Swallowing the Stars: Recruiting Apprentices and Getting Cash Back

Chapter 122 Bottomless Pit

Bloodlust Continent, a world city, bustling with people coming and going.

Tick ​​tock!

"It's raining." The sunny weather suddenly turned rainy for no apparent reason.

Looking up, I saw that the clouds on the horizon had turned blood red.

"No, it's red! It's not rain, it's blood."

"Run! It's raining blood!"

In an instant, World City was thrown into chaos. Pedestrians scattered in all directions, and before long, the once bustling streets were deserted, with every household's windows and doors tightly shut and the place utterly silent.

"Lord, what should we do?" the deputy lord asked.

"What do you want me to do? So many powerful people are dead, I'll just be throwing my life away if I go up there. Leave now and pretend you don't know anything." The city lord chose to pretend he didn't see anything and fled his family business, hoping that when he returned, the business would still be there.

Above the clouds.

"Master, there is no one else nearby." Masco's location indicated that there were no other messengers from the temple nearby.

"It's really not easy to kill." Pangu's clone complained.

Masco's lips twitched upon hearing this. In the past few days, Pangu's clone had killed nearly a thousand people, even staining the sky red, and this was still not enough.

He is truly a god of death.

"Very well, now that I've obtained 1200 Blood Crystals, it's time to try fusing them. I wonder what the limits of Pangu's clone are, and whether these Blood Crystals will be enough," Pangu's clone said.

"Masco, come, take me to your hometown. I need to rest," Pangu's clone commanded.

"Yes, Master." Masco immediately led the way, taking Pangu's clone to his hometown, or rather, his territory, Tes City.

He was not only an envoy of the Temple of Immortality, but also a lord whose territory was much larger than the Earth.

Although he was an insignificant nobody in the Temple of Immortality, back in Tes City, he was an absolute local tyrant.

The Lord's Mansion of Tes City.

"Welcome back, Lord."

"Arrange the best room for this gentleman, and give the order that no one is to disturb him," Masco commanded.

"Yes, sir." The steward-like man couldn't help but glance at the Pangu clone a few more times. Anyone who could be addressed as "sir" by his lord must be a high-ranking member of the Immortal Temple or a powerful Realm Lord.

"Master, I will protect you. Just call me anytime if you need anything," Masco transmitted to Pangu's clone.

"Hmm." Pangu's clone hummed in response and followed the steward to the most luxurious villa in the city lord's mansion.

The sensible housekeeper also arranged for heavy guards to protect the area, ensuring that no outsiders would disturb them.

This lackey's lackey has pretty good leg strength.

After Pangu's clone arrived in the room, he used a knife to cut open his palm, then took out a Blood Crystal and placed it on the wound.

Then the Blood Crystal disappeared.

Pangu's clone blinked, but he felt no impact on his will, nor did his body undergo any changes.

"What's going on?" Pangu's clone frowned deeply. Surely it couldn't be that the Blood Crystal was fake!

That's absolutely impossible. His Blood Crystals are of the purest origin; they could never be counterfeit goods from unscrupulous merchants. His source is definitely the official flagship store.

"Try again, I don't believe it." Pangu's clone refused to believe it and took out another Blood Crystal and placed it on the wound.

The same result; it had no effect whatsoever.

"Could it be that the quantity is insufficient?"

Pangu's clone placed two, three, and four Blood Crystals on the wound at the same time. It wasn't until the 100th crystal was used that it finally had some effect.

However, this effect is similar to the effect of a human avatar fusing with a Blood Crystal; although useful, it is not as effective as others.

"I know, it must be because my body is too large. Just like taking medicine, an adult needs a larger dose than a child to achieve the desired effect." After repeated experiments, Pangu's clone finally came to this conclusion.

It should be noted that Pangu's current 2-meter-tall clone is merely a disguise; his actual size is immeasurably large, even larger than that of the Golden Beast God.

"It seems that these 1200 Blood Crystals are far from enough. After fusing them, I need to get more Blood Crystals." Pangu's clone made a plan in mind, and then continued to fuse the Blood Crystals in his hand.

To speed things up, he took out 100 of them and fused them together each time.

The killing intent unleashed by a hundred terrifying bursts was extremely frightening, but to Pangu's clone, it was like a gentle breeze brushing against his cheek, utterly insignificant.

This is nothing compared to what he has experienced; he has witnessed far more horrific killings.

In three days, the Blood Crystal in Pangu's clone was completely used up, and its body's gene multiplier increased by 12 times, requiring it to be deployed again.

"Masco, come in." Pangu's clone sensed Masco's presence outside the courtyard as soon as he finished his seclusion.

"Master, something terrible has happened! The Temple of Immortality has dispatched its elders and is conducting a massive manhunt for you!" Masco rushed in to report.

"The Immortal Temple should possess the most Blood Crystals, right?" Pangu's clone rubbed his chin and said.

"Huh?" Masco didn't understand. At this point, shouldn't the master be hiding or retreating first? Why is he now eyeing the Blood Crystal of the Immortal Temple?

Having killed so many members of the Immortal Temple and obtained so many Blood Crystals, isn't that enough?

It should be noted that throughout the millions of years of the Blood Luo World, Black Warriors capable of fusing ten Blood Luo Crystals are extremely rare.

He never imagined that the Blood Crystal would have such a low effect on Pangu's clone.

"Answer yes or no," Pangu's clone said impatiently.

"Yes, legend has it that beneath the Temple of Immortality lies a vein of Blood Crystal. Almost all the Blood Crystals in the world originate from there," Masco replied.

"Very good, draw me a map to the Temple of Immortality. Then you stay here as is, cooperate when necessary, and search for those who need to be searched." Pangu's clone commanded.

"Yes, Master." Masco accepted the order.

In fact, he didn't even need to draw a map on the spot; his spatial artifacts already contained maps, after all, he was a temple messenger.

Back then, he relied on this map to overcome countless hardships to find the Temple of Immortality and pass through layers of tests to become a glorious temple messenger.

But now he has become the soul servant of an extraterrestrial demon—and he will become even more powerful.

Putting aside everything else, after Pangu's clone killed those natives, apart from the Blood Crystal and local wealth, all the other trash Pangu's clone gave to Masko. Masko's current wealth is no less than that of those temple elders.

"I'm leaving. Focus on your cultivation; you might be of use to me in the future." After accepting the map, Pangu's clone patted Masco on the shoulder.

"Rest assured, Master, I will definitely cultivate diligently and will never disappoint you," Masco bowed and promised. When he stood up, the figure of Pangu's clone was no longer there.

He set off, heading towards the Immortal Temple, which was also the location of the Ancient God Ruins.

No one would have imagined that the person being hunted by the Temple of Immortality would fly towards the Temple of Immortality.