Chapter 678: SURPRISE! 200 LITERS OF DIVINE BLOOD!

Watching her sister Leng Yuexi, who seemed distracted, Leng Yuechan's fox ears twitched; she naturally knew what Leng Yuexi was thinking.

In fact, that brilliant youth, radiant as the sun, had also left a deep impression on her.

"I heard Xu Jingming is around Mocheng. Once Father's business is settled, we can go find him."

Leng Yuechan chuckled mischievously.

Hearing this, Leng Yuexi snapped back to attention, a faint smile appearing on her lovely face:

"Alright."

Six months ago, her ability had just evolved into S-class, and she hadn't fully mastered it yet—she couldn't beat Xu Jingming with his multiple amplifications.

Now, she had fully mastered her S-class ability and advanced to Seventh-Rank Mid-Level Adept.

"By then, I'll be able to give him a proper beating."

"He once boasted he could crush me with one hand—this time, it'll be me crushing him with one hand."

Leng Yuexi thought with growing anticipation.

"Young Mistress, this guy is strong—what should we do now?"

Uncle Chen asked.

"No need to fight him. Let's go."

Leng Yuexi shook her head.

With her current strength, she could probably defeat him, but she was still with her sister Leng Yuechan—there was no need to take such a risk.

More importantly, she hadn't truly come here to seek Divine Blood—she'd simply been unable to think of a way to challenge her brother Leng Shu.

As soon as she had an idea, she'd return immediately to Nixi.

"Understood." The others nodded and followed her away.

"Huh? They didn't fight—just walked away? Looks like that last display of intimidation was quite effective."

Xu Jingming, having exited Thunder Extreme Form, smiled and collected the spatial rings of the three Seventh-Rank Grand Masters.

With a sweep of his spiritual force, everything inside the rings appeared in his perception.

"3. liters of Thunder Tyrant Dragon blood, 4. liters of Flame Giant Eagle blood—this haul's not bad."

Xu Jingming nodded in satisfaction.

Killing and arson bring golden belts—besides these Divine Bloods, the spatial rings held plenty of other valuable items.

As for killing these three Seventh-Rank Grand Masters, Xu Jingming felt no guilt whatsoever.

After all, they struck first.

The issue of reduced Master-level combat power on the frontlines wasn't even in his consideration.

After all, ferocious beasts kill and devour each other too.

No Seventh-Rank Grand Master beast has ever held back from attacking its own kind out of fear of triggering a Beasts' Tide.

"Iva, how much Divine Blood have we collected so far?"

Xu Jingming asked Iva silently in his mind.

They'd been in the target area for nearly six hours, and during that time, he hadn't bothered to tally the Divine Blood collected by Thorn Sword Grass.

He'd spent most of it focusing on his SS-rank Mind Net perception.

"Including the S-class Divine Blood you just collected, we now have 94. liters total.

Of that, 30. liters come from the Thunder Tyrant Dragon, and 64. liters from the Flame Giant Eagle."

Iva replied.

"The Flame Giant Eagle's Divine Blood is twice that of the Thunder Tyrant Dragon..."

Xu Jingming sighed helplessly.

In that battle, the Thunder Tyrant Dragon's later burst was far stronger than the Flame Giant Eagle's!

The Flame Giant Eagle suffered heavier wounds, so it spilled more Divine Blood.

"I hope we find an adept holding a large quantity of Thunder Tyrant Dragon essence blood later.

I'll trade my Flame Giant Eagle blood for it."

Shaking his head, Xu Jingming was about to lead Thorn Sword Grass away toward the next location—

When suddenly, Thorn Sword Grass sent a surge of excitement.

It had found a large amount of Divine Blood—but a high-rank ferocious beast guarded it, preventing absorption.

"Huh? A large amount of Divine Blood?"

Xu Jingming's eyes lit up, and he dashed toward the direction Thorn Sword Grass indicated.

Due to the presence of Divine Blood, many high-rank adepts had gathered nearby.

As a result, most low-rank ferocious beasts in the area had already fled.

Thus, Xu Jingming's speed wasn't slow—he reached the destination over three kilometers away in less than three minutes.

Rustle~~~

In the forest, Thorn Sword Grass's vines emerged from the ground, pointing toward a dark, pitch-black cave.

"Inside the cave?" Xu Jingming frowned.

Except for ferocious beasts with Earth-element abilities, most caves were naturally formed.

Like humans, ferocious beasts also preferred more comfortable environments.

In the depths of the Wildlands, any beast capable of claiming a cave was very strong.

Possibly even Eighth-Rank.

More critically, the cave walls were thick with rock—his Mind Net couldn't penetrate them, so he couldn't see inside or judge the beast's rank.

"First, take a look. Unless it's an extremely strong Eighth-Rank beast, I'll use several top-grade Eighth-Rank Defense Talismans to get this blood."

Crackling—

The golden flames swirling around Xu Jingming rapidly transformed into the Heavenly Divine Thunder.

Simultaneously, his body swelled violently, entering Thunder Storm Form—over three meters tall.

"Indeed, this feels much safer."

Feeling the powerful energy surging through his body, Xu Jingming's grim face broke into a satisfied smile.

He strode forward with thick, powerful legs into the cave.

Crackling—

Thunder roared as Xu Jingming dashed through the cave.

Before he even arrived, the brilliant Heavenly Divine Thunder illuminated the dark passage ahead.

The deeper he went, the stronger the powerful pull he felt!

It was a primal, instinctive craving!

"This Divine Blood comes from the Thunder Tyrant Dragon!" Xu Jingming's eyes gleamed brighter, though his speed gradually slowed.

For besides this primal craving, he also sensed an extremely formidable aura.

It came from the ferocious beast dwelling inside the cave.

"Preliminary estimate—at least Seventh-Rank Upper." Xu Jingming grew even more cautious.

After walking further down the passage, the tunnel suddenly opened into a vast cavern.

On the cavern floor lay a pool of crimson blood.

No—"pool" didn't even begin to describe it; it was a full lake of blood!

In Xu Jingming's perception, the depression holding the blood was very deep.

The total volume of the blood added up to roughly over 200 liters!

"200 liters of Thunder Tyrant Dragon blood!"

Xu Jingming's reptilian pupils blazed with light, his breathing quickening.

In Thunder Storm Form, he felt the lake's pull on him even more intensely!

"Roar—"

Just then, a low growl echoed from the other side.

Xu Jingming turned and saw a massive bear, over five meters tall, its entire body a muddy yellow, staring at him.

The bear's mouth bristled with fangs, its eyes blood-red, radiating boundless fury.

"Earth Ring Storm Bear, Seventh-Rank Peak Lord-class ferocious beast." Xu Jingming exhaled in relief.

As long as it wasn't a Seventh-Rank Peak beast above Lord rank, he had nothing to fear.