Chapter 674: Want to leave? Leave the Divine Blood Behind!

Xu Jingming turned around and saw two men and one woman clad in battle armor standing before him.

All three wore battle armor and carried weapons on their person.

The two men radiated the aura of Seventh Stage Upper Rank, while the woman was Seventh Stage Middle Rank.

Long before these three appeared a kilometer away, Xu Jingming's heart net had already sensed them.

He simply hadn't expected them to walk straight toward him.

"You three think you can take my divine blood?" Xu Jingming's gaze turned cold.

Brilliant golden flames surged instantly, swirling around his body.

The terrifying heat generated wave after wave of thermal currents, causing the surrounding air temperature to skyrocket!

"We've got two Seventh Stage Upper Ranks and one Seventh Stage Middle Rank—can't we take down just one Seventh Stage Upper Rank like you?"

The lead Seventh Stage Upper Rank giant laughed loudly, his aura exploding in response:

"We don't want to kill you—just hand over the divine blood, and I'll let you go."

Xu Jingming was, after all, a Seventh Stage Upper Rank Master.

If he fought to the death, he could still inflict serious damage on them.

That would hinder their later collection of divine blood.

Better to avoid combat if possible.

But just then,

the lone slender woman among the three, after carefully studying Xu Jingming, suddenly changed expression and said:

"Emperor Yan! Is that you?!"

"What? Sera, do you know him?" The other two cast puzzled glances.

"Zhou Xuan of the Mondok Warband, Eight-Star Master, nickname 'Emperor Yan.'

I've heard rumors about him in the last two frontline battles near Mocheng."

Sera gently brushed back her hair, looked at Xu Jingming, and said softly:

"And two and a half months ago,

I took the Master Certification alongside him. Isn't that right, Brother Zhou Xuan?"

Xu Jingming said nothing.

From the first glance, he had recognized this woman named Sera.

She was only Seventh Stage Middle Rank, yet she had passed the Five-Star Master Certification—reserved for Seventh Stage Upper Rank Masters.

Her strength was decent enough.

"Eight-Star Master?"

The lead man drew a sharp breath—he knew exactly how prestigious that certification was.

Only the other man still wore confusion on his face.

"Brother Zhou Xuan, we were rude.

Please collect your divine blood—we'll leave immediately.

When we return to Mocheng, I'll personally buy you drinks and apologize." Sera spoke with sincere regret.

Sera had a pleasing appearance, fair skin, and a slender figure.

Now that she was apologizing, she looked nothing like a Seventh Stage Master.

Instead, she seemed like a fragile woman, utterly pitiable.

Combined with her suggestive words—"personally buy you drinks and apologize"—she radiated irresistible allure.

Sera was confident in her looks and figure.

Since no real conflict had erupted, she believed this matter would be resolved easily.

But Xu Jingming's expression didn't change; he said calmly:

"You may leave—but leave your divine blood behind."

For some reason, they hadn't stored the divine blood in their space rings, but carried it on their persons.

Xu Jingming easily sensed the faint pull emanating from the divine blood.

Clearly, the divine blood on Sera and the others came from the Thunder Tyrant King.

"Leave our divine blood behind?"

Sera and the others' expressions shifted.

Especially Sera—she hadn't expected Xu Jingming to show not even a shred of courtesy.

After all, they had known each other before.

"Mondo, give him the divine blood."

Without hesitation, Sera turned to the lead man.

She knew full well the consequences of angering an Eight-Star Master.

Especially one who had earned his own nickname on the frontline battlefield!

Though pained, Mondo knew this was the best course of action.

He reluctantly pulled from his backpack a transparent glass bottle, twenty centimeters tall and about six centimeters in diameter.

Inside, faintly shimmering blue-purple lightning danced through crimson blood, gently rippling.

"This is all the divine blood we have—six hundred forty-five milliliters." Mondo handed the bottle over reluctantly.

"Good."

Xu Jingming smiled as he took the bottle, placed it in his space ring, then asked curiously:

"Why didn't you store the divine blood in a space ring?"

"You don't know?"

Mondo looked surprised but explained: "Divine blood attracts other divine blood—within about a one-kilometer radius.

We keep it out to better detect where other divine blood might be."

Xu Jingming instantly understood.

He also realized: the vial inside the divine blood indicator was likely also divine blood—

merely amplified in its guiding effect by technological instruments.

"Alright, you may go now." Xu Jingming waved his hand dismissively.

Sera and her companions, though stripped of their divine blood, felt no anger—only relief.

"Sorry for the disturbance."

After bowing respectfully, Sera and the others quickly turned and left.

"S-Class, looks like joining the Mondok Warband was a good choice after all."

A chuckle echoed in his mind: "Just your reputation alone scared off three Seventh Stage Masters.

Even your professor Yang Zhentian at Magic University couldn't pull that off."

Though Yang Zhentian, a Seventh Stage Peak, possessed combat power rivaling a Ninth Stage Grand Master,

he'd spent too long in academia—his aura of intimidation couldn't compare to Xu Jingming's battlefield-honed reputation.

"This reputation does have its advantages," Xu Jingming smiled.

With his current strength, activating the Dou Tian Divine Thunder and entering Thunder Mode, he could easily kill all three.

But there was no need.

After all, any cultivator reaching Seventh Stage Master level carried some hidden cards.

If he wasted too much time here, others might claim the remaining divine blood first.

Xu Jingming quickly gathered the divine blood from the small pit, along with the surrounding mutated plants.

He sprinted toward the next direction indicated by the divine blood detector.

"Mondo, we just gave him all our divine blood?"

"With all three of us as Masters, we might still fight him!"

On the other side, as the trio retreated, the other Seventh Stage Upper Rank Master, Bert, asked discontentedly.

That divine blood had taken them considerable effort to collect.

More crucially,

without the divine blood as a guide, collecting more would become far harder.

"Bert, you've never been to the frontline—you wouldn't know.

According to Mondok Warband's ranking, an Eight-Star Master can easily handle all three of us!

Besides, this one already has his own nickname.

Handing over the divine blood is the best way to preserve our strength."

Mondo spoke gravely.

He had once served in the Mondok Warband and fought on the frontline—he knew the Master star-rating system well.

Sera did too. Of the three, only Bert had never set foot on the frontline.

"Really? I feel like if I took the certification, I could get an Eight-Star rating too."

Bert still sounded dismissive.

Mondo and Sera said nothing.

After entering the Wild Zone, unity mattered most.

They wouldn't risk souring their relationship over a debate about ratings now.

Of course,

Both of them had already decided: next time, they would never team up with such an idiot.

As for Cera, who had originally undergone certification with Xu Jingming, she understood even better just how terrifying Xu Jingming was.

She even suspected that Xu Jingming was not merely an Eight-Star Master, but possibly at the level of a Nine-Star Master!

Because just now, she had noticed Xu Jingming's expression—he hadn't regarded the three of them at all.

A faint sense of relief stirred in her heart.

If she hadn't agreed to hand over the Divine Blood just now, the three of them would surely already be three cold corpses...

PS: Working overtime at the company, got home at 10 p. . only one update today; I'll make it up tomorrow...