Three days later, in the empty land south of Fergus Castle.
"As expected, I can no longer improve!"
Gray muttered to himself as he stopped training.
Three days had passed, but his strength had not improved in the slightest.
When he was training in blood techniques, he did not feel the slight numbness that he usually felt when he was training.
Originally, the process of training in blood techniques was a process of using blood techniques to temper the body. Therefore, when he was training in blood techniques, he would feel a slight numbness in his body.
But now, when he was training in blood techniques, he did not feel this slight numbness. In other words, even if he continued training, he would not be able to obtain the effect of tempering his body.
"I have to tell Viscount Fergus that my strength has reached the Vicious Blood Warrior level. Otherwise, my strength will really stagnate!"
He did not have the ability or means to obtain the blood of a higher grade blood fiend or blood techniques. If he wanted to improve again, he would have to rely on the Fergus family and Viscount Fergus. Therefore, it was necessary to tell Viscount Fergus that he was already a Vicious Blood Warrior.
"Hopefully, Viscount Fergus will not be too surprised if there is an example of someone who has improved their strength to an upper blood warrior."
Previously, he had considered that it would be too abrupt to suddenly say that he had reached the Vicious Blood Warrior level. Therefore, he had immediately told Viscount Fergus after he had reached the upper blood warrior level so that Viscount Fergus could accept his "training speed" to a certain extent.
Only in this way would Viscount Fergus not be too surprised when he heard that his strength had reached the Vicious Blood Warrior level.
Of course, the reason why he dared to do this was because he knew that Viscount Fergus wouldn't do him any harm. The two of them had the same interests. Or rather, the faster his strength increased, the happier Viscount Fergus would be.
Knock, knock, knock!
He arrived at Viscount Fergus' study and knocked on the door. However, there was no response for a while.
"Not in?"
He pushed open the door and looked inside. Indeed, the study was empty. Viscount Fergus was not inside.
"Could he be in the training room at this time?"
Gray quickly thought that Viscount Fergus might be in the training room, so he walked to the training room behind the castle hall.
As expected, when he arrived outside the training room, he noticed that the door was locked from the inside. Clearly, there was someone inside. If he wasn't wrong, it should be Viscount Fergus cultivating his blood magic inside.
After waiting for about half an hour outside the door, the door to the cultivation room creaked open with the sound of footsteps.
"Gray."
After opening the door and seeing Gray standing outside, Viscount Fergus was slightly surprised. He asked casually after wiping the sweat on his forehead with a towel.
"Why are you looking for me?"
"Father, my strength has reached the Ferocious Blood Warrior level."
After looking around and seeing that there was no one else besides him and Viscount Fergus, Gray no longer hesitated and spoke.
"Oh, hmm …?"
Hearing Gray's words, Viscount Fergus nodded subconsciously at first, then his eyes suddenly widened, staring at Gray as if they were about to pop out.
"You said your strength … has reached the level of a Ferocious Warrior?"
Indeed, the time it took Gray to advance from a middle-rank Blood Warrior to a high-rank Blood Warrior was extremely short. This already gave him a certain understanding of Gray's speed of advancement, but when Gray said that his strength had reached the level of a Ferocious Warrior, he could not help but be surprised.
Ferocious Warrior, this was a Ferocious Warrior!
Even he himself was only a Ferocious Warrior. Gray was only seventeen years old, but he ran over to him and said that he was already a Ferocious Warrior. One could imagine the impact it had on him.
"Yes, Father."
Gray braced himself and nodded.
Viscount Fergus's shock was far greater than he had imagined. He had originally thought that Viscount Fergus's ability to accept things would be greatly improved with the matter of him quickly advancing to a high-rank Blood Warrior.
But now it seemed that although there had been some improvement, he was still full of shock at how quickly he had advanced to a Ferocious Warrior.
"Can you use … the Wind Blade?"
After recovering from his shock, Viscount Fergus's voice carried some doubt as he asked.
Although he knew that Gray was not the kind of person who liked to joke, he still could not help but have doubts in his heart. After all, the impact of this news was too great.
"I can already use it."
Gray nodded and said.
"You use it, no, wait a moment, go outside the castle and test it."
Viscount Fergus originally wanted to have Gray immediately use the Wind Blade. After all, before one had reached the level of a Ferocious Warrior, the Wind Blade was the fastest way to determine whether one had reached the level of a Ferocious Warrior.
But when he thought of the destructive power of the Wind Blade, if he really used it in the castle, it would definitely destroy a large area, so he temporarily restrained himself and hurriedly led Gray out of the castle.
Thus, a strange scene appeared in the eyes of the castle's servants.
Viscount Fergus and Young Master Gray, these two people with the highest status in the castle, actually left the castle in a hurry without any regard for their nobility's image. They were all guessing what had happened.
They came to an empty space near the castle that few people went to.
"Use the Wind Blade on that piece of green stone."
Viscount Fergus looked around and pointed at a huge green stone about a few meters in diameter as he said to Gray.
"Yes."
Gray nodded, the blood energy in his chest surging. He let out a low roar and opened his mouth towards this huge green stone.
Swish!
A sparkling and translucent green wind blade appeared, and hacked at the huge bluestone.
Rumble!
A loud sound rang out and the air violently shook, sending earth and stone flying.
On the surface of the huge bluestone, there was a cut mark with a diameter of one meter, deeply embedded into the bluestone.
At the same time, on the surface of the green stone, where the Wind Blade had chopped, a white crystal suddenly appeared and quickly spread. Finally, the entire green stone was covered by the white crystal.
A dense cold air appeared and the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped by a few degrees.
"It's the Wind Blade, he's really a Ferocious Blood Warrior!"
Viscount Fergus was excited when he saw Gray use the Wind Blade.
Gray had indeed successfully used the Wind Blade, which meant that Gray was really a Ferocious Blood Warrior.
Gray's seventeenth birthday had already passed, but he hadn't turned eighteen yet. A Ferocious Blood Warrior who wasn't even eighteen years old. He was indescribably excited when he thought of this.
With such a genius descendant in the family, how could the other five viscount families, no, it should be three viscount families now, compete against the Fergus family?
In the future, as long as nothing went wrong, the position of count would belong to the Fergus family.
"This, the cold air ability, the Wind Wolf bloodline you implanted is indeed a mutated bloodline!"
When he saw the ice crystals attached to the surface of the green stone and felt the surrounding temperature drop abruptly, the joy on his face became even more pronounced.
Although he had already determined that the bloodline Gray implanted was possibly a mutated bloodline from the abnormal recovery rate of the power of blood, he hadn't dared to be certain.
But now, he was absolutely certain. After all, it was impossible for the Wind Wolf to possess the cold air ability. For such a situation to occur, the bloodline was definitely a mutation.
Moreover, this mutation was clearly in a good direction. After all, the Wind Blade with the cold air would definitely be stronger than the normal Wind Blade.
Gray and Viscount Fergus, whose face was still filled with shock, returned to the castle.
After telling Gray to wait for him in the study, Viscount Fergus hurriedly left. When he reappeared, there was an additional tray in his hands.
On the tray, there were two small bronze bottles the size of a baby's palm, as well as a bronze cup with complicated patterns that was much larger than the ones used to consume blood from blood fiends.
Placing the tray on the coffee table, Viscount Fergus opened one of the small bronze bottles and carefully and slowly poured the liquid within into the bronze cup.
The liquid inside was the usual red blood that was commonly seen, but it was slightly different. The color was darker red, and at the same time, it had a viscous texture, as if it wasn't blood, but honey.
"Father, is this the blood essence of the Wind Wolf?"
Gray guessed.
"Mm."
Viscount Fergus nodded, but his gaze never left the bronze cup. His actions were careful and cautious.
After pouring the last bit of red blood from the small bronze bottle into the bronze cup, he picked up the other small bronze bottle and opened it, pouring it into the bronze cup.
Immediately, a purple liquid flowed out, accompanied by a strong medicinal smell.
"This should be … a matching medicine!"
Gray guessed in his heart.
The implantation of a bloodline not only required the essence of a blood fiend, but also required the corresponding medicine to dissolve and assist. If one didn't know how to prepare the medicine, even if one had the essence of a blood fiend, it would be difficult to successfully implant the bloodline.
His gaze couldn't help but be fixed on the bronze cup.
The purple liquid flowed in, as if a chemical reaction had occurred. In the bronze container, the originally viscous red blood gradually began to fuse with the purple liquid.
The color slowly changed from a clear red and purple to a reddish-purple.
Finally, there was only a reddish-purple liquid left in the cup.
"Phew —"
Only now did Viscount Fergus let out a sigh of relief.
The blood essence of the Wind Wolf was extremely precious. Even with the Fergus family's background, it wasn't something that could be obtained easily. Therefore, his actions were so careful and cautious.
"Consume this."
His voice paused slightly, and Viscount Fergus added.
"Compared to the Wind Wolf, the Wind Wolf is much stronger, and the corrosive properties of its blood essence is also much stronger. Therefore, after consuming it, the body will have a reaction such as heating up. This is a normal phenomenon. Don't be nervous, just bear with it."
"Yes."
Hearing that during the process of implanting the Wind Wolf's blood, there would be a reaction similar to "metamorphosis", Gray was completely relieved.
"Gulp, gulp …"
Lifting the bronze cup, he gulped down the liquid in large mouthfuls. In a few gulps, he had finished the liquid in the bronze cup.
The taste was very strange. The smell of blood accompanied by the smell of medicine was simply a mixture of two of the most disgusting things, mixing them into something even more disgusting.
However, Gray didn't have time to express his thoughts.
Whoosh!
The boiling heat had already appeared in his stomach, spreading to every part of his body.
Then, an intense numbing sensation appeared.