169 Hand It Over, The Spiritual Sword Chooses Its Owner (1)
Song Shi crossed his arms and looked unhappy.
He was unhappy, but Lu Youyou was smiling.
She was the classic case of gloating over others misfortune .
Song Shi turned around to observe the area outside the tea plantation. In the area where the Array Formation had not been broken, it looked foggy outside and was filled with miasma, obstructing one’s vision.
When his thoughts probed over, it was destroyed by a corrosive power the moment he approached.
“The miasma is already so powerful. This is only a node that has been broken. The other Array Formations have not been broken at all. This feels like a parallel circuit. It’s not affected by anything on the outside. But if you walk over, you’ll probably die.”
The blood on Song Shi’s body squirmed and submerged him. It quickly spread to the periphery, forming a blood river.
The blood water squirmed and two identical him appeared. One of them walked forward.
This direction was the center of the basin. As expected, the Array Formation Power was even stronger.
Lu Jiu did not stop him. He was already preparing to send someone to probe the nearby situation. It would be best if someone took the initiative to do it.
On the surface, it looked like Song Shi sent a clone, but in fact, Song Shi’s main body walked into the fog. Soon, a ball of flames rose and Song Shi turned into ashes.
“Rumor has it that this old man is extremely selfish. When did he become so proactive?”
The Mountain Moving Daoist, who had his hands behind his back, suddenly said.
“I’m more curious why he hasn’t become feeble after wasting so many clones.”
The Ghost Butcher’s eyes were filled with curiosity.
“It’s most likely because of his Dharma treasure.”
Lu Jiu guessed, “This thing is about to become a Numinous artifact. The Blood Refinement Sect’s inheritance is something spectacular indeed.”
“It should be. Didn’t he kill many cultivators in Silken City previously? He probably used the blood essence of those cultivators to cultivate this Cloning Technique. After consuming it, he can recover quickly.”
Ghost Butcher nodded in agreement.
“Blood Dao techniques have terrifying regenerative abilities and tenacious vitality. It’s a pity that the Blood Refinement Sect provoked the royal family of Great Qian and was wiped out all at once.”
A nostalgic look appeared on the Mountain Moving Daoist’s face. “Back then, our Heavenly Ghost Sect and the Blood Refinement Sect had a good relationship. They killed people to refine their blood while we bought the blood to cultivate. It was a mutually beneficial relationship. How wonderful.”
“Hehe, if the Blood Refinement Sect wasn’t destroyed, how would the Sky Demon Cult have the chance to become the champion of the Demonic Dao?”
Lu Jiu sneered.
Ghost Butcher shook his head and thought of something. “Rumor has it that the Blood Refinement Sect is related to the Blood Spirit Sect. Is that true?”
“The Blood Refinement Sect came from the Blood Spirit Sect back then, but they’ve long lost contact with each other. Otherwise, why didn’t they say anything when the Blood Refinement Sect was destroyed back then?”
At this point, the Mountain Moving Daoist said, “However, Great Qian is decaying and on the verge of collapse. The surrounding eight countries are restless. There are cultivators from other countries appearing in the thirteen prefectures. We have to be careful of them coming to pick peaches[1].”
“This should be a headache for the Sky Demon Cult and Great Qian. We should develop ourselves and nurture and recruit more talents.”
Lu Jiu was not worried. He looked at the tea trees. “After this exploration, I’ll recruit a batch of new disciples and use the wisdom tea made from the leaves to increase their Comprehension.”
After Song Shi died ten more times, he suddenly stopped courting death.
“There’s a teahouse in this direction. There are a few ancient cultivators’ manors and some shops in that. They’re all protected by Array Formations. I’ll rest for a while. You guys go ahead and break them.”
Song Shi said. He realized that he could not obtain any more EXP after his Array Formation had reached grade-6.
Even if he was killed by another Array Formation while courting death, he would still not be rewarded with Array Formation EXP that could increase his level.
The reason was that the level of the Array Formation had to be higher than his current level before it could continue to be effective.
“The reward method has been refreshed after the Core Formation realm. With an upper and lower limit, I can only find a Grade 7 Array Formation to increase my Array Formation level.”
Song Shi thought of the rules of the previous refresh and felt a little unsatisfied.
If there was no upper limit, he could farm his Array Formation to Grade Nine right now.
“Blood-robed Elder, you’ve worked hard. Rest peacefully. We’ll break this portion of the Array Formation next.”
Lu Jiu smiled at Song Shi with a good attitude.
He knew that Song Shi had performed very well.
No matter what Song Shi’s motive was, since he was so proactive in doing things, he was a good role model to the others.
“Oh, so you are finally tired, I thought you said you hadn’t exhausted yourself?”
Lu Youyou glanced at Song Shi. The wisdom tree in front of her was almost bald and the tea leaves had filled several jade basins.
“Are you done?”
Song Shi retracted the blood river and turned around to ask casually.
“It’s about time. I’ll leave some for you. It will be enough for a pot of tea.”
Lu Youyou clapped her hands. There were about thirty leaves left on the tea tree in front of her.
“Take them all off. There’s no need to keep them.”
Song Shi shook his head and walked over to form a seal. He began to seal the tea tree to prevent it from losing its vitality and spirituality. This was a common way to preserve all kinds of spiritual objects. It was a little like adding plastic wrap to vegetables and food in his previous life.
When Lu Youyou heard Song Shi’s generous words, she was quite surprised. She looked at Song Shi suspiciously. “You said it.”
“Take it off. New tea will grow next year.”
Song Shi nodded.
Many people curled their lips when they heard that.
‘New tea?’
This Wisdom Tea could only mature a batch of tea leaves in a hundred years, which meant that it would take a hundred years for the new tea to mature.
“Your generosity is making me feel bad.”
Although Lu Youyou said that, her hands acted otherwise. She plucked the last of the tea leaves and placed them in the full jade basin.
She stared at Song Shi, but she did not see any anger or pain from losing his tea leaves. She was a little stunned.
Wasn’t it heartbreaking to have all the leaves of such a hard-earned tea tree plucked?
She saw Song Shi walking towards the jade basin and stopped him. “What are you doing?”
“I’m collecting my tea. Thank you for picking the tea leaves for me. I think the tea leaves personally picked by a beauty will taste better.”
[1] “Pick the peaches” is referring to the cultivators from other countries taking advantage of the chaos to reap benefits