God Emperor

Chapter 807: Refining the Fifth Drop of Divine Blood

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

A Monk in the Fish-Dragon Realm must borrow divine power through a ritual to refine a drop of divine blood.

It was different for Half-Saints. They were already very strong and could use their own cultivations to refine the divine blood.

Refining a drop of blood wasn’t as useful to Half-Saints as Monks in the Fish-Dragon Realm, but it was still divine blood. It still had an infinite amount of benefits.

Normally, Jialuo Yuan would definitely refine a drop of divine blood as soon as he got it. He wouldn’t bring it with him without using it.

This was why Zhang Ruochen was shocked to find it on him.

“There are two explanations. One, Jialuo Yuan just got it and didn’t have time to refine it yet. Two, he had it on him for another reason. Maybe it has something to do with the Death Zen Sect entering the netherworld in large numbers.”

It was actually easy to prove either one of these hypotheses.

He just had to catch another monk of the Death Zen Sect and find another drop of divine blood. That would prove the second guess.

Holding the divine blood, Zhang Ruochen smiled. “It’s a treasure that’s difficult to come by. If I can refine this, I’ll have refined five drops in total. My cultivation will improve greatly.”

Putting the divine blood away, Zhang Ruochen extracted the Half Saint Light from Jialuo Yuan’s body and sealed it in a jade box. He also found three saint stones, seven bottles of pills, and books of “Thousand Ghost Prajna Palm” and “Death Zen Buddhist Way” and put them in his spatial ring.

The string of Buddhist beads on Jialuo Yuan’s neck was a powerful Buddhist weapon. Right now, it had already melted into the Abyss Ancient Sword.

Whoosh!

The Abyss Ancient Sword flew back. Tip down, it hovered in Zhang Ruochen’s palm. It had gotten stronger again.

“It’s too hard to turn it into a Thousand-pattern Saint Weapon.”

Zhang Ruochen grabbed the sword’s hilt and waved his arm. Black light instantly shone from the sword.

The Ancient Abyss Sword had refined a great amount of true martial treasure weapons and saint weapons, but it was still a Hundred-pattern Saint Weapon. However, its power was enough to enter the Hundred-pattern Saint Weapon list. At full force, it could match a Thousand-pattern Saint Weapon.

Right now, it wasn’t at the Taotian Sword’s level and it was far from the Void Sword. However, it was the most suitable for Zhang Ruochen. It was already connected to him mentally and physically.

When using the Abyss Ancient Sword, Zhang Ruochen could perform his Way of Sword to the most perfect state.

“I will mature with you. One day, you’ll become a Thousand-pattern Saint Weapon and be even stronger than the Void Sword.” Zhang Ruochen caressed the body of the Abyss Ancient Sword.

As if the sword could sense his emotions, it quivered and made a happy sound.

Han Xue flew over with the Void Sword. “Master!” she called cheerily. “Sister Mu, Blackie and I defeated three Wuchangs together.”

Zhang Ruochen had been watching the fight, so he wasn’t very surprised. However, he still praised her. “You can defeat three Wuchangs at once. Your abilities are very impressive.”

“It’s nothing, actually,” Mu Lingxi said. “We completely relied on the Void Sword to accomplish this. Without it, we couldn’t have countered the three Wuchangs at all.”

Mu Lingxi was covered in glistening sweat. She’d used up all her Holy Qi. Clearly, the previous battle hadn’t been easy.

But Blackie was pissed. It dug the demon rat out of the ground and hung it in the air by its tail.

“Speak! Why didn’t you fight when I was battling with the three Wuchangs?”

“Three Wuchangs aren’t a match for you at all,” the demon rat stammered out. “You don’t need my help at all, right, Cat Lord?”

“Really? Why do I feel like you just want to get beat up?”

Blackie swatted the demon rat’s head with a claw. Its round eyes were filled with ferocity. It seemed like it wanted to eat this rat.

When the three Wuchangs had attacked, the demon rat didn’t help at all. It just watched on from the side. Clearly, it wanted the three Wuchangs to kill Blackie and Zhang Ruochen’s group.

Sadly, it didn’t know that Han Xue had the Void Sword, a supreme saint weapon. They defeated the Wuchangs, foiling its plan.

Blackie obviously saw through this.

“Cat Lord, I won’t dare to do this anymore. I swear to god, I will never... Help...”

The Tomb Forest became filled with the demon rat’s pained cries. It wanted to escape but couldn’t. It wanted to fight back, but couldn’t. None of the demon rat’s fatal attacks worked on Blackie.

On the other hand, Blackie’s every attack hit its weakest points, making it almost too painful to live.

Zhang Ruochen shook his head, thinking, The calculative, evil, and cruel Captain Rat can actually beg for mercy too. This is amazing.

At least, Zhang Ruochen would have a hard time defeating the Half-Saint demon rat with his current cultivation. Who would’ve thought that such a powerful creature would turn into a defenseless child when faced with Blackie?

Using the Sky Eye, Zhang Ruochen looked back at Blood River. “The Wuchangs of the netherworld and Monks of the Death Zen Sect won’t give up. Let’s hide into the scroll world for a few days before coming out.”

Buddha Xinshu and the beautiful Ghost King were all in the Saint Realm. By the time they finished fighting and had more time, they would be coming for Zhang Ruochen’s group.

And other than these two, Wuchang Haochuan was also a top figure. Zhang Ruochen’s group wasn’t his match.

It was better to be safe than sorry in the netherworld.

After entering the scroll world, Mu Lingxi sat cross-legged below the Divine Sky-connecting Tree. She started absorbing the Spiritual Qi to replenish her Holy Qi.

Blackie studied the Death Zen Buddhist Way. It wanted to control the 34 Half-Saint corpses that Jialuo Yuan had left behind. The power that Jialuo Yuan could wield after absorbing the Corpse Qi of these 34 Half-Saint corpses really tempted Blackie.

On the other hand, Han Xue was refining the saintly source of Sword Saint Xuanji. She worked hard on improving her cultivation. She wanted to reach the Seventh Change.

Only Zhang Ruochen didn’t cultivate immediately. Instead, he studied the Sun-moon Crystal Coffin.

It was three meters long and made out of some unknown material. The entire thing was translucent and emanated with icy Qi. The ground was covered in white frost within a hundred-foot-radius.

A crescent moon was carved onto the top. A sun was carved onto the bottom.

The strange thing about it was that the moon and sun print was slowly absorbing the wood-elemental Spiritual Qi from the Divine Sky-connecting Tree.

“Such a mysterious treasure. No wonder Buddha Xinshu and the beautiful Ghost King would fight so fiercely for it.”

Zhang Ruochen tried various ways but failed to open the coffin. He couldn’t leave a mark even when he hacked down with the Abyss Ancient Sword with full power.

“Since I can’t open it, I’ll just leave it here for now.”

Zhang Ruochen was very curious. What changes would occur after it absorbed enough wood-elemental Spiritual Qi?

Everyone else was working hard on cultivating and improving, so Zhang Ruochen couldn’t slack off either.

He took out the divine blood. Cupping it in his hands, he opened the seal and started refining.

Other Monks in the Fish-Dragon Realm had to use a god’s strength to refine it. This was to refine the divine blood into a divine print. However, Zhang Ruochen used his divine print to absorb the blood.

Around an hour later, Zhang Ruochen had refined the divine blood completely.

The various divine prints in his Sea of Qi became clearer. They all had different shapes and radiated with powerful divine power. This fortified Zhang Ruochen’s Sea of Qi.

“How powerful will I be if I can control all the divine power of these prints?”

Zhang Ruochen’s meridians and Saintly Meridians couldn’t withstand the divine power. Thus, he couldn’t use all the power yet.

Perhaps, he had to wait until his cultivation and physical body strengthened to turn the divine prints into substantial attacks. Of course, his abilities still improved a lot after refining the fifth drop.

“Right now, my cultivation is only in the beginning of the Fish-Dragon Realm’s Ninth Change. There’s still a lot of space for improvement. I should take advantage of this chance to improve more.”

Zhang Ruochen swiped his spatial ring and released a dragon bead the size of one’s face. Wrapping it with Holy Qi, he lifted it 30 feet above him.

The bead contained extremely powerful Qi. The hot energy it radiated burned the surface, transforming it into a huge fireball.

Sizzle, crackle.

The heat that radiated out of it forced back some of the icy Qi from the Sun-moon Crystal Coffin. The frost on the ground also melted.

Zhang Ruochen had dug this dragon bead out of the Black-body Dragon King after killing it on the Void World battleground.