Just as Wang Ye was harboring murderous intentions towards Luo Ping in his heart, Luo Ping stirred. It turned out that Luo Ping's seemingly very weak aura suddenly became steady again, and his momentum instantly returned to its peak. Before anyone else could react, he directly jumped into the blood pool. However, he was holding on tightly to an iron chain, half hanging himself without fully entering the bottom of the pool.
The blood pool surged again, and the blood transformed into energy, continuously pouring into Luo Ping's body. His face was filled with ecstasy!
Damn, stealing my stuff.
After discovering that ordinary people could also absorb it, Wang Ye cursed under his breath and made his move. It was as if he teleported and appeared above Luo Ping in an instant.
Luo Ping looked at Wang Ye somewhat blankly, seemingly not understanding why this ghost had made such a move.
In the next moment, Wang Ye grabbed Luo Ping's hair and directly dragged him out of the blood pool. At this time, there were still specks of blood on Luo Ping's body, and he was filled with confusion.
He had plotted against everyone present, but he had completely overlooked this ghost wearing a mourning hat.
This was because the ghost had been so quiet, from beginning to end, aside from forcing everyone to enter the cave first, it hadn't done anything else.
Including that figure in the black coat, Luo Ping was also wary and on guard against him, and had made contingency plans.
It had to be said that this ghost...had really great strength.
He felt like his scalp was about to be torn off.
At this time, everyone's eyes were on the blood pool above, filled with greed.
After hesitating for a moment, Wang Ye did not directly kill Luo Ping.
After all, the allure of the blood pool was too great now. If he made a move to kill now, it would provoke the other two people and he might be misunderstood as trying to silence them.
When those guys were on the verge of death, their desperate counterattack would still be quite troublesome.
In everyone's sight, Xiao Si stood at the edge of the blood pool, motionless.
Her body gave off a faint ghostly aura.
This was already the tiny bit that Xiao Si had squeezed out with all her might under the dual seals of the bronze nail and spirit money.
As expected, the few people became more wary.
Even Lao Han and Lin Nan looked thoughtfully at Luo Ping.
After all, this guy had hidden his abilities quite deeply earlier.
Upon realizing that revealing his trump card did not have the desired effect, Luo Ping's expression was gloomy, but under the dual gaze of Wang Ye and Xiao Si, he resentfully retreated two steps.
Hmph, fear of death as always.
Sensing Luo Ping's silence, Wang Ye chuckled softly, tugging on the iron chain and submerging most of his body in the blood pool.
The first person who had absorbed one-third earlier was now quiet, having walked to the side. It seemed that he had lost interest in this basement, but for some reason, he did not leave.
At this time, Wang Ye was feeling rather comfortable.
Gentle energy ceaselessly drilled into his body through his pores.
He could feel that his blood seemed to be continuously replaced. Although his overall strength did not increase by much, the coordination of his body was nearing perfection.
Is this also part of the Buddhist cultivation of the body?
The blood level in the pool dropped again, but it was much slower than when the earlier figure had absorbed it.
Finally, when the blood pool dropped by another one-fifth, Wang Ye felt that the energy no longer flowed into his body.
Saturated.
Feeling somewhat reluctant, Wang Ye climbed out of the blood pool with a tinge of regret!
As Wang Ye came out, the eyes of the other few people lit up at the same time! There was still a lot of blood left in here!
Even with the addition of Xiao Si in the black coat, it was impossible for her to absorb too much. This meant that it seemed they still had gains to make!
In an instant, the few people started rolling up their sleeves, cautiously eyeing each other, wanting to compete for the quota to soak in the blood pool.
At this moment, Wang Ye took out the small pouch he had picked up earlier and kept rummaging inside.
Soon, some bottles of drinking water, bowls...
All the containers he could find were taken out one by one!
Fortunately he had picked up such a good thing.
Wang Ye heaved a sigh of relief. Under everyone's shocked gazes, he calmly poured the blood from the pool into the containers, then carefully placed them in the pouch.
Lin Nan, Luo Ping, and Lao Han were now completely dumbfounded, watching Wang Ye's actions, rendered speechless.
With such a strong ghostly aura on him, and such stiff movements, it should be...
A ghost, no doubt about it!
But when did ghosts become so talented?
Their impression was that ghosts were either without wisdom, or only had a shred of it. Grim, stiff and numb, only knowing how to kill.
Thinking too small?
Watching this scene, the figure seemed lost in thought, as if having learned something.
And so, under their very eyes, Wang Ye steadily poured nearly one third of the blood from the pool into containers.
This amount...
Was even more exaggerated than what Wang Ye had absorbed earlier.
But at this time Wang Ye was a little regretful, it was still too little. The containers this guy had brought were simply not enough.
After looking around and finding no other containers, Wang Ye could only helplessly stand up.
But...
He still felt a little unwilling!
Wang Ye gritted his teeth, hesitating before controlling Xiao Si to enter the blood pool.
Although this might enhance Xiao Si's strength and risk triggering the seal, but...
A veteran gambler would never give up such an opportunity!
The blood pool dropped again at an exaggerated rate. The amount Xiao Si absorbed was comparable to that figure.
Xiao Si's stiff body climbed out of the blood pool, the same as when she entered. The seal showed no change, with the bronze nail still nailed firmly between her eyebrows.
The sealing effect of the wooden chair seemed exceptionally powerful.
Even so, the blood pool still had a layer of blood remaining inside.
Based on Wang Ye's earlier absorption amount, soaking two more people should definitely be no issue.
This ghost surely can't pull any more tricks!
Even Lao Han at some point had let go of the iron chain in his hand. After all, once the blood pool was emptied out, the things below would naturally be revealed.
The three of them were on tenterhooks with each other.
Wang Ye really had no way to scavenge anymore, he could only helplessly sigh and retreat to the side.
He felt that this blood was not as simple as it seemed, and seemed to have other abilities.
But...
It would be better to slowly uncover it after bringing it back.
Just as Wang Ye moved back, in that instant, the three people emitted strong auras, rushing towards the blood pool!
But...
It was as if there was an invisible wall in the air. The three people shook and fell to the ground.
Meanwhile, the other Wang Ye who had been silently learning all this while retracted his outstretched hand and came to the edge of the blood pool.
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
