Chapter 38: I Want to Get Stronger!
In the instant when Su Ming's right hand swept away, the crescent moon that had been vague and scattered in the sky suddenly emitted an extremely bright silver light. This silver light was invisible to outsiders, but only Su Ming could see it clearly.
Only to see the silver light suddenly descend from the sky, and with Su Ming's wave of his hand, he saw that the sky and earth in front of him were distorted, and then the moonlight that seemed to be stirred by him flashed, and a loud noise erupted. A large piece of rock in front of Su Ming split into countless fragments, scattering everywhere, and some fell into the mountain stream, with the sound echoing for a long time.
Su Ming's eyes widened, he took a deep breath, and stared blankly at his right hand for a long time before reacting. He suddenly lifted his head to gaze up at the sky, only to find that the moon had disappeared, and the first light of dawn broke through, bathing the entire world in its radiance.
"This... is the Fire Barbarian Technique? But this technique has something to do with the bright moon, yet there's not a hint of fire intent. Why is that?" Su Ming muttered to himself, his heart racing faster, and just now, in that instant when he had moved his right hand, the power of the moonlight contained an inexplicable strangeness that made Su Ming's heart palpitate with excitement.
He clenched his right fist and with a flash of his eyes, he punched another large stone beside him. His whole body's blood circulation accelerated, twenty-five blood vessels intersecting, and at the moment his fist touched the stone, a muffled thunderous sound was heard. The stone appeared to have several cracks on it, and at the same time, a massive counter-shock force surged into Su Ming's right hand, rushing into his body, but was neutralized by the circulation of his blood.
Su Ming took a step back, his eyes fixed on the large stone that had cracked open in several places. His eyes gradually revealed an excited look.
"With my current power of Congealing Blood Fourth Layer, I can only create cracks on this boulder... If I were to use the Soul Devouring Barbaric Skill and find a suitable beast spirit, perhaps I could shatter this boulder... But that would be my limit, and compared to that sliver of moonlight, there's still an obvious gap."
That sliver of moonlight was enough, but if a bit more were to emerge... Su Ming took a deep breath and then burst out laughing, his expression quite pleased. He could feel the change within himself, the power that existed in his body, and he looked forward even more to the arrival of the night of the full moon.
"It's just a pity that the power of this moonlight can only be exerted at night." Su Ming hesitated for a moment, then turned and went back into the cave.
Never had he felt such strong anticipation for the arrival of night, Su Ming would occasionally lift his head to glance through the small holes at the sky, feeling that this day was particularly slow. Gradually, as the sky darkened once again and the moonlight spilled onto the earth, Su Ming suppressed his excitement, gazing at the bright moon, letting out a deep breath, and revealing a glint in his eyes.
From the barbaric inheritance, Su Ming clearly knew that once he reached the fifth layer of Blood Condensation and beyond, he could unleash the inherited power in the medium-sized Wusong tribe hundreds of years ago, two extremely powerful barbaric techniques!
Wū xuè chén yǔ zhǎn sān shā!
Translation:
Dark Blood Dust and Slaughter of Three Evils!
Among them, the dark blood dust is the condensation of a drop of fierce blood in the body, causing it to burst out with astonishing power in an instant. As for the Three Kills, it makes Su Ming's heart palpitate every time he thinks about it.
Among them, the Dark Blood Dust requires more than 50 bloodlines to be deployed. The Three Kills are even more difficult, requiring the condensation of 200 bloodlines to be used initially, and only then can one kill!
The fifth layer of the Blood Realm requires fifty-three bloodlines. To become a sixth-layer barbarian, one needs one hundred and nine bloodlines! As for the seventh layer, it's two hundred and forty-three bloodlines!
The peak of the Blood Realm's middle stage is the eighth layer, which requires 399 bloodlines!
Above the ninth floor, it is the late stage of coagulation, until the eleventh floor. The required amount is up to the limit of ordinary barbarians, 781 strips. If you can get more, then the stronger your strength, the higher the chance of becoming a Kai Chen realm!
Su Ming's eyes sparkled as he gazed at the moon in the sky, his expectation growing thicker and more intense. As he pondered silently, the moon turned red in his mind, and gradually, the moonlight transformed into a crimson hue before his eyes. The burning sensation in his eyes resurfaced once again.
This time, Su Ming didn't hesitate, biting his finger and immediately lifting it up, using the fresh blood to wipe his eyes. His entire body was like thunder, and the strange changes that appeared inside and outside Hei Yanfeng yesterday reappeared again.
"I want to become stronger!" Su Ming muttered, as twenty-five blood lines emerged from his body. His entire being shone with a bloody glow as he continuously absorbed the mountain's energy from all directions. At the same time, the Blood Moon in his eyes flashed once more, and he lifted his right hand again, wiping it across his pupils for the second time!
"The Way of the Barbarian Desire, exhausting the edges of the eight directions, residual fire melts blood, thoughts emerge from the burning heavens, thoughts are exhausted in the blazing sky... Like a fiery moon rising from the clouds, vast and boundless between heaven and earth... At that time, silently pondering, blood and fire overlapping, nine is the extreme, one is the law, igniting the barbarian fire with nine bows, completing the transmission of the Fire Way!"
Nine is extreme! Nine is extreme!! The meaning of this sentence, in my opinion, is that the blood and fire are stacked nine times!" Su Ming's right hand, after wiping his eyes for the second time, suddenly shook violently, and the entire Black Flame Peak trembled, but this tremor was still imperceptible to anyone.
An even more majestic mountain body aura came crashing in, rushing into Su Ming's body, giving him a faint feeling that he was about to burst open. On his body, the twenty-five blood lines shone with dazzling light, as if they were alive, twisting and turning.
At this moment, the 26th bloodline suddenly appeared on Su Ming's body. It didn't end there; the 27th, 28th, 29th... all the way to the 33rd bloodline appeared simultaneously!!
Su Ming's breathing was rapid, his heart pounding and accelerating, the feeling of possessing powerful strength enveloped him, making him immerse himself in it, as if unwilling to wake up. But his mind was clear, and within a flash of blood moon in his eyes, he slowly raised his right hand and bit through the third finger.
The fresh blood on his fingertips seemed to have a strange power, Su Ming stared at the blood and slowly placed it in front of his eyes, he was going to ignite the Blood Fire Array for the third time!
He had an extremely strong feeling that if he could ignite the Blood Fire three times, his cultivation would make a breakthrough! The intensity of this feeling made him tremble with fear, staring fixedly at his fingers. Under Su Ming's clenched teeth, he suddenly pressed his right eye, and with just a light wipe, the entire Wu Mountain shook violently!
It was not only the Black Flame Peak that shook, but also the other four peaks, which were equally shocked. Countless birds and beasts looked up at the sky in terror, not daring to move a single step. However, the mountain, in anyone's eyes, seemed to be as usual, without much change.
Wulong Department, unaware, Wushan Department is the same, only in that Heishan Department, sitting and absorbing the blood of the moon wings in his body, breaking through the dust boundary of Bitu, his heart suddenly tightened, opening his eyes when a hint of horror appeared in his eyes, he immediately got up and left the house, looking at the sky.
That feeling in an instant, however, is gone with the wind, no matter how he observes, he can't find the shocking source.
Apart from this, at the moment when Su Ming attempted to ignite the Blood Fire for the third time, all the Moonwings in the depths of the five mountain peaks within Wushan revealed an excited expression, as if they were about to rush out of their resting place in that strange tree trunk, and go find their king!
But it seems to be shrouded in some kind of power and can't go out.
Similarly, that eerie red tree inside Wushan was also trembling, unable to tell whether it was excitement or fear.
Inside the cave, Su Ming's fingers wiped a thread of fresh blood on his right eye. His body trembled and he had to stop, as the overwhelming aura that surged from the entire Wu Mountain wildly rushed into his body, causing the blood lines on his body to surge at a speed that even Su Ming found terrifying.
Thirty-four, thirty-five, thirty-six...... forty-two, forty-four...... all the way to forty-seven!!
Su Ming could no longer sustain it, the explosive feeling in his body grew clearer and clearer, and at this moment, he even faintly heard the sound of a moon wing's howl echoing throughout Wushan Mountain.
His right hand suddenly lifted, breathing rapidly, panting heavily, his whole body was soaked in sweat. At the same time, the soul of the dark mountain disappeared, and the surging air also dissipated. The faint howling sound at the edge of his ear also vanished without a trace. Everything returned to normal.
But Su Ming knew that everything just now was absolutely abnormal!
"What a powerful barbaric art!! I can feel it, if the third Blood Fire Stack is completed, my bloodline will double in strength! And this is only the third time, what about nine times..." Su Ming took a deep breath, and he secretly felt a hint of fear that made him dare not to cultivate.
"This is only the ninth time, and according to my understanding, after nine times of blood fire stacking, I can bow to the fire moon in the sky... After nine bows, the fire can communicate with heaven!" Su Ming murmured, feeling the incredible strength within himself that he could hardly believe. After a long while, he slowly raised his head, and a hint of determination appeared in his eyes.
"With the aid of medicine and magic, I shall cultivate this art... I will make a name for myself!" Su Ming clenched his fists.
