Chapter 8: The Ultimate Organ Transplant

For the remaining energy, Qin Ming did not waste a single drop. Instead, he circulated the Immortal Emperor Scripture, preparing to break through and condense the Everlasting Blood.

The first step of the Immortal Emperor Scripture was to condense the Everlasting Blood.

According to the Scripture, the human body can roughly accommodate ninety-nine drops of Everlasting Blood.

Nine is the number of pure yang in heaven and earth.

Ninety-nine drops of Everlasting Blood represent the ultimate peak of yang energy.

In fact, the term “Everlasting” originally means flourishing without decline, with blood and vitality vast as a rainbow.

Before the person arrives, the blood meter already strikes the enemy’s face.

No need for pills; the body itself is a moving spring, akin to an indestructible cockroach.

When the condensed Everlasting Blood reaches a certain amount, it can unlock the body’s treasures and awaken various flesh and blood talents.

As for what these body treasures are, the Immortal Emperor Scripture does not specify clearly.

All that can be said is that each person is unique.

In other words, even if two people cultivate the same Scripture, their results differ—some strong, some weak.

The Scripture has its limits, but the individual has none.

A month slipped by in the blink of an eye, and finally Qin Ming had refined all the remaining energy.

To his surprise, he had only condensed half a drop of Everlasting Blood.

It seemed that the resources required to gather ninety-nine drops of Everlasting Blood were astronomical!

Still poor!

Qin Ming clenched his fist slightly. One and a half drops of Everlasting Blood shimmered brilliantly.

Endless vitality and surging battle power roared inside him. A chaotic light emerged, faintly accompanied by the sound of wind.

Qin Ming sensed this subtle change immediately.

Blood energy—when thick and heavy enough—would produce qi.

After the Everlasting Blood, the Everlasting Qi would spread.

Everlasting Qi could amplify the body’s vitality, but its greatest function was to kill.

A single thread of Everlasting Qi could cut down all enemies under heaven.

Jiang Han had high expectations for the Everlasting Qi.

Of course, since the Everlasting Blood was not yet fully condensed, the Everlasting Qi was still too distant.

The resources required behind it were unimaginable.

It was truly a bottomless pit of cultivation…

“I wonder if I can challenge a cultivator at the Bitter Sea Realm now?”

The path of cultivation was divided into Body Tempering, Pulse Condensing, Bone Sacrificing, Soul Building, Bitter Sea, Divine Bridge, and so on.

Each realm had nine levels.

On the Heavenly Road, relying on the Immortal Dao’s innate body, he could kill cultivators at the sixth level of the Soul Building Realm.

Now that he had stepped onto the cultivation path and condensed Everlasting Blood, theoretically, he should be able to challenge cultivators at the Bitter Sea Realm.

But Qin Ming was uncertain.

After all, the Bitter Sea Realm was not weak. In the dantian, one opened a Bitter Sea, entering a small internal cycle of magical power.

Cultivators at this realm could burn mountains and boil seas with their overwhelming methods, truly unfathomable.

In Qingzhou, cultivators of the Bitter Sea Realm already belonged to the pinnacle of the pyramid.

Even the head of the Liu family whom he had slain before was only at the eighth level of the Soul Building Realm.

With a thought, Qin Ming appeared outside.

Inside the cauldron, a month had passed, but outside, only seven or eight hours had elapsed.

“The Liu family…”

To get engaged to Liu Ruyan, the Tongtian Immortal Sect had scraped together a hundred thousand jin of celestial source.

Now that the marriage was called off,

Qin Ming did not want to waste it; he intended to go to their doorstep and retrieve it!

He left the mountain and said farewell to the elder in charge, telling him he was going out for a while.

Watching Qin Ming’s departing figure, the elder guarding the herb garden felt reluctant, with a trace of bitterness.

“It’s better that he gave up and ran. He’s still young. He can’t just follow the sect to their deaths.”

“Probably it won’t be long before the Divine Xuan Dynasty reacts…”

After speaking, the elder strode into the mountains, ready to cherish the scenery he had guarded for a lifetime.

When the Divine Xuan Dynasty came to dominate, he would go to his death in white robes.

Of course, not like a pushover.

He would take a few down with him.

…

The Liu family’s mansion was located at the heart of Qingzhou.

Here, carriages and horses thronged, cultivators came and went.

Originally, the Liu family’s foundation was not here.

Only after they aligned with the Tongtian Immortal Sect did they gradually rise.

But despite the sect’s favor, the Liu family acted unscrupulously.

They often betrayed Tongtian Immortal Sect behind their backs.

At this moment, a figure in azure appeared on the long street.

Many eyes lit up in admiration—so handsome, like a banished immortal.

When they recognized the visitor, however, they shook their heads.

Isn’t this that bootlicker Daoist Qin Ming?

Being a bootlicker was truly a miserable role!

He had licked his wife, his father-in-law, and after that, even his brother-in-law.

They had all heard of this.

Qin Ming had an innate Dao physique but could never cultivate.

For this reason, the Liu family had spent a fortune to set up a transplantation formation, waiting for Qin Ming to dig out his own Dao bone.

Sure enough, right after the wedding, he rushed back.

All along, he was met with disdainful glances.

Qin Ming was indifferent, slowly approaching the Liu family, feeling somewhat emotional that the original’s bootlicker image was deeply ingrained in people’s hearts.

But it didn’t matter.

He would regain the dignity the original had lost, bit by bit.

The Liu family’s guards saw Qin Ming walking from the street and their eyes immediately shone.

The great bootlicker had arrived.

In the past, if they played a little trick and refused to notify Qin Ming with news for the young lady, Qin Ming would panic and desperately hand over spirit stones.

“Congratulations, Young Master Qin Ming. We brothers dare to ask for a little gift.”

A group of guards approached Qin Ming directly.

Their long blades casually rested on Qin Ming’s shoulders, not like asking for gifts, but more like holding him hostage.

In their minds, this bootlicker Young Master had no prestige.

People who did not respect themselves naturally would not be respected.

Seeing Qin Ming reluctant to cooperate, they were stunned.

Why was this bootlicker not as easy to bully as before?

“Young Master, asking for a gift is an auspicious thing. Don’t ruin the goodwill.”

Their expressions darkened, like wicked slaves bullying their master.

“I’ll be frank. Young Master, if you don’t leave something behind, don’t even think of entering this gate.”

Qin Ming ignored them completely and strode forward.

At the same time, his cultivation aura erupted.

Seeing Qin Ming refusing to cooperate, the Liu family guards flew into a rage and drew their blades.

But to their shock, the cultivation aura on this so-called useless Daoist surged like the slash of blades and axes.

It seemed that what was erupting was not spirit power, but magical instruments!

“Pfft!”

Flashes of blood light flickered, dozens of arms lay on the ground.

Leave something behind?

If he had no money, Qin Ming would leave a few hands and feet instead.

In an instant, agonized screams echoed through the entire long street.

Many cultivators, curious, gathered to watch and were shocked—who had the guts to cause trouble at the Liu family?

Seeing Qin Ming’s back, they were even more surprised.

In Qingzhou, it was customary for the groom to return to the bride’s sect on either the first or third day after the wedding.

They assumed the bootlicker Daoist Qin Ming had come to lick the Liu family again.

Who knew it was not licking but fighting his way in?

With no one able to stop him, Qin Ming entered the Liu family and made his way confidently straight to the treasury.

The hundred thousand jin of celestial source was right there.

He was here to reclaim the Tongtian Immortal Sect’s property.

All along, the path was unobstructed.

The Liu family’s defenses were poor, their vigilance almost nonexistent.

Living long under the Tongtian Immortal Sect’s protection, the Liu family had developed an illusion.

They mistakenly believed they themselves were a great power, and no one would dare infringe upon them no matter how lax they became.

But in reality, they were merely a tiger assuming the power of a fox; it was the Tongtian Immortal Sect that was truly feared.

Beside the Liu family’s treasury stood a five-colored altar.

On the ground lay prepared demon beasts and other sacrificial offerings.

“Ultimate Dao Organ Transplantation Altar?”

Qin Ming recalled how Liu Bufan had once mentioned wanting to dig out his Dao bone.

He had not expected the action to be so swift.

This altar was already prepared early.

This family truly intended to extract every last bit of him.

“Oh?”

“Isn’t this Young Master Qin Ming? A moment of passion is worth a thousand gold coins—so soon you’ve left the warm embrace?”

“You’re even earlier than the family head and Bufan. So eager to offer your Dao bone to win a beauty’s smile?”

A voice approached, playful and teasing. A young man carrying a bone fan strode over.

He thought Qin Ming was still the same bootlicker who would do anything for Liu Ruyan.

This man was Liu Bufan’s cousin.

In the Liu family’s plan, after this foolish boy willingly offered his divine bone, he and Liu Bufan would split it evenly.