Chapter 215: The Source of Cultivation

The essence blood of a demonic overlord, teeming with potent demonic energy!

Lu Fang feigned surprise, murmuring, “Is this just a single drop of blood? Why does it contain such overwhelming demonic energy?”

Pan raised an eyebrow and said, “This is the essence blood of a demonic overlord, but it has been refined by several great demonic elders into a supreme treasure designed to locate sealed sites.”

“The barbarian side likely possesses similar treasures as well, so we must move quickly before they get there first.”

As he spoke, a surge of demonic energy from his body seeped into the demonic overlord’s essence blood. Pan, as if receiving a directive, pointed in the opposite direction of the barbarians’ retreat and flew off, saying, “Follow me.”

Lu Fang did not hesitate; he spread his disguised wings and flew after him.

After using the Supernatural Power—Barbarian Sky-Sea Technique, he was astonished to discover that disguising himself with wings granted flight capability; combined with the invisible Qimen Flying Armor, his speed became formidable.

The demonic creatures behind him quickly followed suit.

“It seems Pan truly sensed the sealed site through the demonic overlord’s essence blood,” Lu Fang thought, a flicker of unease rising within him.

He was uncertain—what if Pan actually found the sealed site? Did he truly have the strength to stop it?

Leaving aside the numerous fourth-rank barbarian warriors on the other side, even if he could match one-on-one against Pan and the fourth-rank demons it brought, with so many of them, he knew that if he revealed his true nature, he would be slaughtered.

He had not thought much about it before, but now, at this critical moment, he realized—he had been overconfident.

The problem was, he had no other options. Since this place became the Lesser Upper Realm, he could not send voice messages to seek help from outside; even if he could, he could only contact the One Hundred and Eight Martial Generals.

They were all sixth-rank, third-tier generals.

Against enemies of equal rank, he might crush them effortlessly, but the demons and barbarians here were far too powerful.

Lu Fang now had no choice but to press forward.

Mo Xin had no such concerns; instead, it exclaimed excitedly, “Seize the opportunity to take that drop of demonic overlord’s essence blood. If I absorb its vast, pure demonic energy, both you and I will benefit immensely.”

Lu Fang, flying swiftly, suddenly froze, then resumed motion, his heart stirring with anticipation: “You want that drop of demonic overlord’s essence blood?”

Mo Xin’s tone was earnest: “Do everything in your power to obtain that drop. I can tell you this—if I absorb its vast, pure demonic energy, I can elevate you to fifth-rank, third-tier.”

“Elevate me to fifth-rank, third-tier?” Lu Fang was stunned. A full rank increase—this was beyond his expectations.

The demonic overlord’s essence blood was indeed precious, but at his current realm, even if he obtained it, it would be of little use.

And those of higher realms, capable of fully wielding the demonic overlord’s essence blood, would also find it of limited value; such essence blood is best refined into supreme treasures.

Lu Fang sighed helplessly and said to Mo Xin in his mind, “I’m only sixth-rank, third-tier. How do you expect me to snatch that drop of demonic overlord’s essence blood from a powerful fourth-rank demon?”

Mo Xin immediately replied:

“I can create the opportunity for you and grant you immense power. Rest assured, this is free—something you cannot refuse. It will drain me greatly, but in the end, this is a win-win for both of us.”

Lu Fang fell silent. He now understood—Mo Xin could forcibly enhance his strength, and this revealed how desperately it desired the demonic overlord’s essence blood.

Otherwise, it would not keep offering him advantages or revealing so many things he had never known.

“What’s my end of the bargain?”

Lu Fang bargained.

Mo Xin fell silent for a moment, then snapped irritably, “I’ve promised to raise your rank by one tier, create an opportunity for you, and temporarily boost your power for free. Do you have any idea what this will cost me?”

“We’re both intelligent. No need for mutual probing.”

“I can tell you plainly—this is the absolute limit of what I can offer. If you refuse, fine. The benefits this drop of demonic overlord’s essence blood brings me are not nearly as great as you imagine.”

Lu Fang had never heard Mo Xin sound so furious. He paused, then said, “I agree. But I want to decide when you create the opportunity and when you temporarily boost my power.”

Mo Xin sighed. “You intend to use my power to sabotage the demons’ and barbarians’ plan—to prevent them from successfully unsealing the site?”

Lu Fang did not hide his intent. “Correct.”

Mo Xin fell silent for a moment, then burst into laughter. “Lord Wen Guan, are you certain you want to do this? I’m certainly willing—but you seem to think this is simpler than it is.”

“Even if you eliminate Pan, what then? You can ignore the demons, but what about the barbarians?”

“I advise you not to interfere with the demons’ and barbarians’ unsealing of the site. It’s far too much for you right now.”

“You may be forced to use my power just to survive. Let me warn you now—my free power is limited.”

Lu Fang sneered inwardly: “I’ll handle the specifics as they come. You said using your power had no drawbacks—yet now you admit there are.”

Mo Xin chuckled. “There truly are no drawbacks.”

Lu Fang pressed: “Then what did you mean by ‘free’? What would the cost be if it weren’t? I’m curious—though you don’t have to answer.”

Mo Xin explained: “Why not? My existence drains a portion of your cultivation source to restore my strength. Since we’re being open, I’ll tell you plainly.”

“I entered your body against my will.”

“At the execution ground, when you shattered its laws, I had few choices—I ultimately chose to enter your body.”

“At that time, I was severely damaged.”

“I feared I might fall into an extremely long slumber—perhaps even die with you, unable to awaken.”

“But your cultivation source is unique. It didn’t merely heal my wounds—it awakened part of my power.”

“At first, I could do nothing at all.”

“My ability to influence the snowfields of Luo Sha’s realm, sense the beast spirits, perceive the spirit of the Liujin Xuanguang Realm—until now, my ability to grant you power for free—all of this came from slowly absorbing your cultivation source.”

“Absorbing my cultivation source?” Lu Fang frowned.

His righteous qi was far less than average—he couldn’t possess the miraculous powers Mo Xin described. That meant Mo Xin’s “cultivation source” must refer to the Ink Brush Realm.