before narrowing her eyes with an expression of contentment and bliss.
An Lin: ââŠâ
Xue Zhantian immediately carried the blood-jade coffin to An Lin.
Without the stabilization of a spell technique, the coffin was easy to move around. Xue Zhantian also made sure to clean away all the fecal matter on the coffin lid in a thoughtful gesture before carrying the coffin over to An Lin.
An Lin stowed the coffin into his storage ring before turning to the Blood Tribe woman, who appeared to still be basking in sheer bliss. âAlright, Iâll be taking my leave then.â
His goal was to obtain all the belongings of the Blood Tribe woman.
Now that he had achieved that objective, there was no point in remaining here, so he might as well leave.
An Lin began to depart atop his brick with Xue Zhantian by his side.
The Blood Tribe gritted her teeth before also flying into the sky to follow behind An Lin.
An Lin: âWhy are you following me?â
âI⊠Can you let me drink a little bit more of your blood?â The Blood Tribe woman stuttered, âThe taste of your blood has changed my life. If you let me drink more of it, I will be sure to repay youâŠâ
âHeheâŠâ An Lin sneered coldly, âYou want to drink more of my blood? Forget about it! Youâre not getting any more!â
âOhâŠâ
The Blood Tribe woman nodded in disappointment before falling silent.
Fifteen minutes later, An Lin looked behind him with an exasperated expression. âWhat the hell do you want?!â
The woman averted her gaze before replying in a soft voice, âIâm just traveling.â
âTraveling my a*s! Iâve made so many twists and turns already, but youâre still following behind me. You call this traveling? Youâre stalking me! Are you an obsessive female stalker?â An Lin roared as the veins on his head bulged out.
âObsessive female stalker?â A smile appeared on the Blood Tribe womanâs face as she said, âThatâs a really good use of that term!â
An Linâs chest constricted as he was struck by a spell of dizziness from rage.
âI wonât allow you to drink my blood, so thereâs no point in following me.â An Lin dismissed her in a feeble voice.
âThere IS a point.â The Blood Tribe woman retorted stubbornly, âYouâre going to get injured in battles, in which case you will bleed, and I will then be able to feast on the blood you shed.â
An Lin almost blacked out and fell from his brick.
F*ck! Her logic was watertight! What should he do?
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