Cultivation System: Stronger with Age Chapter 1394 - 607: Blood Spirit Technique (2)

A moment later, Lin Xuankong had finished off a few side dishes, half satisfied,

His feeling of weakness that was about to make him faint was somewhat alleviated, at least he wasn’t on the brink of death anymore!

Exhaling heavily, Lin Xuankong forced himself to stand up from his seat with effort, made his way to the large water bucket, and with the net prepared in advance by Shopkeeper Miao, he fished out a large river fish weighing about three to four pounds. Lin Xuankong’s eyes focused, grabbing a wooden chopstick from the table, and he vigorously thrust towards the eye of the large fish!

Unfortunately, the first thrust was off due to his weakened state, hitting the fish’s head and slipping off. Luckily, after a few more attempts, Lin Xuankong managed to drive the wooden chopstick into the fish’s eye socket, and then, with a forceful twist, the fish writhed briefly before it succumbed to its fate!

At this moment, Lin Xuankong muttered incantations under his breath, forming a special hand seal of the Profound Yin Demon Sect with both hands, placing it over the wound of the fish!

The next instant,

The body of the large three to four pound fish trembled, blood pulsing from the wound, transforming into threads of blood that entwined around Lin Xuankong’s hand, quickly permeating into his skin!

After seventy to eighty breaths, the body of the large fish was visibly shrinking. Not only had its blood been entirely drained by the Blood Spirit Technique executed by Xuankong, but even the residual life force within its body was wholly absorbed by Lin Xuankong.

Feeling the entirety of the fish’s blood and life force integrating into his meridians, slowly transforming into strands of demonic qi over seventy to eighty breaths through the Blood Spirit Technique, Lin Xuankong’s face lit up with an expression of having narrowly escaped death!

If not for his time in the Golden Dragon Immortal Realm where he had learned all the Demonic Techniques of the Profound Yin Demon Sect, Lin Xuankong wouldn’t have had any chance of finding a cultivation method in this Absolute Spirit World, dragging along a body on the brink of death!

Deciding not to stop after draining the first large river fish of all its blood and life force, Lin Xuankong once again used the net to catch another few pounds worth of large river fish.

After nearly an incense stick’s time,

The dining table previously adorned with delicious dishes was now piled with the shrunken corpses of seven or eight large river fish,

But at this moment, Lin Xuankong’s eyes sparkled with a hint of spirit, and the feeling of extreme weakness had largely dissipated!

The most obvious change was when Lin Xuankong killed the first large river fish, it took all his remaining strength and effort, draining his reserves entirely. Yet, by the time he was dispatching the final few pounds worth of fish, Lin Xuankong’s hands had regained strength, wielding the chopstick with ease, slaying the large fish in one blow! Furthermore, after absorbing all the blood and life force from the fish, Lin Xuankong had converted more than a dozen strands of demonic qi!

With this demonic qi supporting him, Lin Xuankong felt his hands grow stronger, even taking a few steps was noticeably easier!

It was only at this point that Lin Xuankong returned the dozen or so large river fish to the water bucket.

Seeing the Blood Spirit Technique, not yet fully mastered, already so uncanny and effective, Lin Xuankong had to admit that though the myriad of immortal techniques of the Human Race were powerful in effect, they could never accomplish this so swiftly. Back in the day, the demons of the Profound Yin Demon Sect were able to dominate many clans across the Golden Dragon Immortal Realm for a reason. The myriad of Demon Techniques, once mastered, really could provide cultivators with rapid progress! Furthermore, in facing such an Absolute Spirit World, attempting to cultivate Immortal Techniques would also be quite difficult!

Originally, Lin Xuankong was planning to call out to Shopkeeper Miao, to ask him to prepare a few dozen more large river fish, but before he could open his mouth, he heard footsteps outside the private room.

With a creak, the wooden door of the private room opened, and in walked a tall, nearly eight-foot, broad-shouldered man. Besides being sturdy and robust, the man had a thick, full beard on his face, complemented by penetrating feline-like eyes and dark sword-like brows, making him appear extremely majestic, a true hero’s visage!

The middle-aged man wore a suit of black scales armor, with a broad saber about four feet long hanging from his waist. Following behind him was a tall, graceful young woman dressed in simple white attire, seemingly seventeen or eighteen years old, with an egg-shaped face, willow-leaf eyebrows, and bright eyes—a radiant and charming beauty. Although she was slightly less stunning compared to the likes of Young Lady Li Xiaolan or Third Lady Xiaoo Ying’Er, she was undeniably a rare beauty!

Shopkeeper Miao Youren, who previously attended to Lin Xuankong, now stood outside the private room along with a few others, all appearing to be quite respectful towards this middle-aged man.

Having absorbed many memory fragments of Lin Qiang, Lin Xuankong recognized the armored man at first glance as Miao Yun Lake, the officer of the Qingyuan City Inspection Bureau whom Lin Qiang had met a few times with his father.

"Lin Qiang, it really is you!" Before Lin Xuankong could greet him, the middle-aged man wore a complicated expression, taking a few large strides to reach Lin Xuankong, placing both hands on his shoulders and giving him a close look.

"I heard from Youren that you managed to escape the encirclement of the Ai Race alone. You must have endured countless hardships to flee all the way here! Your father... sigh!"

The middle-aged man’s voice carried a trace of sorrow. He sighed heavily and raised his brows, "Ever since I got the news that the Lin Family had fallen, I’ve tried several times to lead a force over, but that damned Captain Ma outright refused to allocate a single battalion! In any case, you managing to survive and reach Qingyuan City is indeed a blessing, ensuring the continuation of my Brother Lin’s lineage! This is indeed good news, this is indeed good news!"

Lin Xuankong, seeing Miao Yun Lake’s genuine emotions, knew it was not feigned, especially since there was no need to deceive an orphan from a fallen noble family. He couldn’t help but feel a sense of kinship with this middle-aged man Miao Yun Lake. In these chaotic times, where human feelings were diluted, it was rare to find someone like Miao Yun Lake, who was so enthusiastic and sincere to the descendants of an obliterated family!

Moved by this sentiment, Lin Xuankong pondered slightly and then spoke, "Elder Miao, the Ai Race that attacked our Lin Family numbered over five thousand strong, a complete military regiment. Moreover, their ambitions surely exceed capturing a few towns in that area; their next target is either this Qingyuan City or Baihe City. Elder Miao should indeed make early preparations!"

Upon hearing this, Miao Yun Lake nodded, "Rest assured, the Ai Race attacked those towns while Jee Province was unprepared. Currently, we’ve gathered nearly ten thousand troops at both Qingyuan and Baihe Cities. Here at Qingyuan, there’s a Tiger and Leopard Battalion of three thousand equipped with foreign guns and cannons! Although these forces may not be enough to take the initiative and wipe out the Ai Race’s regiments, they are more than sufficient to defend the city!"

He led Lin Xuankong to the table, continuing, "Since you’re in Qingyuan City now, consider it your home. Later, come home with me. I’ve already arranged a room and a few servants for you. If you need anything else, feel free to tell me or let Miao Youren know, so he can help you."

"Also... you remember this girl, don’t you?"

He gestured towards the young woman standing near the door, who upon hearing this, slightly furrowed her brows, hinting at slight displeasure!

Lin Xuankong looked up, cupped his hands towards the young woman, and said, "Of course, I remember the Third Sister. It’s only been four or five years since our last meeting, but she’s already grown into such a graceful young lady. Had we not met here, I might not have recognized her!"