Chapter 273: Chapter 143: Primordial, The Dream of Heritage
At this mont, the Ice Crystal Demon Snake’s crystal-like scales were mostly shattered, and fresh blood with a tint of blue amid the deep red seeped out from its wounds. As a Second-tier Magical Beast with an Ancient Bloodline, its latent potential began to erge.
Energy Particles filled the sky, converging towards it, and the wounds on the Ice Crystal Demon Snake’s body healed rapidly, visible to the naked eye.
“You’ve been too reckless…”
Benny approached Ronan, whispering softly, yet his hands were busy, quickly collecting the scattered Essence Blood of the Ice Crystal Demon Snake.
Not a single drop was wasted, with ticulous care.
“No matter how exceptional your Talent is, how dare you compete with such an Ancient Bloodline.
It’s rely in its juvenile stage right now. As its Bloodline slowly Awakens, the speed of its Strength growth will only get faster…”
Ronan’s expression was calm as he replied, “Don’t forget, we have the Holy Blood Tree.
In a contest of Bloodlines, I can always stay one step ahead…”
“Let’s talk about successful transplantation later…”
Benny shook his head and then muttered to himself, “Fortunately, this contract… There’s not a complete lack of thods to break it.
Damien, you get my drift.”
Benny glanced at the nearby Ice Crystal Demon Snake with a hint of profound aning in his words.
Ronan’s eyes flickered. He clearly understood the “thod of breaking” Benny referred to.
It was none other than “tearing up the agreent” in advance—killing the Ice Crystal Demon Snake before its Strength surpassed his own, thus removing the risk of exchanging master and servant roles.
“The wagering agreent with Bosilina” seed like a fair bet, but in reality, the contract favored the “master” to so extent.
However, Ronan, despite knowing this thod of “breaking” the contract, didn’t want to actually go through with it one day.
Just as he told Benny, on the path of one’s journey, being alone was too lonely, and there needed to be so challenging matters, so seemingly unattainable goals to keep the passion and motivation for relentless progress.
In this aspect, he and Angelie were quite alike.
“It’s enough.”
Benny collected all the blood that the Ice Crystal Demon Snake had shed, containing it with his spiritual power, filling up an entire oak barrel.
“I’ll go get ready; you extract the Essence Blood from where the Bloodline Power is most concentrated…”
Benny instructed before hurrying off towards the valley.
Ronan’s gaze fell on the Ice Crystal Demon Snake, which was silently licking its wounds.
After being severely beaten by Ronan and signing the “wagering” contract, the snake seed to have grown up a lot.
Now, quietly coiled to one side, its ruby-like eyes grew profound, as if it had learned to endure and began to gain so cunning.
“Who are the three Cold Scaled Pythons that spared no effort in damaging their Essence Blood to enable your Transformation?”
Ronan walked over leisurely, his tone softening, trying to communicate with the Ice Crystal Demon Snake.
The latter did not respond, simply looking at him with deep eyes.
Bosilina’s soul contract was different from typical master-servant soul contracts; it largely preserved the relative independence of the “Servant.”
In a typical Master-slave Contract, there are no secrets from the master for the servant. However, Ronan couldn’t fully sense the inner thoughts of the Ice Crystal Demon Snake; he could only catch faint ripples of its emotions.
“One of them is dead, probably to better shield you and complete the Bloodline Awakening…”
Ronan spoke to himself, feeling the turmoil beginning inside the Ice Crystal Demon Snake. It let out a hiss, and a terrifying chill flowed from its crimson eyes.
This chill far exceeded what it had previously shown Ronan.
Snakes, as Magical Beasts, are typically cold-blooded by nature.
But strangely, among this clutch of snakes, Ronan didn’t see this trait. In fact, he felt they were warr than many Wizards.
“Two more were captured. They’re probably being raised sowhere now…”
Ronan reached out, extending his hand towards the Ice Crystal Demon Snake’s head, as if to stroke its scales.
The snake recoiled as if electrified, showing evident resistance. It was clearly not yet accustod to being this close to a “human,” especially one it resented and constantly thought of rebelling and surpassing.
“Don’t worry, if I have the chance, I’ll help you rescue them… And one more thing.”
Ronan calmly placed his hand on the scales on the Ice Crystal Demon Snake’s forehead, sharp tal wires shot from his fingertips, threading through the gaps between the scales, and quickly burrowed into the flesh underneath its horn.
The Ice Crystal Demon Snake winced in pain, its eyes instantly filled with violence and ferocity. It opened its mouth wide, ready to fiercely bite down on Ronan.
Yet, Ronan remained unmoved, rely looking at it coldly.
“You should start learning… how to be a qualified Magic Pet.”
Drop by drop, icy blue blood tinged with deep red rapidly flow out from beneath the Ice Crystal Demon Snake’s flesh along the tal wires.
Benny had asked Ronan to take the Essence Blood from the heart, but Soraya had told Ronan before that for the Cold Scaled Pythons that had Awakened the Ancient Ice Crystal Demon Snake Bloodline, the most valuable Essence Blood was actually in the blood pouch under its horn.
That was the place where the Bloodline Power was most concentrated.
As its source of Bloodline Power was being extracted, the Ice Crystal Demon Snake writhed frantically, attempting nurous tis to bite Ronan but was sternly restrained by the power of the soul contract.
Only when he had obtained about a fist-sized amount of Essence Blood did Ronan cease the extraction.
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