The five individuals in front of him were all cultivators.
Except for Ao Ding, whose cultivation was at the Perfection of Organ Refinement Realm,
the other four were at the Initial Stage and one at the Intermediate Stage of Organ Refinement.
Being at the Refining Stage of the Organ Refinement Realm was uncommon even within the Da Feng Dynasty.
Therefore, having several cultivators at the Initial and Intermediate Stages to test medicines
was already quite satisfactory for Luo Changfeng.
After a long silence, Luo Changfeng suddenly whispered to the empty space in front of him.
Ao Ding didn’t move. An elderly man with white hair and beard, looking somewhat emaciated,
silently stepped forward.
He picked up a cup filled with scarlet liquid from the stone table.
He tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.
The situation that followed was somewhat similar to Ao Ding’s initial experience drinking the tea infused with the Qi-Blood Elixir.
First came pain, then his face turned red.
In just a few breaths’ time, bulging veins would appear all over his body.
Occasionally, a burst of scarlet aura would drift around him.
the change in the elderly man ended.
His cultivation increased; he was forcefully pushed from the Initial Stage to the Intermediate Stage of Organ Refinement.
His strength had improved significantly.
It was as if an endless force of Qi-Blood was surging within him.
Luo Changfeng had previously inspected the elderly man’s condition.
Due to his age, the force of Qi-Blood within him had nearly dried up.
His strength had weakened countless times compared to his prime.
Theoretically, such a person
should have exhausted his potential completely.
Under normal circumstances, his cultivation would remain stuck in the Initial Stage of Organ Refinement, unable to improve even slightly.
But now, just a first generation Qi-Blood Elixir
had forcefully pushed this elderly man, who seemed to have one foot in the grave, from the Initial to the Intermediate Stage of Organ Refinement Realm.
This was indeed somewhat beyond expectations,
yet it was also within reason.
Luo Changfeng shifted his gaze away from the elderly man.
He spoke softly to the three beside Ao Ding.
The other cultivators in the Organ Refinement Realm, seeing the elderly man’s transformation,
eagerly drank the scarlet liquid one after another.
The results were clear.
All of their cultivations improved.
The ones at the Initial Stage advanced to the Intermediate Stage,
and the ones at the Intermediate Stage advanced to the Refining Stage.
However, just like with Ao Ding’s case,
although everyone’s cultivation improved greatly,
a mysterious and peculiar energy emerged within each of them.
This energy did not seem to harm the body,
rather, it lurked silently,
seemingly inconsequential.
But Luo Changfeng grew increasingly wary of this mysterious energy.
All four cultivators in the Organ Refinement Realm had drunk a cup of scarlet liquid.
Now, within the courtyard, beneath the Stone Pavilion,
the stone table before Luo Changfeng
had only one cup of scarlet liquid left.
Those cultivators in Organ Refinement Realm who had their cultivation levels increased, their eyes were filled with desire for that last cup of scarlet liquid.
But with the presence of the Shadow Guard and the enigmatic Ancestor Luo Changfeng of the Luo Family,
no one dared to act rashly.
"This cup is yours..."
Looking at Ao Ding before him, Luo Changfeng said calmly.
Ao Ding silently regarded the cup of scarlet tea on the stone table.
After a moment of silence, he took a few steps forward, but just as his hand neared the scarlet tea,
"Aren’t you afraid that after I drink this cup of tea, my cultivation will rise from the Perfection of Organ Refinement to the Initial Realm of Blood Cultivation?"
Upon hearing this, Luo Changfeng did not reply.
He merely glanced calmly at Ao Ding before him,
then stretched out his hand and pointed at the cup of scarlet liquid on the stone table, from which a strange aura was faintly emanating.
After nodding silently,
Ao Ding picked up the cup of tea that was meant for him and drank it all.
The sound of swallowing echoed abruptly in this quiet courtyard.
After drinking the tea, Ao Ding immediately showed symptoms similar to before.
In just a few breaths, his complexion turned red and the veins across his body became exposed.
A condensation of scarlet, almost tangible aura,
slowly surrounded his body.
With his eyes closed and seated cross-legged on the ground, Ao Ding felt as though he was submerged in boiling water,
enduring unceasing torment.
Accompanying the pain and suffering was the rapid ascent of his cultivation level.
His aura grew little by little.
Though his cultivation at the moment
remained at the Perfection of Organ Refinement,
he was now at least fifty percent stronger than when he first reached Perfection.
"Am I about to break through to the Blood Cultivation Realm?"
Beneath the Stone Pavilion, carefully observing Ao Ding, Luo Changfeng slightly narrowed his eyes.
if Ao Ding truly made a breakthrough to the Initial Realm of Blood Cultivation,