"Open, open, open for me!!!"
Inside the small courtyard.
Beside the Stone Pavilion.
Ao Ding’s face was flushed red.
Veins bulged all over his body.
A powerful force unique to the Organ Refinement Perfection Realm was permeating the surroundings.
However, what Ao Ding hadn’t anticipated was,
no matter how much he exerted himself, no matter how much he struggled,
the shackles on his body showed no sign of breaking.
Apart from the occasional taut sound of the shackles, there seemed to be no other changes.
What... exactly is going on?
Ao Ding looked at the Millennium Xuan Iron shackles on his limbs, emanating a chill, which were locking him down.
His face couldn’t help but reveal an expression full of question marks.
"There’s no need to be so tense..."
Under the Stone Pavilion, Luo Changfeng, while drinking tea, waved his hand and dismissed the seriously looking Shadow Guards.
Then, he stepped forward.
Approaching Ao Ding, who still wore a look of disbelief on his face.
He silently extended his withered right hand.
Ao Ding, sensing Luo Changfeng’s approach and his actions,
suddenly widened his eyes a great deal.
He wanted to retreat, to avoid Luo Changfeng’s withered right hand.
But, under the terrorizing force that belonged uniquely to the Blood Cultivation Late Stage,
Ao Ding couldn’t even think about retreating.
In fact, even breathing and blinking became somewhat difficult for him.
Within the silent courtyard, the sound of Ao Ding’s heart beating faster gradually rose.
Don’t come over, don’t!!!
Ao Ding looked at the withered right hand that was gradually approaching him.
His pupils couldn’t help but shrink sharply.
However, as Luo Changfeng’s withered right hand landed on the top of Ao Ding’s head,
the scene of flesh and blood flying that Ao Ding had imagined in his mind did not occur.
Instead, a force of Qi-Blood belonging to the Blood Cultivation Late Stage softly began to penetrate his body bit by bit from the top of his head.
"It seems this Qi-Blood Elixir doesn’t cause any damage to the body this time..."
Squinting his eyes slightly,
after pondering for a moment,
such an idea slowly emerged in Luo Changfeng’s mind.
Just when he wanted to retract his withered right hand,
a mysterious energy hidden deep within Ao Ding’s body,
appeared very peculiarly within his perception of Qi-Blood Force.
Luo Changfeng’s brow couldn’t help but furrow slightly.
After observing for a while longer, he withdrew his right hand.
Silently turned around, and returned under the Stone Pavilion.
Picking up a cup of hot tea, he quietly drank,
all the while pondering in his mind.
The mysterious energy he had observed inside Ao Ding’s body,
Mysterious energy, peculiar, unknown.
It shouldn’t exist, yet now it appeared within Ao Ding’s body.
This was definitely a critical error for the development of the Qi-Blood Elixir.
However, it seemed that the situation had not yet reached the worst-case scenario.
After all, after consuming a new blend of Spiritual Medicine known as the Qi-Blood Elixir,
Ao Ding’s cultivation level had significantly increased.
His strength had grown greatly.
Even Ao Ding himself appeared to have no adverse reactions in the short term.
"Let’s take him back for now..."
After a long silence, Luo Changfeng suddenly said in a low voice to Yuan in front of him.
Yuan remained silent, without speaking or answering.
He simply nodded silently,
and then, he disappeared with Ao Ding within this small courtyard.
The remaining Shadow Guards were cleaning up the dirt scattered around the courtyard as fast as they could.
The Shadow Guards inside the courtyard had all vanished,
hiding in every corner of the Luo Family Ancestral Land and this particular courtyard.
Under the Stone Pavilion in this small courtyard,
Luo Changfeng was squinting his eyes.
At this moment, he was pondering a question.
Should he mass-produce the only Qi-Blood Elixir that could be ingested without leading to a cultivator’s death?
Should he provide these elixirs to the Shadow Guards to enhance their cultivation levels?
Should he supply the Qi-Blood Elixir to the Luo Family Clan’s young disciples?
Should he use the Qi-Blood Elixir to rapidly increase cultivation levels?
Many questions were surfacing in Luo Changfeng’s mind.
But after a long contemplation,
he eventually decided to suppress these thoughts for the moment.
The information about this first-generation Qi-Blood Elixir was still incomplete.
He didn’t know whether, aside from increasing cultivation levels, it might cause any side effects?
He also didn’t know what that mysterious and peculiar energy hidden inside Ao Ding’s body was?
Whether that energy could negatively affect a cultivator?
Everything seemed to be unknown.
The collection of information on the first generation Qi-Blood Elixir wasn’t comprehensive enough.
Therefore, to be cautious,
he felt the need for more experimentation.
Only once he has ensured that the Qi-Blood Elixir doesn’t have any significant side effects or impact on a cultivator,
will he consider producing it in bulk to then quickly enhance the overall strength of the family.
In the blink of an eye, several days had passed.
Qingshi City, Luo Family Ancestral Land.
Within the courtyard where the Ancestor of the Luo Family resided,
Luo Ping was sitting quietly under the Stone Pavilion.
Holding a cup of hot tea, he silently drank while calmly observing the five people in front of him.