A Blood-Moving Realm has arrived in the world of The Return of the Condor Heroes.

"You're going alone?"

"right."

"Shall we go to Mount Hua?"

"right."

"Are you coming back or not?"

"Come back! Why don't you come back?"

Zhang Huai felt that Lu Wushuang's words today were inexplicable and completely missed the point.

"Then how will you get back? If you travel at full speed from here, it will only take four or five days to get to Mount Hua. But it will take you ten days to half a month to go to Xiangyang. A round trip will take a whole month. That's enough time for the two of us to make five or six round trips to Mount Hua."

Lu Wushuang, on the contrary, felt that Zhang Huai was saying a lot of nonsensical things today, which made people confused.

"Don't worry about that."

Zhang Huai waved his hand and said directly.

"Distribute this money to the local people over the next two days, then wait here for three more days, for a total of five days. If I haven't returned after five days, then set off for Mount Hua."

"Five days?" Lu Wushuang's jaw nearly dropped in shock. "Brother Zhang, I know you're incredibly skilled, but this is just too much of a joke!"

"I'm not joking!" Zhang Huai's expression turned serious, and his tone became exceptionally earnest.

He wasn't joking. With his current strength, traveling a hundred miles a day was effortless. If he pushed himself to the limit, he could reach Xiangyang in two days. He had originally planned to wait for the Heroes' Gathering before going to see Guo Jing with Yang Guo, but he hadn't expected to meet him earlier. He wondered if Guo Jing was truly as upright and incorruptible as the rumors suggested, a true hero.

As for not letting Lu Wushuang and Yaoyue go up Mount Hua alone, he was worried that Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison, was currently on Mount Hua. That madman was crazy and acted without any rules. If he were to hurt the two girls, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"What if my master comes looking for me these past two days after you leave?" Lu Wushuang asked with a worried expression, her brows furrowed.

"What does it have to do with me that your master is looking for you?" Zhang Huai casually picked at his ear and replied nonchalantly.

"you……"

Lu Wushuang raised her small hand, wanting to punch Zhang Huai, but when she thought of his terrifyingly strong body, she was afraid that she would be the one who would get hurt if she hit him, so she reluctantly withdrew her hand.

"Hmph, then just leave me alone! I thought we were friends already. If I die, I die. Anyway, you saved my life, so I should have died long ago. But poor Yaoyue, my master is ruthless. If Yaoyue is with me, she will definitely not escape his clutches. Yaoyue, why don't you go first? I'll just wait here for Brother Zhang to come back."

Lu Wushuang's voice was mournful and pitiful as she spoke, while secretly glancing at Zhang Huai to observe his reaction.

"No, Sister Wushuang, I want to stay and keep you company. If we really run into your master, it's always good to have more people to help us." Yaoyue seemed to see through Lu Wushuang's thoughts and immediately chimed in.

"younger sister!"

"elder sister!"

The two women embraced and wept, looking exceptionally pitiful.

"Tsk." Zhang Huai lowered his head and rubbed his sore eyes, then looked up at the two of them and sighed helplessly, "Sigh."

"Yaoyue, why are you joining in her nonsense?"

"What are you saying? My little Yaoyue has always been so considerate and sensible, hasn't she!"

Before Yaoyue could speak, Lu Wushuang immediately retorted angrily.

"I'm really fed up with you two." Zhang Huai rolled his eyes helplessly.

"Alright, alright, you two come here, I have something for you."

"Hehe, I knew Brother Zhang was the best!" Lu Wushuang immediately beamed and quickly stepped forward to take Zhang Huai's arm.

Yaoyue also walked over shyly, lowered her head and gently tugged at Zhang Huai's sleeve.

Zhang Huai looked at the girls on either side of him and said, "Close your eyes, relax, and don't resist."

"Brother Zhang, what are you going to do?" Lu Wushuang tilted her head and looked at Zhang Huai curiously.

"Stop asking so many questions, just listen to me."

"Okay." Lu Wushuang obediently responded and closed her eyes.

Zhang Huai's eyes flickered slightly, a faint purple light appearing in their depths. He slowly raised his right hand, extending his index finger. There was no wound on the fingertip, yet a drop of crystal-clear blood oozed out of thin air.

"Hey!"

Zhang Huai gave a light rebuke and pointed his index finger directly at Lu Wushuang's brow.

Lu Wushuang's cheeks flushed instantly, and she felt unbearably hot. Her mind was swollen and disoriented as if she were drunk, and her legs felt light and weak. She stumbled and almost fell backward, but fortunately Zhang Huai reacted quickly and caught her.

The drop of essence blood slowly seeped into Lu Wushuang's brow and merged into her body.

After a short while, the flush on Lu Wushuang's face gradually faded, and her strength returned. A faint, light-colored rune appeared between her eyebrows.

She opened her bright, clear eyes and looked at Zhang Huai, asking, "Brother Zhang, what did you just do to me?"

As he spoke, he stretched his arms and felt an inexhaustible surge of energy throughout his body.

I'll explain later. Go and rest over there for now.

"Oh, okay."

Immediately following suit, Zhang Huai squeezed a drop of essence blood from his left index finger and gently pressed it onto Yao Yue's brow. Just like Lu Wushuang before her, Yao Yue's cheeks flushed and her body felt unsteady. After a moment, she opened her eyes and felt the surge of power within her body.

"Brother Zhang... this..."

"Don't speak yet."

Zhang Huai, panting heavily, interrupted her.

He hadn't expected that using this move would be so mentally taxing. He had developed this method before meeting Lu Wushuang. He remembered that the Blood-Moving Realm could condense divine runes, but this world didn't have any special techniques or cultivation methods. So he explored how to integrate his spiritual power into his blood and qi, and then combine it with the magical power emitted by the Primal True Explanation to condense a power similar to divine runes.

However, this power has very little effect on him personally and cannot significantly enhance his combat strength. Interestingly, this power can be gathered in a drop of blood essence and forced out of his body.

He had even wondered if injecting this drop of blood essence into someone else's body would produce special effects.

So they caught a rabbit to test it out, but the rabbit exploded and died immediately after coming into contact with the semen.

Later, he gradually changed to larger experimental targets until he caught a sika deer and forced his blood essence into its body. The sika deer was not only unharmed, but its running speed increased several times. It took Zhang Huai some effort to catch it again and eat it.

Each time he forced out a drop of essence, it consumed a great deal of his energy, leaving him physically and mentally exhausted. Therefore, after the experiment was successful, he never tried it again. He thought he would never need this technique in his life, but unexpectedly, it came in handy today.

However, although it is useful to people, Zhang Huai will not use it easily unless it is absolutely necessary, because it is too physically demanding.

Zhang Huai looked at Lu Wushuang, who was still in a daze, and said, "Come on, try punching me."

Lu Wushuang looked puzzled, but still obediently stepped forward with a sly smile on her face, and deliberately stretched her arms.

"So, I'm really going to hit you then?"

"Go ahead and fight."

"If I hurt you, you're not allowed to blame me, and you're not allowed to hold me accountable later!"

"Hey, do you think I'm that kind of stingy person? Stop dawdling and hurry up."

Lu Wushuang was filled with excitement, clenching her fist and swinging it with all her might. Feeling the surging power within her, she even felt that she now had the confidence to fight Zhang Huai.