Parasitic Immortal Cultivation: Race Clearing System

Chapter 408 Am I useless?

The Holy Son woke up from his nightmare.

He opened his eyes and felt that his body was heavy. When he looked down, he saw that the penetrating wound was still there, but there was no hissing sound, but his intestines were flowing out.

There wasn't much pain, he just felt a little numb in his body.

He was still in the dark dead forest, but the giant dragon was gone, and the Bai Bing who was chasing him was nowhere to be seen.

Then he found that the storage magic weapon and the protective equipment on his body were also missing, so he had to remove the cloth strip from his body with a hiss, simply bandage his abdomen, and stumbled up.

"Bai Bing, I'm still alive, but you're dead." He said coldly to himself.

He was not very worried about the injuries, which were merely fatal. His powerful Divine Phoenix physique had experienced countless more fatal injuries.

As long as you leave here, everything can be undone.

"My communication device is also missing."

He touched his body and found that the storage ring was missing. He couldn't heal his wounds, let alone contact the clan members who wanted Bai Bing.

After getting up and walking a few steps, he felt something was wrong with his body again.

"Why can't the injury be recovered?"

He lowered his head and pulled away the cloth again. The wound on his abdomen was still bleeding slowly, and even showed signs of infection and stinking, but it did not heal quickly. This was very abnormal.

Is my bloodline power sealed?

He used his mental skills to sense his own cultivation, but it felt like a dry river, and his strong vitality could no longer be felt.

"It must have been sealed. That nail is a magic weapon." Shengzi thought so.

He recalled that he had met the giant dragon before, and then it pounced on him, and then fell into a coma.

In the dark, the giant dragon seemed to want to eat him, but it did not eat him completely, but absorbed some things from his body.

He felt like something was missing in his body right now.

Something very important.

"No, I have to go back and look for it."

He muttered to himself, dragging his heavy steps and walking around in a daze.

With better luck, he found some scattered pills, grabbed them, and swallowed them quickly.

The breath gradually relaxed a little.

This gradually gave him peace of mind. Although he could not contact his clan members, there were many friends here. They knew about this battle and they only needed to wait here for rescue.

Suddenly, he calmly thought for a while.

"Han Mo is in trouble, Ye Wuchen is gone, and An Yingqiu is probably just eager to see my joke, right?

My tribe is too far away. Who will come to help me in this place of right and wrong?"

He suddenly felt a little confused, and suddenly realized that there were not many people around him who were worthy of relying on, and it was impossible to expect them to come to help now.

"We need to cultivate some absolutely loyal confidants in the future." He whispered to himself as he reviewed this.

But misfortunes never come singly. He found that the strength he had just recovered was quickly passing away, and his vitality was also disappearing. He was like a deflated ball that could not be filled up.

This feeling of dying made him panic again.

Why can’t I recover on my own? Where is my Divine Phoenix bloodline?

Finally, he found a bead in the mud. He recognized that it was a pair of matching communication beads that could contact a person——

Zhao Hao.

"Do you need him to help?"

After thinking for a moment, he still held on to his last hope and crushed the bead, then leaned against the tree stump and waited silently. He could no longer let his life force flow away.

Unexpectedly, I would turn to him for help in my desperate moment.

I don't know how long it took.

There was a sound of breaking wind coming from around, and the Holy Son was alert, and then he saw a familiar person.

Zhao Hao.

"Are you the Holy Son?" Zhao Hao was also very surprised. Looking at the bloody and muddy man in front of him, he almost didn't recognize it.

I haven’t seen you for a few days, why are you so embarrassed?

Didn't you hear that Bai Bing wanted to kill him before? Then go to fight?

Thinking of this, Zhao Hao was shocked and took a breath. Bai Bing was so terrifying. He actually defeated the Holy Son. The gap was getting bigger and bigger. Fortunately, he didn't face him head-on this time.

He clenched his fists secretly. He was still calm and confident. He could feel that his strength was increasing step by step. This feeling made him feel at ease and at ease.

Now, he is no longer as impulsive as before, rashly confronting that person, and will not be easily defeated.

Don't deceive me, Zhao Hao, because I am not as good as others. If you have the guts, I will see you again in ten years.

"Zhao Hao."

The Holy Son's eyes regained some brilliance, and he said weakly: "Is there a communication device that can contact my people?"

"Yes." Zhao Hao said.

"Give me a use." The Holy Son said.

Zhao Hao took it out. He stayed in the Divine Phoenix Clan for a while and benefited a lot. He also had some friends.

The Holy Son took the communication weapon, contacted the junior brother, said something calmly, and then disconnected.

Finally feel more at ease.

"Holy Son, you fought Bai Bing and lost?" Zhao Hao couldn't help but ask.

The Holy Son stood up, staggering, and Zhao Hao quickly helped him.

Finding that the Holy Son didn't speak, Zhao Hao was convinced of this fact. He also wanted to know how Bai Bing defeated the most powerful young genius in the world, the Holy Son. However, he was afraid of hurting the Holy Son's self-esteem, so he thought about it for a long time and was careful to be tactful.

Question:

"How did you get beaten like this?"

The Holy Son paused in his steps.

His body suddenly began to tremble.

Anger, shock, sadness, and complex emotions were intertwined, making him feel dizzy.

Then, that extremely weak feeling came again.

His vision was dark, and his vitality was rapidly draining away.

"Please rest first and don't rush to talk." Zhao Hao said quickly.

When he saw the lifeless expression on the Holy Son's face, he became a little worried, "Don't die here. I, Zhao Hao, am innocent. I'm afraid I won't be able to explain clearly."

"Junior Brother Hao," the Holy Son said suddenly.

"What's wrong?"

The Holy Son said: "My bloodline power seems to have been lost, and it cannot be restored now."

Zhao Hao said: "Don't worry, it won't be too late to wait for your tribe to come and then go back and take care of him slowly."

"Senior brother, I wrongly blamed you. I shouldn't have doubted you again and again. That Bai Bing is really not a good thing." Shengzi said.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Hao clenched his fists and then relaxed.

"That's all. The grudge between me and that Bai Bing is indeed too deep. It's hard to explain clearly. It's normal for the Holy Son to be suspicious. Many people have doubted it before, but I don't care too much about it."

"Would you like to assist me in my career?"

The Holy Son said calmly, "I now understand that some people in the clan are ultimately unreliable.

I have been missing for so long, but you are the only one who came to find me."

A friend in need is a friend indeed. The battle between him and Bai Bing caused quite a stir. Those brothers and sisters in the clan who respected him found him missing. If they were interested, someone would have found him long ago.

It's a pity there is none.

When Zhao Hao heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly and he said calmly: "Of course I am willing."

He could already predict that Bai Bing would be wanted by the entire Divine Phoenix clan and would be killed.

You asked for this.

"Then would you like to do me a favor?" the Son continued.

"May my liver and brain be wiped out!" Zhao Hao said solemnly.

"good."

The Holy Son looked at him and said, "It's like this. My true energy seems to be unable to support the arrival of the tribe. Can you contribute some bloodline power to awaken the true blood of the Divine Phoenix for me and repair my body?"

Zhao Hao was stunned, "I can't do this."

"Don't worry, I have a secret technique that can absorb the power of blood. You don't have to do anything, you just need to cooperate."

Absorb bloodline power?

Zhao Hao asked, "You mean, you want to extract my blood? Will this affect Daoji?"

"If I return to my clan, I will compensate you tenfold." The Holy Son said.

Zhao Hao thought for a while and said, "Senior brother, I have lost some blood recently, and my bloodline is mixed. I am afraid that it will pollute your divine bloodline."

"You don't have to worry about this."

Zhao Hao decisively refused and took a step back, "Son, please think twice."

"What about your promise to be loyal and sincere?" The Holy Son's face turned cold.

Zhao Hao also turned cold, "Does the Holy Son think I'm stupid? What is blood? How can the damage be easily repaired?"

Then Wangtian Peak Master fulfilled his promise to draw blood for you, but he hasn’t recovered yet. Do you think I, Zhao Hao, can be easily bullied?"

If you want blood, there is no way.

He deeply understands that the only way is to be strong. It is impossible to overextend oneself in exchange for trust. Is it easy for me to practice so far?

"You keep saying you are loyal to me, but you can't even do this, so what's the use of you."

The Holy Son looked at him indifferently, and golden flames gradually burned in his eyes, "Or do you think you can talk to me unscrupulously now that I am seriously injured?"

A biting evil spirit is gathering.

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(End of chapter)