Wizard Bloodline.

Chapter 129: Cold Stone Manor, the Changes and Abilities of the Holy Blood Tree

"I have made some contacts for you, sir. Right now, there are three Whitestone Castle wizards who are accepting outsiders' talent transplantation business. This is the information they have provided. Please take a look at it, sir."

In the Ice Bat Tavern, Ronan sat in his usual seat by the window. Barisha beside him respectfully handed him some parchment and rune stones.

Whether it is parchment or rune stone, the information recorded inside is about "Talent Transplantation".

The handwriting on it was different, obviously written by different people. Barisha didn't even have time to organize it before notifying Ronan to come over.

Ronan scanned all the information one by one, gently put down the things in his hand, looked at Barisha calmly, and said lightly: "Do you have any good suggestions?"

Barisha glanced at the black magic stone that Ronan had placed on the table to hold down the parchment, and swallowed unconsciously to suppress the heat in his eyes. After thinking for a while, he said seriously, "Among these three people, the wizards of the Frisi family can provide the most types of transplanted magical beasts, but the failure rate is the highest. I'm not sure if it has something to do with the wizards who receive the 'talent transplant' themselves, but the wizards who receive the 'talent transplant' in the Frisi family have always had a success rate of only half of the normal rate, and sometimes even less than half. But they promised to refund half of the fee if they fail.
Ice Edge Valley used to be the gathering place of the Clavier family, but now it is in decline and only Tamsanga is left. This old guy has a strange temperament and is moody. Sometimes he will suddenly raise the price, but he is quite polite to the second-level wizards of the same level.
Relatively speaking, Mrs. Li Wei of Hanshi Manor has a very good reputation, but there have been rumors of monsters appearing near Hanshi Manor for hundreds of years, and people disappear there every year. If you go there, you must be more careful..."

"monster?.."

Ronan's eyes flickered, and he asked Barisha, "Has anyone seen what the monster looks like? How strong is it?"

"Most of the people I saw were dead. The few who survived were either crazy or stupid, and the monsters they talked about were also strange and varied. As for the strength of the monster you mentioned, sir."

Barisha smiled bitterly and said softly: "For ordinary people like us, since it is a monster, it is naturally an irresistible and terrifying existence. I don't know what its strength is..."

"What's the highest level of people missing around there?"

"A first-level wizard disappeared over there and never showed up again, and there was more than one."

"Don't the other wizard families in Whitestone Castle care?"

"Hanshi Manor belongs to Madam Liwei's family territory. People from other families have no right to interfere with it. Few wizards from other families go to Hanshi Manor. Most of them are foreign wizards who go there to receive 'talent transplants', or ordinary people who sneak in to hunt."

Ronan asked Barisha a few more questions, and finally nodded and made a decision.

"Let's talk about this Hanshi Manor... Help me contact this so-called Madam Liwei."

Barisha did not say anything more to persuade him, but responded respectfully, put away the magic stone on the table, and then left in a hurry.

After Barisha left, Ronan sat alone at the table, tapping the table lightly with his fingers.

"Hanshi Manor... Missing People Monster"

"Is there a wizard doing some evil human magic experiment in there?"

After thinking quietly for a while, Ronan stood up, walked through the tavern like a gust of cold wind, and soon returned to his own residence behind the tavern.

It was a not-too-big room, with a blazing fire in the fireplace, adding a touch of warm orange to the entire room.

The room was built with some kind of fir wood. There had just been a snowstorm in Baishibao in the past two days. The snow outside the house had piled up almost to the halfway point of the window. The window glass was covered with large pieces of beautiful ice flowers with delicate shapes, creating a fairy-tale atmosphere.

However, no matter how beautiful the snow scenery is, you will get tired of it after seeing it for more than a month.

Ronan's patience was being worn out bit by bit.

The deadline that Costi gave him was two and a half months. He couldn't really go back at this point in time. If he missed the opening of the secret realm of the Mirror Garden, it would be a loss.

"No matter what's weird about this Cold Stone Manor, I'm just going there to receive 'talent transplantation'...
Regardless of whether this is successful or not, you must return to the Silver Ring immediately after the mission is completed."

Ronan calculated the time and found that he could only stay in White Stone Castle for twenty-five days at most.

And he left himself fifteen days.

If the purpose of this trip can be achieved within fifteen days, that would be the best. If not, we can return directly and try to break through to the second-level wizard on the way.

In fact, Ronan did not take the so-called "talent transplant" of Baishi Castle very seriously.

The effect brought by "Talent Transplantation" is indeed a very powerful enhancement for ordinary ice wizards.

The talent of instantly casting an ice spell can almost be used as a trump card, and the talent of affinity for ice energy can allow an ice wizard to be "reborn" and his abilities to be improved in all aspects.

But he is not a pure ice wizard.

"Talent transplant" can only be regarded as "icing on the cake" for me. It's best to have it, but it doesn't matter if I don't have it. The most important point is that it is not a permanent improvement.
Thinking of this, Ronan set up a rune array and then took out the holy blood sapling from the space ring.

After more than a month of continuous watering with fresh blood, the Holy Blood sapling grew rapidly.

The height has increased from the original size of two palms to more than one meter now.

The trunk is nearly two fingers thick, and there are more than forty leaves, which looks quite lush and green.

After growing up, the Holy Blood Tree became more spiritual, and its actions to express closeness became more obvious. When Ronan took it out of the space ring, the leaves of the sapling suddenly rustled, as if it was acting coquettishly with him.

As usual, Ronan used his own blood, combined with the special "nutrient solution" specially prepared for the Holy Blood saplings that Benigo gave him before he left, to feed the Holy Blood saplings.

After watering, I habitually pat the treetops with my hands, play with it, and enhance my affection.

"Um?!"

Suddenly, Ronan's eyes moved, and he gently pried open the bottom cluster of branches and leaves of the Holy Blood Tree with his fingers, and unexpectedly, under a few green and pink leaves, there appeared a bunch of tiny crimson tentacles.

"what is this?"

Ronan blinked, looked at the red tentacles on his hands, and subconsciously took out a communication stone from his space ring.
A moment later, there was a knock on the door of the room where Ronan lived. The door opened, and a tall and thin young man with a red nose and clever eyes stood respectfully at the door.

The young man was holding a fat grouse with gray feathers that fluttered from time to time.

"Dear wizard, may I ask...is this okay?"

"OK thanks."

Ronan took the grouse from the young man's hand and threw a piece of low-level magic stone at him. Before the other party could express his gratitude with joy on his face, he had already closed the door.

Walking quickly back to the Holy Blood Sapling in the rune array, Ronan took out the communication stone from his pocket and spoke calmly to it: "We found a living thing, Benigo.

What should I do next? "

Benigo's voice came from the communication stone. Unlike the usual calm and indifferent voice, there seemed to be a hint of excitement and urgency suppressed in the voice.

"I don't know how to do it specifically, it's up to you, Damien.
Try to communicate with the Blood Tree and let it understand you.
Remember to record the whole process!! "

"Communicate." Ronan put down the communication stone and looked at the Holy Blood sapling in front of him. His eyes slowly blossomed with anticipation.

Holy Blood Tree.

Legend has it that this legendary tree has the power to purify blood and bring the dead back to life.

Ronan had been looking forward to this day since it was just a seed.

Unexpectedly, it came so quietly and unexpectedly.

According to Benigo, when the Holy Blood Tree grows blood vessel-like tentacles, it proves that it has a certain ability to purify blood.

Ronan took a deep breath and suppressed the emotions in his heart.

He squatted down and slowly released his mental power towards the Holy Blood Tree in front of him.

The fluctuations of his consciousness were extremely gentle, like coaxing a child.

This process went even smoother than he had imagined. This might have something to do with the fact that the Holy Blood Tree grew completely by "eating" his blood, and in a sense, it had a true blood connection with him, and had unreserved intimacy and trust in him.

The Holy Blood Tree was full of spiritual energy and quickly understood what he meant.

When all the crimson tentacles hidden under the branches and leaves were revealed, Ronan realized that the number of these tentacles far exceeded his expectations.

Dense tentacles, like countless thin red wool threads, clambered over Ronan's right hand and slowly wrapped around the snow grouse in his hand, which looked confused and had no idea what was about to happen.

The whole process seemed full of mystery and evil.

Ronan let go of his hand, took two steps back, and stared at the scene in front of him.

When the grouse used as the experimental subject was completely wrapped by the tentacles, it became a state similar to a ball of red wool.
"Gulu——"

A sucking sound was heard in the quiet room. All the dense crimson tentacles lit up, followed by the Holy Blood Sapling which also began to glow. Complex, light red mysterious patterns appeared on each of its leaves. An indescribable mysterious aura spread throughout the room.

Ronan saw that the fat grouse wrapped in countless tentacles quickly "shrunken" in two seconds, but the life fluctuations inside were still there, but they suddenly became extremely weak.

The entire Holy Blood sapling was shaking violently, trying desperately to stretch each of its leaves. The mysterious patterns floating on the leaves became brighter and brighter.

It can be seen that the Holy Blood Sapling is really working hard at this time..
No one knew how long it had been, but a large blood clot grew out of the top of the Holy Blood Tree at a speed visible to the naked eye, followed by a thumb-thick branch that quickly grew out of the blood clot.

Rather than a branch, it was more like another strange tentacle, except that it was much thicker than the previous one. There were no patterns on it and it was very smooth, except for a small opening at the very top that looked like a suction cup.

The tube connected to the blood bag automatically extended to Ronan, and a faint wave of consciousness was transmitted to Ronan.

Ronan understood the information contained in this wave of consciousness, thought about it, and directly inserted the tentacles back into the red "ball of wool" wrapped by countless tentacles.

The blood bag at the top of the Holy Blood Tree shrank rapidly until it completely withered, and the originally shriveled "ball of wool" began to fill up and swell again.

"Shh-"

Countless tentacles and whiskers relaxed and retracted in an instant, and a lively snow grouse reappeared in front of Ronan.

This snow grouse from the "Ice Bat Inn" kitchen has become completely different from its original state after being "transformed" by the Holy Blood sapling.

Its body expanded to almost twice its original size, and its originally grayish-white feathers turned completely white, emitting a faint luster under the reflection of the rune array in the room.

Its legs and wings were visibly strong and powerful, its beak and claws appeared sharp, and its eyes sparkled like rubies, with a hint of ferocity emanating from them.

It seemed that an inexplicable and powerful aura was awakening in its body. The changes in its body were still ongoing. Ronan even felt that there were a large number of free energy particles in the air that were constantly gathering towards it.
"Shh-"

There was a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and a flash of white light quickly attacked Ronan's face.

Ronan snapped his fingers lightly, and the grouse that said "My destiny is in my own hands" exploded in mid-air, turning into a ball of red and white blood mist. It was then wrapped up by an invisible force, condensed into a ball, and fell into Ronan's hand, which he put into the space ring.

[Strength increased three to four times, speed increased, body shape changed, physique changed, the ability to actively absorb energy particles awakened]

A blank rune stone appeared out of thin air in Ronan's hand, and he kept recording something on it quickly.

When he finished everything in his hands, his originally calm and handsome face was filled with unconcealable excitement and joy.

"It really has the effect of purifying the bloodline!"

"An ordinary snow grouse, after a blood purification, has almost developed into a zero-level magical beast..."

"well"

Turning his head, Ronan's gaze fell back on the Holy Blood Sapling. His eyes immediately shook and he walked towards it quickly.

At this moment, the Holy Blood Sapling looked extremely weak, with all its leaves drooping down, dull and lifeless, looking listless and as if it had consumed too much energy.

"It's still too much for you to do this now, right?"

Ronan tried his best to soothe the Holy Blood Sapling with a gentle tone.

At the same time, he directly entered the "half-demon" state, cut open the flesh, and generously poured the blood containing a large amount of vitality onto the holy blood sapling.

The latter greedily absorbed Ronan's blood, and its appetite had never been as big as this time.

Its spirits also recovered quickly, and soon it returned to its original "vigorous" state, and even grew a few more tender leaves, with faint mysterious patterns growing on the leaves.
"good boy"

Ronan finished watering, patted the top of the Holy Blood sapling, stood up, and a huge strange light floated in his eyes.

"When we return to the Circle of Magic, let Benigo help analyze my blood and filter out the valuable parts. Then we can start purifying it using the Holy Blood Tree."

"I remember Kosti once said that I have a trace of Moonlight Elves blood in my body. I don't know what kind of talents and abilities the Moonlight Elves have. Can they be considered a strong race..."

"These days are starting to become more and more hopeful..."

Three days later, on a snowy slope outside Baishiling.

A black carriage with silver edges was running fast on the white snow.

(End of this chapter)