Lin Yan glanced at Tong Jun. ’The Tong Family must have never come across a True Blood Stone,’ he thought. ’Otherwise, they would have realized the aura emanating from this stone wall shared the same source.’
He walked toward the stone wall. Although the Qi Blood emanating from it was powerful, as his Blood Gang coalesced around him, the churning Qi Blood within his body stabilized. When he reached the wall, Lin Yan extended his hand. His fingertips touched the surface. It wasn’t cold rock, but warm, as if something was slowly flowing deep within, radiating heat.
"My Tong Family has studied this stone wall for decades. We could only determine that the Blood Essence inside is likely the blood of some unique entity. This blood has a tremendous effect on a Martial Artist’s ability to enhance their Qi Blood. With your strength, sir, you should be able to take the wall with you. You don’t have to worry about me leaking the secret."
Seeing Lin Yan able to touch the stone wall, Tong Jun actually felt more at ease. If the other man had been unable to approach the wall, he feared he would be killed to keep the secret safe.
Now that he could touch the wall, he could either take the entire thing or just extract the strands of Blood Essence from within.
But just as Tong Jun breathed a sigh of relief, a flash of sword light pierced through his chest.
Tong Jun only saw the flash of the sword; he didn’t even feel the pain in his chest. By the time he realized something was wrong, he was clutching his chest with both hands, his face a mask of confusion and bewilderment.
’I’ve told him everything,’ he thought. ’I even used the silver my father hid elsewhere as a bargaining chip. Why would he still kill me?’
"You broke your oath... aren’t you afraid of developing a Heart Demon in your future Cultivation?"
"A Heart Demon?"
Lin Yan shook his head. ’Zhuang Zheng made that oath. What does it have to do with me, Lin Yan?’
Once Tong Jun collapsed, Lin Yan placed his hand on the stone wall again. He had no intention of using the Abyssal Sword to cut it open and extract the Blood Essence.
The energy of the Blood Essence was preserved within the stone. If he took it out, he couldn’t guarantee the energy wouldn’t dissipate.
Taking a deep breath, Lin Yan began to circulate the Eight Desolates Dragon Elephant Technique.
Qi Blood surged from his Dantian, slowly circulating along his Eight Meridians.
This was a daily practice for him, as familiar and natural as breathing.
But this time, it was different.
If circulating the Eight Desolates Dragon Elephant Technique normally was like a small stream of Qi Blood flowing through his meridians, then at this moment—as the energy from the stone wall surged into his body through his palm and merged with his Qi Blood—that stream instantly became a raging river.
The Qi Blood rushed through his meridians so quickly he could barely guide it.
The circulation path of the Eight Desolates Dragon Elephant Technique lit up inside him. A Circulation that used to require deliberate guidance to complete was now flowing on its own as smoothly as Flowing Clouds and Flowing Water. With a single breath in and out, the Qi Blood had already completed most of the circuit.
Lin Yan’s heart stirred, but he kept his eyes closed, allowing the energy to carry his Qi Blood as it surged through his body.
One Circulation.
Two Circulations.
Three Circulations.
In the past, completing One Circulation would take the time of half an incense stick. Now, that time was cut by nearly half.
The Qi Blood surged through his meridians faster and faster. In his Dantian, the pale golden blood mass that had been compressed twice was now expanding and solidifying at a visible rate.
Lin Yan’s mind raced. ’Could the Eight Desolates Dragon Elephant Technique be related to this energy?’
It wasn’t that Lin Yan was overthinking it. The last time he refined a True Blood Stone, it had sped up the purification of his Qi Blood, but it was nothing like what was happening now.
This change wasn’t simply because the Blood Essence in the wall was more concentrated than a True Blood Stone. If it were merely a matter of concentration, it would only affect the time it took to absorb.
Eight Desolates Dragon Elephant Technique, a Cultivation Technique left behind by the Lin Family’s ancestor, but not created by him. Origin... unknown.
Lin Yan recalled the description of the Eight Desolates Dragon Elephant Technique from the Cultivation Manual when he had first chosen it.
The Cultivation Technique was passed down by the Lin Family’s ancestor, but the ancestor never mentioned its origins.
For two thousand years, quite a few members of the Lin Family had practiced this technique. All they knew was that cultivating the Eight Desolates Dragon Elephant Technique required one’s Qi Blood to be over halfway full during the Fourth-Time of Skin Smoothing stage, and that after cultivation, one’s Blood Gang would be denser than that of other Powerhouses in the Blood Exchange Realm. No other special characteristics had ever been discovered.
’Perhaps the Eight Desolates Dragon Elephant Technique is more than just a Cultivation Technique that demands high Qi Blood and results in a dense Blood Gang after Cultivation.’
Just as Lin Yan came to this conclusion, the pale golden blood mass in his Dantian suddenly exploded.
A phantom image slowly materialized behind him.

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