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Su Mu stared at it for a few seconds, then said, "You've drunk enough; it's time to make your contribution."

The leaves of the blood ginseng suddenly contracted, as if it understood something. The whole plant sprang up from the soil and tried to burrow back into the ground, but Su Mu's hand had already grabbed its main root first.

The blood ginseng twisted in his hand, its leaves closing up as if expressing some kind of extreme dissatisfaction, before falling silent.

Su Mu first observed its condition...

The plant's color is a bit darker than before, with a faint white tinge in the golden hue.

The white streak looked like it had been forcibly mixed in by something, but it didn't seem to cause any damage. Instead, it made the leaf's luster even brighter than before.

It seems that the side effects of this thing absorbing angel blood are not obvious.

He pinched a thin root and cut it off.

The blood ginseng shuddered suddenly at the broken end, then the wound quickly healed and it shrank back into the soil, as if it were sulking.

Su Mu glanced at the time; soaking the liquor would take twelve hours, which was too long.

He took another piece of root, mixed it with water, and the blood ginseng jumped again, then resignedly shrank back into the soil and stopped moving.

He drank the water mixed with ginseng root.

It has a slightly astringent taste upon entry, with a unique bitter flavor characteristic of plant roots and stems.

He carefully observed the changes inside his body through introspection. The moment the Golden Bloodline and the Angelic Bloodline came into contact with the glass of water, both of them simultaneously became slightly active, as if a subtle regulatory force was at work.

The adjustment range is small, and you can hardly notice it unless you are constantly looking at it in an introspective state.

But Su Mu noticed that the portion of angel blood that had been squeezed into specific blood vessels was slowly, extremely slowly, merging with the golden blood at the interface where they met.

The fusion was neither intense nor resistant; it was as if a new way of coexisting had been found between the two.

After drinking it once, the amount of angel blood that originally existed independently in those blood vessels decreased, and most of it merged into the golden bloodline.

The color of the golden bloodline has also changed slightly... The original pure gold now has a faint purple halo, like a new mixed color produced by the superposition of two attributes.

He could feel the power brought by the mixed bloodline. Although a new attribute entry did not pop up directly on the panel, the actual reaction of his body could not lie.

He clenched his fist, and the flow of power was smoother than before.

effective.

Su Mu's eyes lit up, but his gaze immediately returned to the blood ginseng in the soil.

.......

At this moment, thousands of miles away, a massive city stretches across the gray sky.

The city spanned hundreds of kilometers, its walls soaring into the clouds, their surfaces scarred and cracked by battle, yet still retaining their original outline. And the city was shrouded in endless, malevolent spirits...

Dark purple, grayish-black, and translucent colors densely covered the entire land, covering the hills and filling the ravines, stretching as far as the eye could see.

The ghosts made no sound, but lay there silently. Occasionally, huge silhouettes would slowly move out from the group of ghosts, like islands floating on a black sea.

At the very center of the entire ghost realm, a thick, almost tangible, dark purple ghost aura slowly surged.

A figure sat there, its face indistinct, but its eyes pierced through the ghostly aura and fell upon the half-red, half-blue city in the distance.

He held a huge map in his hand, the outline of Ash City laid out on it with extremely fine lines, and countless red and blue dots interspersed.

"Once we capture this city, the northern passage to the entire Northern Region will be completely open." He

His voice was deep, with a slow, confident tone, as if stating a fact already written into the future.

As soon as he finished speaking, an area near the bottom right corner of the map... which had been marked as being shrouded in dense fog... suddenly lit up.

The light in that area gradually became clearer, turning into a mixed color between red and blue.

The Ghost King's gaze fell on that area, and he remained silent for a few seconds.

The area that should have been completely occupied was now in a state that meant the battle hadn't ended as expected. "Sent so many troops, a bunch of useless trash."

His tone remained calm, but his fingers slowly tightened around the edge of the map. "They didn't even take this place."

He closed his eyes, as if establishing a connection with somewhere far away.

However, a moment later, his eyes suddenly opened.

Something extremely deep welled up in those eyes... not rage, but a kind of almost frozen coldness, as if something had suddenly broken at the boundary of his perception.

The surrounding ghostly energy suddenly expanded, and countless eerie creatures lowered their bodies in that direction.

"The Demon Princess is dead."

His tone remained calm, but that calmness was more unsettling than any roar.

"How is this possible..." His voice lowered, as if he were talking to himself, or questioning some unseen being.

Then he let out a soft sigh.

A figure emerged from the ghostly aura to the side... a round, oily face, a bloated figure, wearing an ill-fitting silk robe, with a string of bone ornaments hanging from his waist, and walking with a deliberately slow pace. His face looked exactly like a figure from an ancient legend, but his eyes lacked that gentle honesty, instead possessing a heavy, suppressed shrewdness.

The Ghost King didn't look at him; his gaze remained fixed on the brightly lit area on the map. "Go to Ash City and find out what happened there."

Just as the creature was about to nod, the Ghost King spoke again, his voice lower than before, "Never mind, we need you for the siege here too. I'll go personally after things are settled here."

The man bowed and retreated back into the ghostly aura.

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