Listening to Ying Hui's worries, Jiaojiao said with a careless smile, "It's just a bit of Mutated Essence Blood, I can still hold on. This Daluo Heaven convention is Wanxian Island's sche, but it is also the best opportunity for the rise of the human race."
Jiaojiao sighed, "A talent like Zhou Bai, if he were in Central City, the conditions would be so much better than they are now."
"The prodigies prepared by Wanxian Island, whether it be magical treasures, elixirs, or Cultivation Techniques, will undoubtedly far exceed Zhou Bai. We can't offer Zhou Bai the sa conditions as the Heavenly Court, but we have plenty of Mutated Essence Blood."
"Especially my Mutated Essence Blood, it should be of extrely high quality, which could make this Primordial Spirit armor even more formidable, right?"
Speaking of which, she saw that with a slight movent of her Primordial Spirit's power, her originally weak body gradually filled out.
But what this fullness brought was not health, but hair that grew all over her body, continuously twisting and shuddering.
The mutation that had been temporarily suppressed within her body once again continued.
A faint whisper emitted in the air, the light surrounding beca gradually darkened, and an extrely evil aura spread out from Jiaojiao's body, causing Ying Hui and the others to feel a shiver deep in their souls.
However, Jiaojiao calmly passed her hand over her chest, and alongside the sound of flesh being torn apart, her clothes and skin were opened by a rift from the Sword Qi, black blood surged out, exposing her ugly, stinking heart to the air.
A fierce smile that she struggled to suppress flashed across Jiaojiao's face as the Sword Qi shot directly from her fingertips to her pitch-black heart.
Then the heart emitted a roar, and a face full of blood vessels vaguely appeared but was imdiately cleaved by the Sword Qi, tearing a wound open.
Swipe—the black essence blood along with a wave of stench, spurted out directly from her heart.
As soon as the blood ca out, it seed to have the tendency to transform into living creatures, starting to congeal and change shape, but was quickly seized by a sucking force from the gourd, and eventually dragged into the gourd.
Seeing this scene, the other Supre Elders sprang into action, stopping the suppression of the mutation in their bodies while shooting their blood in the direction of the gourd.
Instantly, the air filled with the manic whispering of countless individuals, the entire space turned dim, and everyone's shadows danced wildly under the faint light, as if sothing was lurking within.
As so many powerful cultivators began to embrace mutation at once, it directly triggered the phenonon of distortion. Ying Hui quickly retreated, leaving the area.
"Jiaojiao! Stop imdiately!"
"It's okay for us to handle the blood, Eastern City still needs you to hold the fort."
"Why stop, your Mutated Essence Blood is nowhere near as good as mine. If it weren't for the sheer volu needed, I would have taken care of it all by myself."
Then they saw several Supre Elders vying with one another to fill the gourd with their own blood, trying to spare Jiaojiao from shedding blood and from a mont of mutation.
In a little over ten seconds, the whole gourd was filled with the Mutated Blood of everyone present.
The Mutated Essence Blood inside the gourd was thick and seed to have its life, writhing constantly, occasionally shaping into silent, roaring faces.
With just a thought from Jiaojiao, the gourd was sealed and simultaneously, runes lit up on the surface of the gourd, sealing the blood within.
Jiaojiao took a deep breath and saw her fur-covered body start to peel away, rging into the surrounding flesh and blood. She gradually transford back into her original youthful appearance, but had beco even frailer.
The other elders also sat down one after another to suppress their own mutated states again, but two of them let out screams—their transformations not only did not subside but beca even more severe.
Tentacles grew out from their eye sockets, mouths, and ears.
With a sigh, everyone understood that these two had reached the end point of their mutations.
Accompanied by the sigh, the flesh and blood that had spread along the ground from Jiaojiao devoured the two elders, one by one. The others watched the scene with a hint of sorrow in their eyes—they had seen too many such scenes over the years.
As Jiaojiao watched the two disappear, she said lightly, "Elder He, Elder Li, rest assured, I will not hand you over to Heaven. From now on, watch Zhou Bai continue to grow with . The things we couldn't accomplish will be carried on by their generation."
The sorrow in the eyes of the other elders gradually faded, and each of them began to grow dull, finally stating,
"Ying Hui, we are going to temporarily seal our consciousness for recuperation."
"If it's not sothing important, don't call us."
In the next mont, the gourd had already flown to Ying Hui. Jiaojiao, sowhat weak, said, "Ying Hui, take them out. Then pass the gourd and the Red Heavenly Armor to Zhou Bai."
"Rember, when Zhou Bai is crafting the armor, call Yun Chonghe over. The armor will use Mutated Essence Blood, and crafting it will certainly be dangerous—let Yun Chonghe guard Zhou Bai."
"Also, keep the matter about the Mutated Essence Blood a secret, and don't announce that I'm resting..."
Jiaojiao quickly and clearly instructed on each matter. Ying Hui solemnly agreed, and at last, with the gourd in hand, led the elders away.
It was after they had left that Jiaojiao finally let out a slow breath and weakly lay on the ground.
Her lower body gradually rged into the surrounding flesh and blood, as if being decomposed and devoured by the monsters around her. What remained of her upper body beca even more delicate and small, transforming into a little girl of seven or eight years old.
"Sigh... Can't hold on any longer, huh..." Jiaojiao looked blankly ahead, then suddenly turned her head to laugh at the dark corner, "Master... how did I do..."
"I can't leave just yet... Zhou Bai still needs ..."
"If I leave now... they will be bullied by Heaven... just like they bullied you back then."
Originally, with the complete mutation of Jiaojiao's last junior brother and the fact that no one had mastered the five Divine Skills, the renegade Immortals... these events had gradually made her lose hope for survival, and her mutation had grown more and more severe.
But as Zhou Bai perford astonishingly ti and ti again, turning the tide of battle, Jiaojiao's heart, which had been like dead ashes, slowly ca back to life, reigniting a glimr of hope for the future of humanity.
Now, she did not wish to die easily. Instead, she wanted to hold on as much as she could, to protect Zhou Bai from the storm. With each day she could persist, Zhou Bai had one more day to cultivate and grow, and the Immortals would not dare to strike rashly.
"I really wish I wouldn't dream again, just get a good sleep..."
As Jiaojiao's body gradually sank down, layers of flesh and blood covered her like a blanket. She slowly closed her eyes, and the Dream Heart Scripture began to circulate, pulling her once more into that seemingly eternal dream state.
(Sigh, why did I act so pretentious before... Being late is just late, why add more... Sigh... Anyway, since I've added more, I might as well ask for a guaranteed monthly ticket.)
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