Chapter 132: Let Me Draw Some Blood for a Test – 4K Subscribers Please

But by now, the Xia Dynasty has long been destroyed, and even the Shang Dynasty that overthrew it has been completely turned to dust.

Time flies; tens of thousands of years have passed. Even ten thousand years ago, the civilization in that star system was extremely backward and barbaric, but now, as long as it hasn't been wiped out, it must be a world apart from the past.

It can't be that ten thousand years of time have just stood still, with no progress, or even regression, right?

Although that sounds a bit like criticizing the Zhou people on this planet, we can only say that the Zhou people shouldn't be too sensitive or take it personally.

Besides, this isn't Great Zhou; this is a city of monsters. The Great Zhou dynasty can't even control the nearby Chu and Wei states, let alone these monsters.

Nevertheless, even the Zhou have made many advances compared with the Xia Dynasty of tens of thousands of years ago.

For example, in armaments, the Shang people had the spacecraft system, while the Zhou had the "Blazing Sun" system, which looks far more formidable than the spacecraft.

Moreover, the Zhou have many things that the Shang couldn't even devise; after all, the Shang were busy hoping the Heavenly Court would bless the celestial star artifact, and they were not very good at research.

Individual weapons, metallurgy, and legion equipment— in many areas the Zhou have already surpassed the previous dynasty's self‑developed level. As for the production lines and technologies provided by aliens? Those don't count; that's cheating.

Although the Zhou's space technology is even worse than the Shang's, the thing itself has no prospects and no need for development.

Traveling to another star system can easily take nearly a thousand years; even a human cultivator, let alone the current top‑tier Entering Law Realm master of the True Dao path, usually lives just over a thousand years.

Wang Wu hadn't asked Zhao Xingyue before, so he thought humans here were short‑lived, even the strongest probably couldn't reach a thousand years.

But after asking, he realized he had underestimated them; an Entering Law Realm master can live a thousand years without issue—maybe not quite a thousand and one, but still not short.

As for the great shamans of the Yin‑Shang, they are a tier above, human top‑level masters who can even live to twelve hundred years, approaching the lifespan of monsters.

The True Dao path has been developing for over two thousand years, and cultivators' lifespans have naturally increased—from an initial five or six hundred years to just over a thousand now, a great improvement.

It's evident that in longevity, the True Dao is indeed impressive, because True Realm demonic cultivators don't live as long as True Dao cultivators in the True Realm.

As for monsters, they're theoretically immortal; even a Heavenly Spirit in this state still has wildly vigorous life force. In any case, Wang Wu couldn't see at all that this guy was an old man who had already exceeded the monsters' lifespan limit.

His human face was extremely youthful, maybe just over twenty, looking younger than his own son.

"Tens of thousands of years ago, the Xia people discovered another realm beyond our world; they called that realm the 'Three-Month' Realm, named after the three moons orbiting the star inhabited there."

Looking at the bewildered Wang Wu, the Heavenly Spirit continued, "So, I want to ask: are you a member of the human race from that Three-Month Realm?"

"Huh?"

After hearing that, Wang Wu had thought his transmigrator identity had been exposed. So the feeling was actually this?

But on second thought, it's normal that people here consider their techniques to be inherited from the Heavenly Court and treat themselves as aliens.

After all, there really are aliens here, and they've seen and interacted with them.

Heavenly Court and star‑people—aren't they all aliens?

"I'm not from there," Wang Wu shook his head, "I don't even know where the star adjacent to the Three-Month Realm is."

"But I am indeed an outsider from beyond..." At this point Wang Wu hesitated for a moment, then decided to go along with it.

"I am indeed that… Outsider from beyond the heavens you mentioned, I guess."

Nodding, Wang Wu continued:

"And that thing about Heavenly Court inheritance, that counts too, maybe, perhaps, I suppose so."

"So what's the problem?"

Facing Wang Wu's question, the Heavenly Spirit, after a moment of silence and hesitation, finally asked:

"The Heavenly Court, really..."

"It's gone, dead," Wang Wu replied outright.

"But not all Heavenly Court people are dead; some remnants are still alive, even able to protect a planet. I know a divine general who is still alive."

"However, he's a bit abnormal now. Most of the time he's still relatively clear‑headed and rational."

"That's good, that's… that's good…" Hearing Wang Wu's words, the previously hopeless Heavenly Spirit's face brightened instantly, then he asked nervously:

"So, does our realm also have the protection of a Heavenly Court divine general...?"

"No," Wang Wu shook his head, "there's no Heavenly Court divine general protection, only some demon generals wandering in Si Hun Shan, and the projections of those demon gods."

"But back to the point, why are you interested in this?" Wang Wu, puzzled by the Heavenly Spirit's question, asked, "Are you asking whether a Heavenly Court divine general could solve your demonic transformation problem?"

"Haha, that's not it..." the Heavenly Spirit forced a bitter smile and said:

"The gods of the Thirty‑Six Heavens can't even resolve their own demonic corruption, let alone lift the innate limits of our monster race."

"Then why did you summon me? What do you intend?" Wang Wu was genuinely at a loss.

It seems this guy didn't bring me here to save his life, so what does he want?

Just to chat.

"I am indeed just curious."

Like someone truly possessing mind‑reading, before Wang Wu could ask, the Heavenly Spirit already voiced his question.

"A land beyond the heavens..."

The Heavenly Spirit looked at Wang Wu, his gaze becoming distant, as if reminiscing about something.

"I probably don't have much time left," the Heavenly Spirit said, "maybe I can hold on another two hundred years, or perhaps three hundred."

"But ultimately, demonic transformation remains a fate our monster race cannot escape."

He let out a long sigh, his eyes dimming.

"Young hero Wang, I want to ask you a question."

Then he looked back at Wang Wu and said:

"What?" Wang Wu set down the cup of tea he had just taken a sip of; the tea had no sweetness at all, just bitterness, which he disliked.

"In the realm you, young hero, inhabit, does our monster race also exist??"

"No," Wang Wu thought of his Earth home, then shook his head and said:

"The animals there don't turn into monsters, nor are there the naturally supernatural beasts you have here."

"But back to the point..." At this, Wang Wu also surveyed the Heavenly Spirit from head to toe.

Seeing this 1,600‑plus‑year‑old monster who hasn't fully demonicized and lost his sanity, a thought suddenly sprang into his mind.

So, can you help the demon race solve this problem?

Wang Wu, as a human from another world, is also a type of monster in this world.

Tracing his "modern human" lineage back, millions of years ago they were still only called the "Southern Ancient Ape".

And a hundred million years ago they could only live in caves, lacking longevity genes and riddled with bodily design flaws—cave‑dwelling rats.

Going even further back, to several billion years ago, they were merely a single‑celled organism.

And humanity's evolution is precisely a series of "transformations", isn't it?

Since this "demon man" of his can, by cultivating the techniques of his counterparts from another universe Earth, suppress demonic nature—no, he should be said to have fully become a heavenly demon, and a rational heavenly demon.

Then why can't the demon race here do the same?

If you trace humanity upward, they can also be cave rats, and insects and arthropods shared a common ancestor billions of years ago.

The transformation of monsters in this world is practically identical.

"Perhaps we could give it a try." Wang Wu said, staring at Tian Ling.

"I will contact my sect and have them study this matter to see if it can solve the problem."

Although Wang Wu's words did not surprise Tian Ling, because he had already learned some of his deeds from others before.

But upon hearing this now, Tian Ling was still deeply moved.

He had spent a long time in human society, meeting many people—some who could treat the demon race equally, and some who simply regarded them as beasts.

But Wang Wu gave him the impression that, even among those humans who could treat the demon race equally, he was already among the top.

"Thank you for your kindness, Young Hero," Tian Ling said softly, shaking his head.

"But although the Young Hero bears the Heavenly Court's inheritance, even the Heavenly Court cannot accomplish this, so I think the Young Hero need not waste…"

At this moment, Wang Wu was no longer listening to what the other was saying, because he was chatting with his master in his mind.

His master, Qin Xiang, because the Extreme Heaven Vajra Sect happens to be a sect that cultivates demonic bodies, this matter definitely had to be taken to him.

【Mountain Top Cave Monster: Master, master, I have a bit of a biological technology, or rather a medical technology issue, do you have time?】

【Bo Sheng Gui Bi Ni Ma Si Le: Biological technology? Medical technology, you have to go to Yin Shenli, your second master; their Yinji Divine Sect's medical technology company is top‑level in Yun Guang City.】

【Mountain Top Cave Monster: But this… Master, I feel that perhaps only you can handle it.】

【Bo Sheng Gui Bi Ni Ma Si Le: Oh? Then tell me about it.】

So, Wang Wu detailed the innate defects of this world's monster races and their predicaments to his master.

【Bo Sheng Gui Bi Ni Ma Si Le: What you have is simply a species‑level genetic defect, the rotten flaws left over from their evolution.】

【Bo Sheng Gui Bi Ni Ma Si Le: They don't age when old, but they become demonic; the genetic design indeed has some issues.】

【Bo Sheng Gui Bi Ni Ma Si Le: However, I think it might also be a problem with the cultivation power system or the inhalation‑exhalation of heavenly Qi; it's uncertain without samples.】

【Bo Sheng Gui Bi Ni Ma Si Le: In that case, give me a few samples of your monsters, about ten. Also send me a few samples of the blood of monsters that have turned demonic; the more stages, the better.】

【Bo Sheng Gui Bi Ni Ma Si Le: Also the technique—send the complete set over for me to look at.】

【Bo Sheng Gui Bi Ni Ma Si Le: Whatever the issue is, test the blood samples, dissect and study the technique, and we should get the answer.】

【Bo Sheng Gui Bi Ni Ma Si Le: When you ship the items, remember to accurately state the cargo type, or else later my master and I might be caught as blood‑product smugglers.】

【Mountain Top Cave Monster: Thank you, Master! I'll prepare right away!】

After receiving his master's reply, Wang Wu's spirits instantly lifted.

Then he first glanced at Tian Ling, and then surveyed the two monsters in the stone chamber.

"Young Hero Wang, what's wrong?" Tian Ling asked as he saw Wang Wu's gaze become distant and his eyes wandering.

"My sect sent a reply saying it can be tried," Wang Wu replied, then he took out the medical toolbox from the spherical fortress.

He didn't know why the toolbox came with a blood‑drawing device, but it was there, so there was no need to buy one separately.

"Extend your hand."

He loaded a bottle onto the blood‑drawing gun and said to Tian Ling.

"Ah?" Tian Ling clearly didn't know what Wang Wu intended, but cooperated by extending his hand.

Sss!

When the blood‑drawing gun pierced his wrist, though it hurt a bit, Tian Ling didn't move.

Only when Wang Wu lifted the blood‑drawing gun did he withdraw his hand.

The wound had already healed. Watching Wang Wu take the glass bottle containing his blood from that oddly shaped artifact, curiosity prompted Tian Ling to ask:

"Young Hero, what is this...?"

"Blood‑drawing," Wang Wu said, swapping the bottle and giving a brief explanation, then added, "The other one, the demonic body's blood, also needs to be drawn."

"This..." Tian Ling hesitated, "This demonic blood might affect the Young Hero a bit..."

"I'm a demonic cultivator, didn't you know?" Wang Wu rolled his eyes.

"Oh, right..." At that moment Tian Ling also realized, and extended his other demonic hand toward Wang Wu.

"Done." After finishing the draw, Wang Wu walked toward the two monsters in the stone chamber, "And yours as well."

The two monsters didn't hesitate; even though Wang Wu's blood‑drawing gun had just drawn blood from Tian Ling's demonic body, they immediately reached out their hands.

"Young Hero, they..."

"It's fine." Wang Wu turned back to the Tian Ling who was about to intervene, "They won't be affected by your demonic blood; after each draw, the blood‑drawing gun automatically disinfects itself."

Saying that, Wang Wu also drew his own blood, fearing the others wouldn't believe, and let Shu Niang and the others draw a round first.

Ten portions of monster blood; Wang Wu's was of little use, while Shu Niang and her group could provide three portions.

As for demonic blood, Zi Yuan's can also be added, after all she's quite special.

After drawing the blood, Wang Wu carefully stored the blood bottles, then asked Tian Ling:

"I wonder if Ling Laoge would be willing to provide the systematic techniques of your demon race? My master said the techniques you practice might also have some influence."

"Young Hero, you..."

Hearing Wang Wu's words, Tian Ling also realized that the person before them was serious.

They had even already taken action.

Suddenly, Tian Ling felt a flood of emotions. Then, he solemnly performed a bow toward Wang Wu.

"Young hero, your great kindness, Tian Ling will never forget!"

"What about the technique?" Wang Wu rolled his eyes, "Can we handle the real business first?"

"Um, okay, fine..."

About an hour later, Wang Wu, having obtained a large set of demon-clan techniques, left the stone chamber.

The main door slowly closed, and just as Wang Wu was about to look for the snake demon's silhouette, a body coiled around him.

Damp, hot breath sprayed onto Wang Wu's face, making him instantly furious.

Wang Wu already found the snake demon displeasing, let alone that the creature actually dared to thrust its nose onto his face.

It was a matter of what could be tolerated; Wang Wu on the spot beat her mercilessly, hurling insults, causing her consciousness to instantly dissipate, her body to convulse violently, and she fell completely dead.

But Wang Wu was clearly a petty, narrow‑minded monster, so he wouldn't let her off that easily.

Again, by means of supreme might, he forcibly revived her already scattered consciousness, and forced her to keep working, taking him to Tian Xing, where he had prepared a residence in the Heavenly Python Palace.

After arriving at the place, Wang Wu still didn't let her go; it wasn't until late that night that the snake demon Ranxun, now a walking corpse, finally dragged her still convulsing body, trembling as she left.

It's just terrible; this female demon, although far stronger than Shu Niang and the others, in terms of threshold seems only a little stronger than Star Moon.

A week later, which was also the second month of spring, time passed quickly.

A few days earlier, Wang Wu had sent a large amount of demon blood and monster blood samples, along with a set of techniques, and today was the day the test results were released.

To be honest, Wang Wu was quite looking forward to it.

【Bo Sheng Gui Bi Ni Ma Si Le: Disciple, the results are out, do you want to hear good news or bad news?】

【Shan Ding Dong Yao Guai: Um, the bad news?】

【Bo Sheng Gui Bi Ni Ma Si Le: The bad news is, the fully demonic monster can no longer be reversed; its consciousness cannot be restored.】

【Shan Ding Dong Yao Guai: Um, then what's the good news?】

(End of chapter)