Senior sister, I'm going to control you.

Li Tianran squatted by the basin, holding his breath and staring at the few dark elixir embryos.

no change.

Also normal.

It took time to soak the Blood Spirit Grass and the toad heart, at least twelve hours.

The Foundation Establishment Waste Pill, a third-grade item, had been repeatedly failed by Wang Yin after three years of refining.

The quality of the immortal water extracted by the three nuns who had reached the Qi Refining stage, plus Su Yingxue who had reached the second level of Qi Refining, was far from sufficient.

He wasn't in a hurry.

With a pseudo-seventh-level cultivation, he hasn't even grasped the threshold of Foundation Establishment.

But with six useless pills in hand, there's another path forward.

The garbage that Wang Yin had discarded was his most valuable bargaining chip.

After putting the basin away, Li Tianran quickened his pace and went down the mountain.

Back in the cave, the stone door was closed, and all their belongings were dumped onto the stone bed.

Spirit Stone, Qi-Nourishing Pill, Heart-Soothing Pill embryo, and Level 2 Blood Spirit Grass.

From moving from the woodshed into the cave, from being a blood slave to climbing to the pseudo-seventh level, all the things I've accumulated are here.

not enough!

Once the mountain is attacked, our limited resources won't be enough to sustain us through a tough battle.

He sat cross-legged and threw two calming pill embryos into the Immortal Imprisonment Basin.

The embryo is placed in the water and slowly rotates, turning from grayish-white to milky white, and then the milky white takes on a faint jade color.

It's more transparent than any of the finished products on Wang Yindan's shelf.

Li Tianran glanced at it, then grabbed the Peiyuan Pill and stuffed it into his mouth.

One.

Two.

Three.

The spiritual energy surged from the dantian, gentler and more enduring than that of the Blood Spirit Grass.

That's not enough to break through!

He took out five more level-two Blood Spirit Grasses, which were stored up after being soaked in immortal water. Their leaves were dark red and their stems were stiff. He had never been willing to use them.

Just put it in your mouth and chew it.

Instantly, the taste of blood mixed with the smell of grass exploded on the tip of the tongue.

At the same time, an even stronger surge of spiritual energy poured down, like setting a fire in his dantian.

The three medicinal energies collided and mingled within the meridians.

He quickly stopped, activated the Blood Puppet Technique, and guided the raging spiritual energy towards the pseudo-eighth level!

It bounced back the first time it hit something.

My dantian is surging!

Despite the excruciating pain in his meridians, Li Tianran continued to assault the barrier of the eighth level.

The second time, the barrier still didn't budge!

However, he felt an itch at the base of his horn.

Again!

Li Tianran gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead.

The third time!

The barrier shook, but it didn't crack!

Besides the excruciating pain of his meridians tearing apart, he felt something moving deep within his mind during the third impact.

The side effects of the Blood Puppet Technique have appeared.

The spiritual energy was burning through his meridians, and his violent tendencies were burning along with it.

In a daze.

Li Tianran saw Su Yingxue stepping on his fingers.

The white cloth shoe ground against his knuckles; it didn't hurt, it felt numb, but the sense of despair and humiliation made him irritable.

He also saw Han Laomo's thin fingers run through his hair, touching the corners, and smiling as he said, "Good boy." Han Li, that old witch, looked at him like he was looking at a toy, a beast.

Damn!

These people deserve to die!!

Li Tianran suddenly opened his eyes, breathing heavily.

The dark red ring under his eyes was a shade deeper than usual, and his pupils contracted slightly, filled with murderous intent.

His fingers unconsciously clenched the fabric on his knees, his knuckles cracking.

A voice in his head was telling him to go out, find someone, and tear it apart.

Anyone, please!

Tear apart those beasts in human skin and destroy this ugly and sinful world!

Old Demon Han is in the cave, Su Yingxue is at the bottom of the basin, and there is a righteous fairy named Shen Qing outside... It is they who made this world ugly.

Hmm... no!

Han Li is a Foundation Establishment level old demon, so she can't be torn apart. Su Yingxue still has value to be exploited. Shen Qing is just a victim.

Li Tianran's rationality gradually returned.

He suppressed the violence within him.

While he still had a sliver of reason left, he grabbed a calming pill, tilted his head back, and swallowed it.

In an instant!

The irritability and violent murderous intent slowly dissipated.

As the clear stream surged up, his consciousness was pulled back to clarity.

But the violence didn't disappear; like a chained beast, it crouched in a corner of its consciousness, panting.

Ten breaths.

Twenty breaths.

Thirty breaths.

The clear stream held on for nearly forty breaths before it began to weaken.

Take advantage of the last days of Qingming Festival.

Li Tianran then stuffed three more Qi-Nourishing Pills and a second-level Blood Spirit Grass into his mouth.

The drug's potency is explosive!

He activated the Blood Puppet Technique again, unleashing a full-force attack on the barrier.

Boom!

The barrier burst open from the middle, spreading outwards like a spider web.

But the medicine wasn't strong enough; it couldn't be pushed any further halfway through!

The effects of the medicine wore off!

The violence returned, even more ferocious than before.

His mind was filled with images of a group of blood slaves being buried alive, their screams muffled in the earth.

He gritted his teeth and swallowed the second reassurance pill.

The clear stream surged up, and after pushing it for a while, it still couldn't be moved.

This body had been infused with evil magic by Han Laomo, and since he originally had no spiritual roots, the barrier he had was as thick as an iron plate.

If we can't break through it, we won't break through it!!

And deep within his consciousness, that beast began to struggle against the chain again, this time even more fiercely than before!

Defying fate is harder than ascending to heaven.

A sense of powerlessness rose in Li Tianran's heart. He tried his best and almost fainted from exhaustion, but he still could not open the door to defying fate.

He could hear his breathing getting heavier and heavier, like a bellows being pulled.

He wanted to give up.

Once you stop, all the hardship and pain will disappear, and you will become relaxed and comfortable.

Do not! !

Life is too short to resist the urge to give it a try!

He had no way out, no sect to rely on, no master to protect him, and no powerful parents.

He is all alone, he was always alone, he is always alone, and he always will be alone.

"Heh..." Li Tianran exhaled and reached out despite the excruciating pain.

The third one is the Peiyuan Pill.

swallow!

In an instant, a thin stream of clear water rushed up, lasting for less than ten breaths.

Li Tianran poured all the remaining spiritual power in his dantian, including the power from the Peiyuan Pill, the Blood Spirit Grass, and the residual medicinal power from the Dingxin Pill, into it.

Success or failure hinges on this!

One strike...! !! !! ...Crack...Boom!

The thick barrier shattered.

The seemingly impregnable barrier has crumbled.

The spiritual energy accumulated within him flowed through his meridians, cleansing his limbs and bones!

Excruciating pain at the base of my throat!

The dark red horn flared up a little bit!

The color changed from dark red to a deep crimson, gleaming with an eerie blood-red hue under the faint light of the spirit stone!

The remaining bluish-black discoloration on his skin faded away, returning to a normal skin tone.

He had grown a little taller, with broader shoulders and back, and stronger arms.

"It's done, I succeeded..."

All the excruciating pain, despair, and helplessness vanished in that moment.

There was only an unprecedented sense of ease, and a surge of powerful, raging spiritual energy.

Li Tianran opened his eyes and clenched his fist.

Crack!

The sound of the airburst was 30% deeper than before.

A fake eight-story building!!

brush!

Li Tianran leaped up, and the silver-white gun was enveloped in his hand by spiritual energy.

Cold and heavy, yet sharp and pointed.

Li Tianran raised the meteorite iron spear and poured his spiritual power into it.

Soaring through the clouds!

His hand trembled!

The spiraling energy at the tip of the spear expanded from three inches to five inches. Previously, it would take half a lifetime of practice to maintain three inches, but now it could be achieved with a mere thought.

Snapped!

He thrust out his spear casually, the wind from the spear scraping against the stone wall and leaving a shallow mark.

His cultivation level has broken through.

But the dark red rings under his eyes hadn't faded.

The violent impulse during the breakthrough was forcibly suppressed, but it didn't dissipate. It was like firewood still burning under a pot lid; the more the lid was pressed down, the hotter the steam rose.

His breathing was heavier than usual, and his heartbeat was slower than usual.

Each strike felt like a drumbeat inside my chest.

Li Tianran's gaze swept over the Qi-Nourishing Pill and Blood Spirit Grass on the stone bed.

He glanced at Su Yingxue curled up in the basin, the thought still lingering in his mind.

If I'm not going to go into specifics, it's just an impulse.

I want to smash it, I want to tear it apart, I want to pierce through something.

Anything is fine.

Anyone.

Li Tianran took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and stood there for a moment.

I tried to force myself to calm down.

He had just put away the Qi-Nourishing Pill and the talisman, preparing to take another reassuring pill.

But at that moment, the jade slip containing the message in his pocket suddenly became hot.

Li Tianran quickly flipped it open.

A message from Zhao Ling?

He remembered that Zhao Ling went down the mountain to find clues to the second half of the Blood Transformation Technique.

He opened the jade slip.

Rapid breathing could be heard from inside, with the sound of swords whistling through the air in the background.

"The Black Wind Mountain North Mine... has been found. The clue to the second half of the Blood Transformation Technique is in the hands of a rogue cultivator."

He had carved the core of a puppet for Han Laomo back then, so he knew how to refine the Blood Essence and how to undo it.

There are five people from the Heavenly Sword Sect outside the mine, two at the ninth level of Qi Refining and three at the eighth level of Qi Refining. They've been chasing me all the way, and I can't get out.

Zhang Xuan was also there, but he disappeared halfway through.

The message was interrupted for a moment, then resumed.

"You don't need to come. The mine is protected by a spell; once you're in, you can't get out. I'll hide for a while. You handle things with Master; don't give yourself away."

Li Tianran raised an eyebrow.

The second half of the Blood Transformation Technique?!

This is the last piece of the puzzle to get rid of Han Laomo.

She said I can't go? That's utter nonsense!!

Li Tianran put the reassurance pill back into the jade bottle and carried the meteorite spear on his back.

Push the door open and go out.

Outside the cave, gray mist surged in.

The coolness brought him to his senses for a moment, but because he hadn't taken any reassurance pills...

That violent killing intent surged up again, even more intense than before.

The chain to that beast deep within his consciousness had loosened.

Li Tianran felt as if he were crushing the stone steps with every step he took.

He charged down the mountain, filled with murderous rage!