530: Chapter 523 Black Water Evil Leech Blood 530: Chapter 523 Black Water Evil Leech Blood Five days later, at the Bloodthirsty Sect’s Inheritance Site, the entrance to the Wanxiang Cave.
Following Fang Qingshan’s instructions, Ye Qingqing arrived early in the morning.
As the sect’s inheritance site, there was no doubt about the importance of this place.
To put it bluntly, it could be said that this was the foundation of the Bloodthirsty Sect’s existence.
Being gifted, people differ in physique and adaptability, thus the True Skills they fit with in cultivation also vary.
Such things, even a master cannot teach.
Every person who enters the Bloodthirsty Sect must enter the Wanxiang Blood Pond to sense the Essence Blood that resonates with them in order to secure the basic thod of cultivation.
After all, cultivation was sothing that could only be understood intuitively, and not conveyed in words.
What suited the master might not necessarily suit the disciple.
As a master, all one could teach a disciple, after acquiring the entrance to True Skill cultivation, were various appropriate thods of utilizing Mana.
“Little Fang, after you enter the Blood Pond, don’t think about anything else, just empty your mind and quietly sense the blood in the Blood Pond.”
“Since you’ve already been detected to have talent, there must definitely be a Dharma thod in the Blood Pond that fits with you.”
“Once you sense that Essence Blood and resonate with it, you will naturally know how to cultivate!”
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A few steps away, an elder in a blue robe was instructing an eleven or twelve-year-old boy on various precautions for entering the Blood Pond.
From their tone of speech, it seed likely that the old and the young were a master and disciple.
Aside from these two, near the entrance of the Wanxiang Cave, similar pairs numbered over a dozen.
Although it wasn’t the day when the Bloodthirsty Sect widely opened its doors to take in many disciples, there were still so people who, having detected their talent, entered the sect through various connections.
Every opening of the Wanxiang Blood Pond consud a significant amount.
Opening the Blood Pond for just one person would clearly be a loss.
Ye Qingqing was fortunate.
She had only been in the Bloodthirsty Sect for a few days before the day the Wanxiang Blood Pond opened.
Among those present who wanted to enter the Blood Pond to inherit the True thod, so had been waiting for several months.
Others ca to this entrance of the Wanxiang Cave with masters leading them.
But Ye Qingqing was alone.
Ye Qingshan had already explained everything to her in advance.
He was reluctant to bring Ye Qingqing here himself because he felt sowhat embarrassed; it seed a bit disgraceful.
After all, the disciples that others brought over were either children or teenagers aged around six or seven, often in groups of several.
And him?
The disciple he brought to this entrance of the Wanxiang Cave, to acquire inheritance in the Blood Pond, wasn’t six or seven years old, but rather sixty or seventy.
As a top-ranking elder in the sect, Ye Qingshan still cared about face.
Under such circumstances, how could he bring himself to personally lead Ye Qingqing here?
The entrance to the Wanxiang Cave was guarded to the extre.
The dozen guards stationed at the entrance exuded a formidable aura that being rely looked at was daunting.
After waiting for a short while, around nine in the morning, a solemn-looking elder in a blue robe ca out from within the cave.
“The ti has co; the Blood Pond will open shortly.”
“Those entering the Blood Pond to acquire inheritance, quickly present your sect token and identity token.”
“After being verified, hurry into the cave!”
His gaze swept across the crowd at the entrance of the Wanxiang Cave, and the elder in the blue robe shouted without any expression.
This elder in the blue robe seed to have a high status within the Bloodthirsty Sect.
As his gaze fell upon them, those who brought disciples here all showed faces full of admiration and respectfully saluted him.
Having only entered the sect a few days ago, apart from Fang Qingshan, Ye Qingqing recognized few others.
When the elder in the blue robe looked towards her, Ye Qingqing imitated the others and respectfully saluted the elder.
Then, holding her identity token and the sect token necessary to enter the Wanxiang Cave, she followed behind the children and quickly walked towards the cave.
Inside the Wanxiang Cave, there were guards stationed every three steps and sentries every five.
Blending in with a group of little kids, Ye Qingqing stood out like a firefly in the dark, attracting much attention.
The expressionless guards inside the cave, upon seeing the group pass by, gave her several extra glances.
Feeling the guards’ odd looks, Ye Qingqing couldn’t help but blush.
She lowered her head, said nothing, and kept moving forward.
Finally, the group reached the end of the Wanxiang Cave, where a massive Blood Pond of at least fifty square ters ca into view.
Within the Blood Pond, myriad sorts of Essence Blood were mixed together, thick almost to solidity.
A strong scent of blood rushed to their heads, and even without entering the pond, just by standing nearby, many children and teenagers were already turning pale, feeling dizzy and disoriented.
“The opening of the Blood Pond will only last for an hour.”
“The better one’s talent, the easier it is to sense the Essence Blood in the Blood Pond that resonates with them and to obtain the inheritance of the True thod.”
“Those with poor talent, within half an hour, if they cannot obtain the True Skill, can only wait for half a year before they have the chance to enter the Blood Pond again.”
“Now, enter the Blood Pond imdiately!”
The elder in the blue robe who had led everyone here still had that dead-fish expression on his face as he pointed to the Blood Pond in front of them and instructed the crowd.
The children and teenagers, due to their young age, were ultimately sowhat immature.
Besides the thick sll of blood, the omnipresent Blood Evil Qi in the Blood Pond made many children look at it with clearly visible fear on their faces.
As the elder in the blue robe finished speaking, everyone looked at each other, hesitant to be the first to enter the Blood Pond.
“I’ll go first!” Not wanting to stand out, but faced with the situation, Ye Qingqing hesitated for a mont, then stepped forward and walked into the Blood Pond.
Finally joining the Bloodthirsty Sect, the opportunity to inherit the True Skill was right before her eyes.
She didn’t want to delay, nor did she have the ti to delay.
The sooner she entered the Blood Pond, the longer she would be able to stay inside, and the greater her chance of successfully inheriting the True Skill beca.
With soone taking the lead, the other children and teenagers looked at each other, and finally, they followed one by one into the Blood Pond.
The thick blood inside the Blood Pond churned tumultuously.
The endless malevolent Qi seed to cause hallucinations, displaying many grueso and bizarre visions.
Regarding all of this, Ye Qingqing turned a blind eye.
She tried to let go of herself, opening her heart and keenly trying to sense the presence in the Blood Pond that was most compatible with her.
One minute, two minutes, five minutes, ten minutes…
Ti quickly slipped by.
Half an hour was one hour.
This group of people, in terms of talent, seed to be just average.
“I have inherited the True Skill, Mirage Essence Blood.
When cultivated to a certain realm, I can gain the Illusion Characteristic.”
After nearly half an hour passed, finally, an eleven- or twelve-year-old boy excitedly leaped out of the Blood Pond.
“I did too, the True Skill I got lets cultivate the Extre Speed Characteristic.”
“The True Skill I got allows to cultivate the Bath Blood Characteristic; the more severe my injuries, the stronger my combat power becos.”
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Following that boy, four or five more individuals, each proud and boastful, erged from the Blood Pond.
The elder in the blue robe who had led the group here did not leave.
He remained vigilant by the Blood Pond, guarding against any possible accidents.
“Even the fastest to inherit the True Skill took so long, this batch of disciples really only has diocre talent.”
“How difficult is it to find soone with truly exceptional talent that matches our Bloodthirsty Sect’s Cultivation Techniques?” he sighed and muttered quietly.
Those with insufficient talent may spend their whole lives wandering only in the first three realms.
Those with average talent, from initiation to the fourth realm of Soul Residence, under normal circumstances, may need to spend decades.
To step into the later stages of the Nine Realms, one need not necessarily have extraordinary talent, but at least it must be passable.
Those who had just inherited True Skills, in the judgnt of the elder in the blue robe with many years of experience, also belonged to those who would need decades to reach the Fourth Realm.
“Wow…
wow…
wow…” Inside the Blood Pond, a boy about seven or eight years old, looking chubby, suddenly opened his mouth and burst into loud crying.
“What’s the matter?
Didn’t your master instruct you that shouting is strictly forbidden inside the Blood Pond?”
His expression darkened, the elder in the blue robe reached out, groping into the void.
The next mont, an invisible large hand seed to grab the shoulders of the little boy, forcibly lifting him out of the Blood Pond.
“Elder, I…
I…
I…” The grim deanor of the elder scared the little boy, making him shiver repeatedly.
Stuttering, trembling all over, he quickly began to explain, “The Essence Blood that matched , I had just sensed it.”
“But just now, a clump of dark green Essence Blood, acting like a living thing, suddenly surged up.”
“I hadn’t even inherited the True Skill yet, and the Essence Blood I sensed was directly swallowed by that dark green Essence Blood!”
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Though the little boy had stopped crying, as he spoke, tears started to surge down again like pearls with their strings cut.
This ti, his chance to obtain an inheritance in the Blood Pond had been completely wasted.
Next ti he would want to enter the Blood Pond, he would have to wait at least until half a year later.
But the key issue was that the Essence Blood that matched him had been swallowed up.
Without the matching Essence Blood in the Blood Pond, would his talent still count for anything?
Thinking about all this made the little boy weep uncontrollably.
“Dark green Essence Blood?
It can devour other Essence Blood?” the elder in the blue robe was startled.
Seemingly thinking of sothing, he quickly looked towards the Blood Pond.
“Black Water Evil Leech blood?
It has revived?
Who triggered it?” the next mont, the elder exclaid.
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