Chapter 847: Reshaping Destiny with Myriad Spirit Blood

“So the Ten Thousand Spirit Blood has effects like this too?”

Lu Changsheng felt genuinely surprised.

Until now, he only knew the Ten Thousand Spirit Blood was used as a spirit item for Core Formation or Nascent Soul breakthroughs.

It could be used to raise ghost beasts or refine pills.

He’d never realized it might impact one’s bloodline.

Thinking back, it made sense. For the True Lord Mingsha to risk so much slaughter and trouble at the Myriad Beasts Mountain Range just to gather Ten Thousand Spirit Blood, there had to be more to it.

“Looks like Ten Thousand Spirit Blood plays a huge role in enhancing beast bloodlines.”

“And according to what I’ve gathered about the Yin Ghost Sect, the way True Lord Mingsha has been mass-slaughtering recently to refine this blood is also linked to Beast God Mountain.”

“The technique passed down by Beast God Mountain fuses demon beasts into oneself. With Ten Thousand Spirit Blood boosting bloodline potential, I bet it works wonders for them beyond the ordinary.”

Lu Changsheng mulled it over, finally glimpsing why Beast God Mountain would form an alliance with the Yin Ghost Sect.

How exactly did True Lord Mingsha convince Beast God Mountain to help him, even supporting his Nascent Soul breakthrough?

Most likely, Ten Thousand Spirit Blood was the key.

Lu Changsheng had asked the Yinming Sect Leader before: if the Yin Ghost Sect had killed so many for so many years, why did True Lord Mingsha end up with just one fourth-rank portion?

At the time, the sect leader didn’t know.

But now it was obvious—True Lord Mingsha must’ve sent it all to Beast God Mountain.

“Could it be that the Liang-Yue War dragged on because of the Ten Thousand Spirit Blood too? Was Liang Kingdom refusing to make peace for this reason?”

Lu Changsheng paused, startled by the thought.

It sounded a bit far-fetched, but the possibility couldn’t be ruled out.

After all, war itself is a tremendous machine for harvesting life.

This Liang-Yue War had gone on so long. Even if no Nascent Soul True Lords had fallen, countless Core Formation cultivators had died.

And as for Foundation Establishment or Qi Refining cultivators, the casualties were beyond measure.

“If that’s so, Beast God Mountain will care even more now that the Yin Ghost Sect has been destroyed and I’ve acquired the Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Pool.”

Lu Changsheng weighed the situation in silence.

He wasn’t worried about Beast God Mountain.

Even if their Supreme Elder the ‘True Lord Nine Spirits’ showed up himself, Lu Changsheng was confident he could repel—or even kill—him.

The only thing that truly concerned him was this so-called ‘Envoy’.

Based on his deductions, this envoy likely hailed from one of the Seven Demonic Sects.

As a Nascent Soul-level expert from the top forces of the Southern Desolation, Lu Changsheng had to give it weight.

“Buzz, buzz, buzz.”

He stopped overthinking, focusing instead on his daughter Lu Wangshu in the cauldron, her skin flickering with faint blood-red spirit lines. Lu Changsheng tapped his storage ring.

Several porcelain vials appeared—these were the third-rank Ten Thousand Spirit Blood specimens he’d taken from the Yin Ghost Sect.

He’d planned to let other Lu Family disciples use them, to cleanse their bodies and strengthen their magical power.

But seeing how the Ten Thousand Spirit Blood showed miraculous effects on his daughter’s Blood Talisman Spirit Body,

it felt almost as if it was nurturing and revitalizing her spirit body.

Lu Changsheng wondered if, given enough time and blood, it could elevate his daughter’s spirit body to the highest tier.

However, there was far too great a gap between third-rank and fourth-rank Ten Thousand Spirit Blood.

Even though Lu Wangshu was using fourth-rank blood—already diluted and neutralized—it still far outclassed a few third-rank doses.

Within moments, Lu Changsheng realized these stocks alone would never be enough to elevate Lu Wangshu’s Blood Talisman Spirit Body to the highest level.

That was only to be expected.

The leap from superior to top-tier spirit body looked small but was actually immense.

If you could achieve that with a bit of diluted fourth-rank blood and a handful of third-rank spirit items, they wouldn’t be so rare.

“Still…”

Studying the situation, Lu Changsheng patted another storage pouch.

In a blink, a complex, blood-red inkstone covered in elaborate patterns appeared.

It was none other than the sealed Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Pool!

“Whoo—whoo—whoo—”

As soon as the blood pool appeared, a gale of ghostly wind tore through the pocket dimension, wild wails and howls merging with the stench of thick, bloody fog.

“Huh?”

Sitting in the cauldron, refining the Ten Thousand Spirit Blood, Lu Wangshu couldn’t help but open her eyes at the chaos.

Her face froze in shock when she saw the Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Pool.

She instantly recognized it as a demonic spirit treasure.

Why had her father suddenly brought out something so wicked?

Even sealed as Lu Changsheng had done, and giving off little aura, the blood pool’s presence still made Lu Wangshu’s skin crawl.

“Buzz!”

Lu Changsheng unlocked a small part of the pool’s seal, reached out to its spirit, and gave one command—produce as much Ten Thousand Spirit Blood as possible.

The treasure responded, but it demanded a huge amount of blood and flesh essence in return.

“Hmph!” Lu Changsheng snorted, raising his hand to summon the Sun-Moon Yin-Yang Mirror, sending its divine gleam to press down on the blood pool.

He had no intention of feeding the blood pool with sacrifices; let it burn its own spirit treasure essence or the spiritual soldiers and ghost kings floating within.

His plan was to force it to create Ten Thousand Spirit Blood at its own expense.

“Buzz, buzz, buzz!!!”

The blood pool quivered violently, the dark-red blood within roaring and frothing, the air filled with tormented howls.

This precious treasure had always been worshipped at the sect.

Even True Lord Mingsha couldn’t fully control it; he’d constantly needed offerings of blood and flesh.

Now Lu Changsheng wanted to squeeze it dry; of course the spirit tried to resist.

Yet faced with Lu Changsheng and the Sun-Moon Mirror, the blood pool was powerless. It kept trembling in protest.

“Obey, and you’ll earn a chance to restore your core. Disobey, and I’ll erase your spirit, burning your very essence away!”

Lu Changsheng’s cold command cut into the blood pool, his usual gentle face for wife and child gone. He radiated the quiet authority of one born to rule.

Even Lu Wangshu, watching her father, felt awestruck and intimidated.

“Wuuu…” The artifact spirit of the Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Pool shuddered in fear.

It sensed that if he pushed further, it would lose its spirit entirely.

It whimpered and trembled in futile resistance, desperately clinging to a shred of dignity.

But as its consciousness began to fade, it buckled, giving in and choosing to burn its core for Ten Thousand Spirit Blood.

“Hmph.”

Lu Changsheng let out another cold snort, relaxing his grip.

The blood pool blazed with boundless crimson light, the blood inside boiling over as its power and mist wove together into Ten Thousand Spirit Blood.

“This…” With the blood pool’s aura pressing down, Lu Wangshu’s heart pounded and even breathing became heavy.

Though her body had reached third-rank refinement, in the end, she was a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

No way could she withstand the pressure of such a top-level spirit treasure.

Lu Changsheng saw what was happening, so he circulated his Yin-Yang power, enclosing his daughter to sweep away the sinister aura.

“Dad, what is this…” Lu Wangshu swallowed hard and asked.

She’d realized this was a demonic spirit treasure.

Even the diluted blood she’d been refining came from an artifact like this.

For a moment, she was dazed, unsure why her father possessed such an ominous thing.

“This is the Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Pool. The blood you’re refining comes from it,” Lu Changsheng said.

Not wanting her to worry, he added, “It’s a ghost-path treasure, but the blood it refines is first-rate—pure and potent. As long as you refine it thoroughly, you’ll have no side effects.”

“The Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Pool?” The name rang a distant bell for Lu Wangshu, though she couldn’t place it at first.

Thinking back, she finally remembered.

When she’d learned about spiritual soldiers as a child, she had read something about it.

One of the top three demonic sects in Jin Kingdom, the Yin Ghost Sect, was said to hold a supreme treasure: the Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Pool.

This artifact could nurture a type of ghost soldier that was truly terrifying.

“Dad, is this really the Yin Ghost Sect’s Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Pool?”

Lu Wangshu gasped, her beautiful eyes wide as she stared uncertainly at the pool.

“Yeah.” Lu Changsheng nodded, offering no extra explanation.

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Lu Wangshu was dumbfounded.

She’d never imagined that the legendary pool of blood—once the supreme treasure of a top demonic sect—would appear right in front of her, under her father’s control.

How on earth did her dad end up with something like this?

Could there be some kind of hidden tie between her father and the Yin Ghost Sect?

But that couldn’t be—her father had even gone to the sect to challenge them under an alias before!

Wait a sec…

The memory of that event made Lu Wangshu pause.

Not that long ago, her dad had gone to the Jin Kingdom, bringing Lu Minghuang, Lu Mengchan, and others.

Could it be he took the blood pool by force from the Yin Ghost Sect?

No way, right?

Her father had only just broken through to Nascent Soul.

Sure, his strength always surpassed her expectations.

But could he really seize a sect’s greatest treasure so soon after breaking through?

True Lord Mingsha had a reputation for rivaling Nascent Soul Lords even as a Core Formation cultivator.

Yet now the blood pool was right here. With no other explanation, Lu Wangshu could only assume her father had beaten the Yin Ghost Sect at their own game.

Suddenly, she thought of her Butterfly Transformation Gu.

That kind of Gu worm would be a huge prize even for a Core Formation cultivator, let alone someone at her level.

Such a thing had to come from a major sect’s collection.

And among Jin’s three great demonic sects, one—the Five Poisons Sect—was renowned for their Gu poison.

So, could her Butterfly Gu have come from the Five Poisons Sect too?

Even the Corpse King Pearl her eldest brother, Lu Ping’an, had received matched the Heavenly Corpse Sect.

This was getting out of hand…

Did her father rob all three major sects on his last trip to Jin Kingdom?

Lu Wangshu’s mind buzzed, too astonished to believe it.

“Clear your mind!”

Lu Changsheng saw her confusion and quickly called out.

He channeled the Ten Thousand Spirit Blood condensed from the blood pool and tossed in several spirit herbs for his daughter to refine.

Lu Wangshu snapped to attention, steadying her breath and silencing her wild speculations.

Still, she couldn’t help feeling her father’s image kept being remade before her very eyes.

More than half a month passed.

Within Sumeru Cave Heaven, Lu Wangshu sat in the cauldron, blood-red spirit light flickering all around her in a dazzling, ever-shifting rhythm.

If you looked closer, her pale skin glowed beneath mysterious, intricate blood-red sigils, as if she held some fundamental law of heaven and earth.

These glowing runes wove together, flowing until they became profound Dao and hidden truths. Finally, a distant system prompt sounded in Lu Changsheng’s mind.

[Detected: Descendant’s spirit body has advanced. Effects clash. Fusion?]

“Whew!”

Hearing the prompt, Lu Changsheng paused and exhaled deeply.

His daughter’s Blood Talisman Spirit Body had finally broken through, ascending to top-tier with the nourishment of Ten Thousand Spirit Blood.

He knew this moment hadn’t come easy.

Already, the Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Pool—once a peak artifact—had been nearly reduced from a high-grade Spirit Treasure all the way down.

Now, it teetered at mid-grade Spirit Treasure level.

If he forced it to burn more, it’d soon drop to low-grade.

Once that happened, no amount of threat would force its spirit to cooperate.

Besides that, Lu Changsheng had used all sorts of rank-three and even some rank-four spirit items to mellow out the blood’s potency.

If he hadn’t slain True Lord Pinghai, True Lord Fuhai, and looted the Yin Ghost Sect, even his wealth would feel strained from such massive expenditure.

Still, seeing his daughter’s spirit body evolve, Lu Changsheng felt every sacrifice was worth it.

Her path from here would be so much smoother.

“Dad.”

Lu Wangshu opened her eyes to see her father’s kind, almost celestial face. She was happy, but a heavy feeling lingered.

Now she finally understood the meaning of ‘too much’—her father had invested nearly unimaginable resources just for this step up.

She didn’t know the value of all this Ten Thousand Spirit Blood,

but she sensed that even the Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Pool’s power had dropped by a level for her sake.

On top of that, the herbs and spirit items consumed were beyond any casual estimate.

Even as a third-rank talisman maker with greater expenses than most cultivators, she felt weighed down. Money doesn’t just fall from the sky.

All these resources could have raised several Core Formation cultivators instead.

“Wangshu, what’s wrong?”

Lu Changsheng quickly asked. Not seeing her usual delight, he worried she might be feeling ill.

After all, Ten Thousand Spirit Blood was still a demonic thing—maybe something had gone wrong.

Refining too much of that stuff in a short time really could cause problems.

“I just feel… it’s all too wasteful.”

Lu Wangshu bit her lip, unable to hide her worry.

How many spirit stones would all this buy instead?

She had never gained so many resources even after advancing to Core Formation.

“So you finally realize how expensive everything is!”

Lu Changsheng laughed softly, relieved it was just her thrift talking.

“Of course I do!”

Lu Wangshu glared at him, her tone playful and sweet.

She’d run Heavenly Talisman Hall in the Immortal City of Damengze for years, managing high-grade talismans for the Lu Family—she knew the value of everything.

Precisely because she understood, she felt such heartache.

Her father had spent a fortune transforming her spirit body.

“Well, if you really want to earn it back, work hard to become a fourth-rank talisman maker and make some profit!”

Lu Changsheng teased, knowing his daughter’s love of money.

“Forget it—I’m not worried anymore,” Lu Wangshu shook her head quickly.

“Alright. Now that your spirit body has advanced, take some time to savor the change.”

Lu Changsheng didn’t keep joking. He urged his daughter to meditate—maybe she’d unlock new insights.

Lu Wangshu obeyed, calming her mind and entering a state of profound focus to explore the fruit of her father’s sacrifices.

During the process of nurturing her blood with Ten Thousand Spirit Blood, she began to comprehend new things.

Her grasp of the talisman arts—and the Nine-Nine Profound Talisman Sutra—grew even deeper.

She even sensed a mysterious transmission from the Dao of talismans.

Seeing his daughter fall into such a state, Lu Changsheng clicked his tongue in admiration and put away the blood pool, returning to his own chambers.

Honestly, he’d looked down on the Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Pool before.

He’d thought it wasn’t anything special—its Ten Thousand Spirit Blood resembled the celestial dew made in his Cheng Lu Pan.

But now it was obvious the two each had their strengths.

This artifact truly deserved the title of the Yin Ghost Sect’s most precious inheritance.

“System.”

Once back in his quarters, Lu Changsheng silently checked on his daughter’s progress.

[Name: Lu Wangshu]

[Lifespan: 109/365]

[Talent: Third-Grade Spirit Root, Blood Talisman Spirit Body (top-tier)]

[Cultivation: Foundation Establishment stage nine]

[Innate Skill: Talisman Dao Compatibility (120%)]

“Still the Blood Talisman Spirit Body…”

Lu Changsheng noted it had only leveled up, not turned into something else, raising an eyebrow.

But since its improvement came from continual soaking with Ten Thousand Spirit Blood, it made sense.

He’d half worried it might mutate into a blood-path spirit body.

“System, fuse them.”

Lu Changsheng focused, merging the upgraded Blood Talisman Spirit Body into his own Chaos Body.

Unless faced with an even more advanced Dao Body, ordinary top-tier spirit bodies now couldn’t shake his foundation.

Through the process, he gained a much deeper understanding of his daughter’s spirit body.

It enhanced what he’d already achieved, providing improvements across the board.

But as expected, her spirit body had grown a bit more blood-path oriented.

Aside from the boost to her talisman skills, the main improvement involved burning blood and lifespan.

Now, burning blood not only intensified the effect, it sharply increased her talent and comprehension within the talisman arts, nurtured higher-grade talismans, and heightened talisman power overall.

“What a waste…”

Lu Changsheng sighed inwardly, thinking how impractical this would be.

Crafting talismans already took focus.

If you had to burn blood every few days to spike your power, it’d just be like divination—another recipe for a shorter life.

But spirit body advancement wasn’t like fusing his own Chaos Body—he had no real control over the changes.

This time, his daughter’s spirit body had advanced mainly because Ten Thousand Spirit Blood so perfectly matched and awakened her core.

Trying to upgrade a spirit body any other way would be nearly impossible.

“Still…why does this spirit body’s effect seem so useful for me?”

After fusing the Blood Talisman Spirit Body with his Chaos Body, Lu Changsheng realized the effect was more pronounced on his physique.

With only a smidge of blood, he could activate effects leagues above the norm.

“Hiss…”

He pondered, “With my Chaos Body, I can regenerate what others lose in months in just a few days…”

Ever since cultivating divination, he’d known how much of an edge his four-tier body and Chaos Body gave him.

So it wasn’t hard to spot the benefits this spirit body fusion brought.

He hadn’t crafted talismans in ages.

At his level, average fourth-rank talismans barely mattered—he was better off relying on his own power.

But with these new improvements, he might return to crafting arrays and talismans again.

He could burn a bit of blood to quickly level his own talisman arts up to fourth-rank.

Then, he could prepare a bunch of mid-level talismans as trump cards—perfect to deal with the Zhenhai Patriarch.

Compared to advancing with divine abilities, improving via talismans was much faster.

So, Lu Changsheng retrieved his rarely used talisman brush, tanned hide, and spiritual ink to try crafting one again.

It had been a while since he’d done it.

Yet the moment he picked up the brush, inspiration flooded him.

Finishing a third-rank top-tier talisman, he realized that quite a few fourth-rank talismans now felt within reach.

On his last visit to the Heavenly Corpse Sect and the Five Poisons Sect, he’d collected rare fourth-rank hides and ink, so he began drafting without hesitation.

Even if it felt effortless, Lu Changsheng stayed meticulous and focused throughout.

A long while later—

“Buzz!”

The desk pulsed with dazzling light, thrumming with fourth-rank energy.

“Just a trifling matter. What’s so hard about becoming a fourth-rank talisman maker?”

Gazing at his completed talisman, Lu Changsheng felt a surge of delight, aware he could now make as many fourth-rank talismans as he liked.

If he really knuckled down, becoming a fourth-rank mid-level maker would be a breeze.

It wasn’t just about his improved spirit body—his higher cultivation also contributed.

He’d been a third-rank top-tier talisman maker for ages, just too busy to focus on advancement.

He could have achieved this level years ago even without his spirit body or Nascent Soul breakthrough.

Now his talents had overflowed—the result came naturally.

Without pause, the Lu Ancestor kept going, crafting more and more fourth-rank talismans.

But after a while, one hide exploded with a bang.

Fortunately, as a Nascent Soul cultivator, he was unharmed.

“Looks like even with blood-burning, regular hides aren’t enough for elite talismans. Special ones are a must.”

Lu Changsheng let out a long breath, murmuring as he gazed at the charred hide.

Normally, fourth-rank talismans use wood or beast hide as paper.

But for elite talismans—Descent Spirit Charms and Substitute Life Charms—you need something custom-crafted.

Just now, Lu Changsheng had tried using blood-burning on a normal hide for an elite talisman. It flopped completely.

One reason: the hide just couldn’t take it.

Another: He was only proficient in simpler lower-fourth-rank talismans for now.

Elite talismans were still unfamiliar territory.

After several attempts, he felt tired and decided to find his wife for some much-needed rest.

In the days that followed, Lu Changsheng’s passion for crafting talismans was reignited. He and Lu Miaoge started poring over new techniques in their residence.

Then, out of the blue, a system prompt sounded in Lu Changsheng’s mind.

[Congratulations: Your offspring has awakened a spirit body. You’ve earned a lottery chance!]

[Detected: Host’s spirit body effects are incompatible. Fuse?]