Senior sister, I'm going to control you.

Chapter 25 The Arrogant Third Disciple

"What do we do now?"

Shen Qing leaned against the door, her voice very soft.

Li Tianran looked at her.

She looked at Li Tianran quietly, the expectation in her eyes gone.

Li Tianran glanced out the window again; Zhao Ling was nowhere to be seen.

There was also a Su Yingxue in the basin.

Three women.

They're all in his hands, all under his control.

But they and he were all tied to the same chain.

Blood leads.

Without solving this fundamental problem, escaping will be in vain.

Li Tianran sat down and tapped his fingers on his knee.

"We must obtain the Blood Puppet Technique."

Shen Qing raised her head.

"First, the Blood Transformation Technique can refine the Blood Guide. Without the Blood Guide, Old Demon Han won't be able to find us."

He paused for a moment.

"Secondly, I am currently at the peak of the fourth level of pseudo-Qi cultivation. If I continue to cultivate the Blood Puppet Technique further, my consciousness will be eroded."

Xiao He, you just saw her. She was completely transformed, her pupils were unfocused, and she was a walking corpse.

If we keep fixing it, I'll end up like her.

So anyway.

Li Tianran said firmly, "We must obtain the complete Blood Puppet Technique."

Shen Qing looked at him with some worry.

"But Old Demon Han is a Foundation Establishment expert and a ruthless evil cultivator who kills without blinking an eye."

Getting the complete Blood Puppet Technique from her is as difficult as ascending to heaven.

If things go wrong, we'll only die faster. Are you confident?

Li Tianran shook his head.

He had very little contact with Han Laomo and knew nothing about her.

Where does this confidence come from?

His only remaining reliance is the Immortal Imprisoning Basin.

There are also three women under his control.

You could try getting close to Old Demon Han and waiting for the right opportunity to strike.

Li Tianran didn't have time to argue with Shen Qing.

He simply dismissed her, saying, "Go water the spirit field first."

"Old Demon Han will be back in eight days. Not a single Blood Spirit Grass she wants can be missing."

"If this matter isn't resolved, there's no point in thinking about anything else."

Shen Qing nodded: "Okay."

After Shen Qing left.

Li Tianran immediately pulled out the copper basin from under the bed.

There was still half a basin of immortal water left. Su Yingxue opened her eyes at the bottom of the water.

He threw in the last Blood Spirit Grass, which was close to level three, and then took out two ordinary Blood Slave Talismans and threw them in as well.

The more of these trump cards you have, the better.

Make thorough preparations beforehand so that you can be more composed in case of unexpected situations.

After making all the plans.

Without hesitation, Li Tianran immediately immersed himself in the practice of the Blood Puppet Technique.

Spiritual practice knows no time.

Everything remains the same.

Zhao Ling was still that tall and aloof senior sister, and he was still that diligent blood slave.

He persisted in his practice every day.

Zhao Ling spent her days refining blood essence in her cave, occasionally coming to inspect the spirit fields and exchanging a few casual words with Li Tianran.

But Li Tianran could sense it.

She always looked at herself with a scrutinizing and curious gaze.

Five days.

The Blood Spirit Grass is growing better than expected.

As instructed, Zhao Ling attributed all the credit for the cultivation to Li Tianran.

She submits a brief report on the spiritual fields to Master Han every day.

Of course, Han Laomo didn't reply at all; the briefing was only sent out one way.

But some work must be done.

Shen Qing became increasingly silent, focusing intently on cultivating the Blood Spirit Grass, to the point of neglecting sleep and meals.

On the fifth night.

He consumed the Blood Spirit Grass that had been soaking for five days.

The moment his spiritual energy surged into his dantian, he felt the barrier shatter.

His cultivation level also broke through once again.

Pseudo-refined Qi Level 5.

He stood up and walked to the water vat.

His face was reflected in the water.

With white hair, dark red horns, and bronze skin, he was completely different from the blue-faced, black-horned monster he had been six days ago.

Then, Li Tianran saw his own eyes.

Something was moving in the reddish-brown pupils.

He felt his consciousness was like ripples on the surface of water, spreading out, blurring, and then gathering again.

His initial joy at the breakthrough slowly faded.

I instinctively took a step back, unable to continue watching.

Consciousness is being eroded!

No, I can't continue cultivating.

Continuing further would be a form of slow suicide.

That means we can only strengthen other aspects and increase our leverage.

Early the next morning.

Li Tianran fished out the half-enhanced Blood Slave Talisman and the low-grade scimitar from the basin.

The patterns on the talisman paper became even denser.

The blade of the scimitar gleamed with a cold, dark red light.

He tested the blade with his thumb, and beads of blood seeped out.

The results were satisfactory.

The next day.

When Shen Qing came to report, she noticed his unusual behavior.

You don't look well.

"Didn't sleep well."

Zhao Ling came to the woodshed at night, intending to ask Li Tianran a question.

Master Han is coming back soon, what does he plan to do?

She immediately noticed the problem.

"You've run into a problem with your cultivation."

Li Tianran remained silent.

"The aftereffects of the Blood Puppet Technique."

Zhao Ling said with concern, "When you reach the fourth level, your consciousness begins to be eroded."

Reaching the fifth level will cause intermittent loss of control, which is extremely dangerous.

Li Tianran chuckled: "Worried about me?"

Zhao Ling's expression remained unchanged.

"I'm worried about my bet. If you die, who will I get the Blood Transformation Technique from?"

She left after she finished speaking.

Day 9.

Li Tianran squatted by the spirit field, inspecting the gold edges of the last batch of Blood Spirit Grass.

Suddenly, a voice came from the direction of the square.

Extremely arrogant, the voice came down from the square halfway up the mountain.

"Senior Sister Su! Senior Sister Zhao!"

"I'm back! Come and see your beloved junior brother!"

Li Tianran stopped pointing and listened intently.

"Junior brother, I captured more than thirty blood slaves outside and slept with six innocent women, hahahaha."

"They even made an exception for the two senior sisters!"

"Come and get it quickly!"

The laughter was rough and arrogant.

"Two senior sisters, you can come over tonight to discuss life with your junior brother!"

Junior brother has missed you guys so much these past few days!

"Master's not here, we can have some fun tonight!"

Shen Qing's expression changed.

Li Tianran stood up.

At this moment, Zhao Ling strode over.

Her face was cold, with a hint of disgust.

"Zhang Xuan".

"He was Master's third disciple, and he enjoyed Master's deep trust. Master practically raised him as his own son."

He went out with his master to find materials for puppets and returned ahead of schedule.

"He is extremely hostile towards outsiders."

She looked at Li Tianran: "Don't get into a conflict with him. He's at the sixth level of Qi Refining, and..."

She paused for a moment.

"He really will kill you."

Last year, a blood slave glanced at him, and he gouged out the man's eyes and threw them into the spirit field as fertilizer.

Li Tianran remained silent.

"He must be carrying out his master's orders."

Zhao Ling lowered her voice.

"Otherwise, he wouldn't dare to be issuing a summons in the square."

Once the summons is issued, all disciples under the master's name must attend.

Not going would be disobeying one's master's orders.

Shen Qing looked at Li Tianran.

Li Tianran pushed the level-three talisman on his cuff further in.

"Don't show anything unusual later, just follow me, I'll handle him."

Zhao Ling turned around and walked at the front.

Shen Qing followed beside Li Tianran, her fingers gripping the hem of her Taoist robe.

The three of them walked out of the woodshed.

From the gray fog, Zhang Xuan's laughter echoed again from the direction of the square.

"Hurry up! I can't wait!"