A Martial Saint in Chaotic Times: Starting with Grinding Proficiency

Chapter 150 The Strange Bloodline of the Desolate Clan

The Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies Technique.

The moment Zhou Yuan's finger touched the dark ball of light, the illusory panel in front of him began to flicker.

[Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies Technique: Not Yet Entered (0/300)]

Is this what they call a blood transfusion?

Zhou Yuan murmured to himself.

Zhu Xiaowen regarded the fundamental diagram of Qingyang Martial Arts School as the school's most prized possession. No matter how amazing his talent was, the other party never had the idea of ​​passing on the diagram to him.

This shows that the value of blood transfusion is far greater than imagined.

But now, he finally has his own blood transfusion method.

Moreover, this is a superior martial art originating from the Jingye Division, and its quality is certainly far superior to the fundamental diagram of the Qingyang Martial Arts School.

He finally began to understand Dong Mo.

Even though she knew that Shen Xuantong was a ruthless man who would stop at nothing to avoid any casualties, she still willingly stayed by his side.

There is no other reason.

They were really generous with their money.

Not only did they force me to improve my cultivation level, but now they have also bestowed upon me such a precious blood-changing technique.

Such a reward would be so great that even if Zhou Yuan himself knew that following Shen Xuantong on a mission would be extremely dangerous, any martial artist present would still choose to follow him.

"The Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies Technique is a superior technique among blood-changing methods. Even within my Jingye Division, very few people are able to master it."

Shen Xuantong's voice rang out again, carrying a hint of warning.

"You should think this through. If you give up halfway through because the training is difficult and switch to another method, not only will all your previous efforts be wasted, but it will also damage your martial arts foundation."

"I understand, Commander, please rest assured," Zhou Yuan replied in a deep voice, his attitude resolute.

"Alright, then you'd better watch yourself."

Shen Xuantong said no more.

"This formation can only last for five days. Within those five days, how well you can transform the life force of these five people depends entirely on your own destiny."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Xuantong's figure swayed slightly and disappeared into the dark cell without making a sound.

The Dragon Transformation Realm is indeed incredibly powerful and unpredictable.

Zhou Yuan murmured to himself.

Shen Xuantong's teleportation-like technique is something that cannot be achieved through mere martial arts. In fact, it could be said that Shen Xuantong's current level of existence is completely different from that of ordinary martial artists.

When will I be able to reach that level?

Zhou Yuan was filled with emotion, a hint of longing flashing in his eyes.

The path of martial arts is long and uncertain. Now that I have joined the Jingye Division, the platform is vastly different from before. Perhaps one day, I will be able to glimpse the glory of the pinnacle of martial arts.

After a moment, Zhou Yuan composed himself.

He knew very well that the path of martial arts was never something that could be achieved overnight, and even with his proficiency panel, he still had to take it one step at a time.

Without further hesitation, he stepped into the pool of blood before him.

The moment I stepped inside.

An unimaginably powerful surge of blood energy rushed into his body through every pore, savagely washing over his flesh.

However, this blood energy was not generated by him, and as soon as it entered his body, it caused a strong rejection reaction.

Intense pain instantly spread throughout my limbs and bones.

The next moment, the blood-red magic circle on the ground suddenly flashed.

A surge of extremely pure red energy flowed into Zhou Yuan's body, beginning to neutralize the external, violent blood energy.

Just a few breaths later, the massive amount of foreign blood energy vanished into thin air and was then transformed into a drop of extremely pure blood.

This drop of blood merged into Zhou Yuan's internal organs without any sense of alienation or rejection; it was as if it had always been a part of his body.

It actually works!

This is truly an incredible stroke of luck for me!

Zhou Yuan was overjoyed, but he knew that now was not the time to be happy.

He immediately sat down cross-legged and began practicing the basic stance of the Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies Technique without hesitation.

It only took a few breaths.

On the panel, the proficiency level of the Six Harmonies Stance Technique increased by six points.

In just a few breaths, he achieved what he had accomplished in a whole day of arduous training.

This Crimson Blood Melting Array is truly heaven-defying!

Zhou Yuan sighed inwardly, then abandoned all distracting thoughts and, like a greedy sponge, frantically absorbed and transformed the immense blood and energy of the five Blood Exchange Realm warriors.

Meanwhile, in the backyard of the county government office.

Shen Xuantong stood in a pavilion, quietly watching the koi swimming back and forth in the fishpond in front of him.

"Any news from the main government office in the prefecture?"

He stared at the fish in the water and asked leisurely, slowly scattering fish food from his hand.

"This matter involves the original species of supernatural powers, and headquarters was greatly shocked upon hearing the news." Dong Mo stood behind him, bowing in response. "It is said that two commanders are already rushing here."

In the Jingye Division, to become a leader, one must reach the Dragon Transformation Realm in cultivation.

At this moment, for the sake of a single divine seed, the small Luochuan County is about to welcome three Dragon Transformation Realm experts.

This represents nearly one-third of the high-end combat power of the Qingzhou Kun Palace of the Jingye Division.

"Hmm." Shen Xuantong simply responded with a light hum and then scattered another handful of fish food into the pond.

"In addition," Dong Mo continued his report, "a secret report from the Jingye Division indicates that the Jiazi Demon Extermination Campaign is about to begin. The higher-ups have instructed all commanders to prepare and assign suitable personnel."

"The Demon-Slaying Year of Jiazi?"

Shen Xuantong paused slightly as he sprinkled fish food, as if he remembered something, a hint of reminiscence appearing in his eyes.

"I remember that the Thousand Illusions Demon Lord only showed his talent during the last Jiazi Demon Extermination, right?"

Meanwhile, hundreds of miles away outside Xuanhuang Pass.

The scene was one of utter devastation, with countless soldiers' corpses piled up like mountains, and warhorses without masters neighing softly in mournful silence.

In mid-air, numerous vultures and crows circled, ready to swoop down and devour the corpses of the dead soldiers.

Clearly, a fierce and brutal battle had just taken place here.

The two sides in the battle were the Qingzhou Army inside Xuanhuang Pass on one side and the vanguard of the Yan Army heading south on the other.

Its commander-in-chief was none other than Ji Gaoxu, the second son of the Prince of Yan.

At this moment, a dozen miles away from Xuanhuang Pass, lay the endless Yan army camps.

Their military might was overwhelming, their banners obscuring the sun.

Around the camp, countless scouts galloped back and forth, wary of any spies who might come to spy.

Inside the central command tent.

Sitting cross-legged was a young man who was not very tall, but shirtless and with a full head of purple hair.

Long purple hair is the hallmark of the Ji family, the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The young man before them was none other than Ji Gaoxu, the second son of the Prince of Yan.

Before his eyes, a drop of golden blood was floating.

Although it was only a single drop of blood, it exuded immense pressure, causing the surrounding air to freeze.

"Break for me!"

Ji Gaoxu let out a low growl.

His aura surged forth, breaking through the shackles of the second level of Blood Exchange and reaching the third level.

At the same time, the drop of golden blood visibly diminished.

"As expected of the unique bloodline of the Desolate Clan."

Ji Gaoxu suddenly opened his eyes, a terrifying golden light flashing in them.

Refining just a trace of it allowed me to cultivate from the first level of Blood Exchange to the third level.

Moreover, my true combat strength—

A cold smile appeared on Ji Gaoxu's lips.

He now feels incredibly powerful and really wants to find a worthy opponent for a fierce and satisfying battle.

A moment later, he slowly stood up and carefully put away the extremely precious drop of golden blood.

The Wild Clan—they are indeed not to be underestimated, as always.

My father's choice to unite with the barbarian tribes is a matter of whether it's a blessing or a curse.

A barely perceptible hint of worry flashed in Ji Gaoxu's eyes.

Within Youzhou lies the Zhen Palace of the Jingye Division, a powerful force. The Six Desires Demon Sect alone could not possibly destroy it. Therefore, the Prince of Yan also allied with the desolate tribes of the northern border.

That's it.

After entering the pass, great Confucian scholars naturally came to debate the classics for me.

As long as the king can sit on that throne, then they can sever ties with the barbarian tribes afterwards.

Having thought this through, Ji Gaoxu stopped pondering it.

He casually picked up a booklet from the table and began to examine it carefully.

Now, the Yan army is invincible wherever it goes, and its overwhelming military might has attracted countless martial arts practitioners to come and join them.

During the period of his seclusion, many more martial artists came to visit.

He was casually flipping through the pages when suddenly his fingers stopped.

One of the names caught his attention.

The booklet clearly displayed three words.

Wu Xingtong.

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