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Chapter 1135 - Chapter 1135 Chapter 1162 The Nameless Blood Refining

Chapter 1135: Chapter 1162: The Nameless Blood Refining Technique! (Second Update) Chapter 1135: Chapter 1162: The Nameless Blood Refining Technique! (Second Update) “`

Under the eloquence of Yang Zhen, Zhou Tong could hardly keep his secret and directly handed Yang Zhen a Transmission Jade Slip, saying, “This is the Cultivation Method I favor the most. For you right now, it’s all advantage and no harm. Cultivate with ease, but as for whether you can successfully cultivate it, that’s your own fortune.”

Yang Zhen waved the Transmission Jade Slip in his hand and said with a grin, “Don’t I still have Master here?”

Zhou Tong shuddered and looked at Yang Zhen as if looking at an enemy, saying, “Don’t try to cozy up to me. I’ve never cultivated this method myself and can’t guide you in any way. To successfully cultivate it will still require your own talent… I’ve heard your talent is very high, so high that even the Nine Dragons were shocked. I want to see if you can shock me as well.”

Yang Zhen grimaced and muttered that this was really not good enough before he delved his divine consciousness into the Transmission Jade Slip.

Seeing this, Zhou Tong explained, “The Cultivation Method is called the Nameless Blood Refining Technique. I obtained it by chance in an unknown cave, and it contains the aura of an unknown great emperor. As to whose it is, I still have no clue.”

The Nameless Blood Refining Technique, just by hearing the name, you know it’s a superior method.

Yang Zhen had actually cultivated a Cultivation Method called the Twelve Blood Refining Technique, which was also related to some great emperor. However, Yang Zhen had a hunch that this Twelve Blood Refining Technique seemed to have been created on a whim by some great emperor.

Really just created on a whim.

Before Yang Zhen absorbed the Heaven and Earth’s Blood Qi, the Twelve Blood Refining Technique enabled him to completely refine the blood Qi within his body and obtain extremely powerful strength. But after Yang Zhen absorbed the Heaven and Earth’s Blood Qi, that Twelve Blood Refining Technique wasn’t of much use anymore.

Even with Yang Zhen’s talent, after he had supplemented the Twelve Blood Refining Technique, he still couldn’t refine the Heaven and Earth’s Blood Qi at will, let alone the seed of the Heaven and Earth Blood Qi within him.

The Nameless Blood Refining Technique, the unknown cave, the unknown Emperor Realm aura–these three unknowns combined had already greatly intrigued Yang Zhen.

As Yang Zhen probed the contents of the Transmission Jade Slip, he gave Zhou Tong a sidelong glance. If it were indeed a powerful method, how could this wretched old man have never practiced it?

If Zhou Tong had not practiced a method, it was either because the method was complete garbage, unworthy of being showcased, at least in the eyes of a powerhouse on the cusp like Zhou Tong.

The other possibility was that the methodology was extremely difficult to cultivate, so much so that even Zhou Tong himself couldn’t cultivate it.

That would make sense.

When Yang Zhen reached completion in cultivating a method, according to their agreement or say their deal, Zhou Tong must provide another Cultivation Method or Martial Skill to Yang Zhen, and he even allowed Yang Zhen to choose whichever he preferred.

Now looking at Zhou Tong’s face, which bore an expression of three parts curiosity and seven parts schadenfreude, Yang Zhen was almost certain that this Blood Refining Technique was very difficult to cultivate successfully, and even if one did, reaching completion would be very difficult.

That actually sparked a bit of interest in Yang Zhen. Could there really be a Cultivation Method in this world that he couldn’t succeed in cultivating?

With this thought, Yang Zhen’s expression turned serious. Amidst Zhou Tong’s clueless look, he became completely engrossed in the comprehension of the Nameless Blood Refining Technique.

Watching the expression on Yang Zhen’s face and the aura emanating from him, Zhou Tong’s clueless face opened into a gape. Then his eyes suddenly bulged out as he uttered in a low exclamation, “An epiphany?”

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Sudden enlightenment was precisely that, a moment of immediate understanding. Such talent and aptitude were incredibly rare, even amongst ten thousand young Practitioners, one would be hard-pressed to find another.

Now that Zhu Tong was facing such an individual, how could he not be astonished?

Seeing the look of enlightenment on Yang Zhen’s face, Zhu Tong snorted with laughter and said, “You rascal, you do have some real skill, not just all talk. I want to see if you can even begin to practice the Cultivation Method. Back in the day, it took me three full months to practice this Blood Refining Technique… Pfft, I just merely dabbled in it, the method wasn’t suitable for me, that’s all.”

As Yang Zhen entered his state of sudden enlightenment, Zhu Tong couldn’t very well hurry along on their journey. After all, he wasn’t in a rush, and so he shifted most of his attention to Yang Zhen.

Truth be told, Zhu Tong had only focused on Yang Zhen for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, when his eyes bulged out once more.

Yang Zhen’s body began to slowly emit strands of Blood Qi, a type that Zhu Tong was all too familiar with, as it was a result of practicing the Nameless Blood Refining Technique.

“This damn kid, his talent is indeed strong… barely passable. Although he hasn’t even begun, it’s clear he understands what he’s supposed to grasp. However, understanding alone isn’t enough. To successfully begin this Blood Refining Technique, one must possess an extremely powerful physical body, combined with an ample force of Blood Qi. The kid’s body… hmm, not bad, and his Blood Qi… holy mother of– what kind of Blood Qi is this?”

Boom–!

Wherever Zhu Tong’s divine consciousness traveled, it was as if he was deep in the ocean, an ocean made up of Blood Qi no less. The terrifying waves of Qi, like a sea of blood, were so intense that Zhu Tong was left speechless, gazing at Yang Zhen with a worried expression. “Damn, I should have checked this kid’s condition first. This… this is like handing the rascal a Cultivation Method that is a perfect match for him. But what of it? It must be the most compatible method for him, yes, but it was also gained without effort. Even if he can perfect the practice, could he do so again just as smoothly with the next method?”

Zhu Tong’s claims were already exaggerated. If Yang Zhen could indeed begin to practice, his talent had already been acknowledged by Zhu Tong. However, no matter how much he acknowledged it, Zhu Tong didn’t believe that Yang Zhen could perfect the Nameless Blood Refining Technique within the few days’ journey.

“In the end, I still have the upper hand!”

Zhu Tong stroked his beard, grinning like an old fox, but as he did so, he suddenly realized his beard was floating.

This unexpected scene made Zhu Tong’s eyes cross with confusion. He stared blankly at the beard floating before him, and a sudden realization jolted him, making him look upwards in horror.

With a thunderous noise, Zhu Tong yelled out in fright and dropped Yang Zhen, turning tail to flee.

In the sky, swaths of dark red light mingled under the bright glare of the golden sun, forming clouds that surged and roiled like ocean waves.

Zhu Tong had just left when he couldn’t resist looking back at Yang Zhen, his face filled with ludicrous disbelief.

He never dreamed that Yang Zhen, having just come into contact with the Blood Refining Technique, could actually attract a heavenly tribulation?

Zhu Tong himself had practiced the Blood Refining Technique for over half a year before barely managing to begin, and in the process, had almost torn his body apart and nearly caused his Blood Qi to burst forth, yet he hadn’t attracted the slightest heavenly tribulation.

No, this was no ordinary tribulation!

Zhu Tong watched, dumbfounded, as Yang Zhen, who had unexpectedly opened his eyes in the sky, looked back with a bizarre expression and muttered to himself, “Son of a bitch… what kind of monster have I found?”

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