Forced to Be a Villain: Starting With My Brain Extraction System Chapter 151: Blood Mother’s Tear!

"So, you're saying that failing to absorb this Phoenix blood could bring catastrophe upon the Divine Cauldron Sect?"

After hearing her explanation, Zhiran gazed at Lian Yue with an odd expression. He felt utterly speechless toward her bargaining approach.

Not only was she merely speculating about his affiliation with the Divine Cauldron Sect, but even if he truly belonged there, would anyone hand over Phoenix Blood essence based solely on her plea?

Even if the Divine Cauldron Sect encountered disaster, couldn't he simply switch to another sect?

Given his exceptional talent, would any sect turn him away?

"Little girl... I can give you this inheritance if you truly desire it, but..."

Zhiran hesitated before continuing in an icy tone,

"Thinking you can obtain it with mere empty words is trying my patience."

Zhiran had already pieced together Lian Yue's implication. For a Gold Core cultivator like Yan Yue to slay the Young Sect leader at Nascent Soul realm, something significant must have transpired.

This explained why Lian Yue accompanied him into this secret realm, though he remained uncertain if she knew about the Blood Palace in advance.

That matter wasn't his priority at the moment.

He occupied the superior position now. Anyone expecting him to relinquish his chance for some vague noble cause would be greatly mistaken.

Zhiran reserved his compassion solely for his own woman.

"N-No, senior, that's not my intention."

Spotting Zhiran's irritation, Lian Yue quickly shook her head. Fearing he might refuse to hear her out, she tossed a ring his way, which he caught effortlessly.

"Senior, I never meant for you to surrender this inheritance without compensation. Naturally, I'll pay. It's just that... I lack resources matching the value of Phoenix Blood Essence right now."

Biting her lip, Lian Yue fixed her eyes on the ring in Zhiran's grasp, her heart brimming with hesitation.

"The sole item I carry that's somewhat comparable in value is this promotion opportunity, prepared by my father especially for me."

As Lian Yue continued, pain gripped her more intensely, for the treasure in that ring was truly remarkable. Even for her, acquiring it twice was impossible.

It represented her father's backup plan for her, should things turn dire.

Yet, being so near the Phoenix Blood Essence and the prospect of saving her father, she refused to hold back any longer.

Moreover, that item paled against ancient blood in worth.

While Lian Yue agonized with bitten lips, Zhiran probed the ring using his divine sense and found himself stunned.

Within the ring lay a genuine promotion opportunity—not from late-stage to peak Foundation Establishment, but from Foundation Establishment straight to Gold Core.

"Are you certain you wish to offer this to me?"

In truth, Zhiran was so astonished that he stared at Lian Yue and confirmed once more.

After all, the item was a Low Grade Heaven Rank pill.

Truthfully, Zhiran had never encountered such a pill in his previous life. He knew countless would slaughter one another for it, and now it landed in his hands?

A Heaven grade one, no less?

"Yes, I'm certain. And rest assured, I'll ensure my sect doesn't pursue you. Just... do we have a deal?"

Though reluctant, Lian Yue acted decisively. Having committed to the trade, she wouldn't retreat.

She only worried he might renege despite her offer, as she had nothing more to exchange.

"Not sufficient!"

Sadly for her, Zhiran's blunt rejection confirmed her dread.

While the windfall surprised him, it didn't match the Phoenix Blood Essence's value.

This pill's rarity stemmed from their isolated region. Yet this essence... it was unparalleled across the world.

"T-Then... what more do you require?"

Lian Yue reached her limit. Would she truly forfeit this once-in-a-lifetime chance?

She couldn't accept that.

"Haha... no need to fret, I appreciate your gift. But surely you realize it's inadequate, correct?"

Amused by her furrowed brow and dejected expression, Zhiran chuckled.

"My point is, add one more item to this pill, and I'll consent to letting you absorb this blood. How does that sound?"

A cunning smile lurked beneath his robe as he posed the question.

"What is it?"

As expected, Lian Yue brightened at his words, surprise turning to joy immediately.

"If it's something I can provide, I'll absolutely agree."

Her enthusiasm surged, for hope reborn tasted sweetest.

"Hehe... naturally, it's within your power."

Zhiran grinned at her eager demeanor, his eyes briefly tracing her form, before voicing his demand calmly,

"The additional request isn't challenging for you. I seek an Oath from you—an unconditional vow to fulfill one future request of mine, provided it's within your capability. What say you?"

With a sly glint veiled from sight, he tested her resolve.

"Deal!"

To his surprise, Lian Yue accepted without hesitation, her cheeks flushing with thrill.

She appeared relieved at such a minor concession.

For an instant, Zhiran found himself puzzled instead.

Though it seemed a simple oath, its unconditional nature was profound. Had she grasped its implications?

"So... shall I swear it now?"

Yet, beholding Lian Yue's vibrant figure and beaming smile, Zhiran chose not to probe further.

In any case, he stood to gain.

"Very well, let's proceed."

....

Mo Zhiran's purpose in entering the Blood Mist Valley neared completion. Six days had passed, leaving only the final seventh.

Though his harvests from the secret realm were modest, the dragon blood essence from the Blood Palace proved extraordinary.

Not forgetting the Shadow Dragon's Brain.

Perched ominously beneath the central pillar, its dark eyes surveyed all like a sovereign. His Consciousness platform's collection was growing captivating.

Truth be told, Zhiran eagerly anticipated unleashing its powers.

But first....

"Bang!"

"Scrcchhh...."

A thunderous bellow from a monstrous beast reverberated from the vastest cavern at Blood Mist Valley's heart, where crimson mist hung thickest.

Its fiercely corrosive essence deterred even Foundation Establishment cultivators from treasure hunts here.

Naturally, that wasn't the sole deterrent.

This lair housed a countless brood of demonic spiders, hatched with scarlet shells and venomous mandibles, their forms drenched in blood-like crimson.

Every spider boasted horrifying resilience and toxins capable of eroding spiritual energy.

Caught in their silk, even late Foundation Establishment experts struggled to survive.

As the roar resounded, blood mist churned wildly, and myriad red silhouettes stirred in the cavern's gloom, their multifaceted eyes igniting like glowing coals.

Their collective killing intent solidified into palpable oppression.

"Swish!"

"Bang!"

"Scrcchhh...."

Still, the roar showed no signs of fading.

It intensified with rage amid blasts and ceaseless flames that rent the valley core's eerie quiet.

What insolence.

What brazenness.

Who dared rouse their Queen from repose?

Who squandered lives so recklessly here?

Should their Queen stir fully, she'd devour the trespasser whole.

Without doubt.

...Were she not preoccupied with her own immolation.

Quite literally....

"Screchhhh...!"

"Bang!"

"Damn it... you fool, hand over your tear now. Are you trying to get us killed?"

Cursing fiercely, Mo Zhiran unleashed his Heaven Devouring Flame once more.