After a while, Gray felt that he had regained some of his strength. He supported himself with both hands on the armrest of the chair and slowly stood up.
However, he was still not in a good condition. He felt that his body was extremely weak, as if he had been hollowed out.
"Babla, prepare a bath for me. I want to take a bath!"
After resting for a while, Gray felt that he could walk as long as he did not do any strenuous exercise. He tidied his clothes and called Babla into his bedroom.
"Yes, Young Master Gray!"
Babla, who was dressed in a black-and-white maid uniform, answered respectfully and left.
After taking a bath in the bathtub, changing into a clean set of home clothes, and eating a pile of pastries that were comparable to a proper meal, Gray felt much more comfortable. Although he was still a little tired, it was not as intense as before.
However, he was not in a hurry to examine the changes in his body after this "metamorphosis". Instead, he went straight to his bedroom and slept soundly.
After confirming that every blood fiend's blood would cause his body to become boiling hot when he consumed it for the first time, Gray decided to call this phenomenon "metamorphosis".
He was in no hurry to examine the metamorphosis of his body. After all, the metamorphosis already existed in his body and would not disappear if he did not find it in time. What he needed to do now was to let his body recover as much as possible.
He only woke up in the afternoon when the maid, Babla, came to call him for lunch.
After eating lunch for three people, Gray felt as if he had come back to life. The fatigue in his body had basically disappeared.
In the afternoon, he went to the empty space where he usually trained and began to examine the changes brought to him by this "metamorphosis".
First, he tested the limit of the training time for the blood technique.
This morning, he was able to maintain the first training posture for the fourth cycle of the blood technique for six minutes. After consuming Hanhu's blood, there should be an increase, but he did not know how many minutes it would last.
"Phew …"
Taking a deep breath, Gray instinctively used the first training posture of the "Wolf of Wind" blood technique, "Crawling". At the same time, his mind naturally visualized the scene of a "Wolf of Wind" crawling on the grass, its emerald eyes spying on its prey.
After a long period of cultivation, he had already turned these four cultivation postures into his body's instinct. He didn't even need to think about it. His body would naturally cultivate according to these four postures.
Again.
Twice.
Three times.
The fourth time was the first cultivation posture.
It wasn't until the fourth time that Gray had maintained the first posture for a full eight minutes that he withdrew from the posture due to exhaustion.
"The limit has increased by two minutes. This increase is on par with consuming the blood of the Blood Wolf. Looks like even if I consume Hanhu's blood, it will not affect my cultivation progress."
After his strength had reached the level of a middle-level Blood Warrior, he had consumed the Wind Wolf's blood once. His training time limit had also increased by two minutes, which meant that consuming the Wind Wolf's blood and Hanhu's blood did not have much of an effect on him.
He just didn't know if this phenomenon was the same when he consumed the blood of other blood fiends. If it was still the same, it would be a good thing for him. He was not a picky eater, so it would be easier for him to obtain suitable cultivation resources.
After resting for a while, Gray began to test the changes in his body.
A trace of Blood Force poured into his legs. His legs bent like a bowstring that had been pulled to its limit.
Pa!
He stomped hard on the ground, causing the stone slabs to tremble slightly. His body was like an arrow that had been shot from a bowstring, rapidly dashing out.
Fast!
He was faster than the world champion of the 100m sprint in his previous life!
In an instant, he had already appeared more than ten meters away. The world champion of the 100m sprint in his previous life was simply too weak in front of him.
However, he didn't stop because of this. Another trace of Blood Force poured into his legs.
Pa!
The stone slabs trembled slightly. Once again, his figure disappeared from the original spot. He appeared more than ten meters away from the original spot.
Pa!
Pa!
Pa!
He repeated this process repeatedly, moving back and forth in this open space. He only stopped when the effect of the Blood Force ended for the fifth time.
"After using the Blood Force, the maximum speed of movement basically didn't change much …"
Although his movement just now was already very fast, when his strength reached the level of a middle-level Blood Warrior, his speed could already reach this level.
Obviously, the "transformation" from consuming Hanhu's blood this time did not bring about a leap in his speed.
"Let's test my strength …"
The Blood Force poured into his right hand, allowing it to adhere to his right hand. Gray punched the stone slabs below him.
Boom!
With a crisp sound, the place where his fist hit the stone slabs shattered into countless tiny pieces of stone, as if it was ceramic that had been smashed by a hammer.
Moreover, numerous cracks spread from the place where his fist hit the stone slabs. Soon, the cracks spread throughout the entire stone slabs. On the stone slabs, dense cracks appeared like a spider web.
Pa, pa, pa!
But this was not the end. Under the impact of the fist hitting the stone slabs, large amounts of stone splattered indiscriminately in all directions. The splattered on the walls of the nearby houses, producing a concentrated sound.
Gray's body was also spattered quite a bit. Fortunately, he was wearing combat armor, and the armor's defensive ability protected him. Otherwise, he would have been in a lot of pain.
"My strength has increased so much?"
Standing in the same place, Gray stared blankly at the stone slabs that he had smashed with his fist.
It was completely beyond his expectations that a single punch could have such an effect.
The Wind Wolf was a type of murderous level blood fiend that did not specialize in strength. In battle, other than blood fiends like the "Wind Blade" ability, they relied more on their speed, sharp claws, and sharp teeth than ordinary murderous level blood fiends.
Therefore, those who had been implanted with the Wind Wolf bloodline and practiced the "Wind Wolf" blood technique, whether it was him, Viscount Fergus, or the others, they did not specialize in strength.
But just now, his strength was clearly different from ordinary circumstances.
At least compared to yesterday's battle with Morley Locke, his strength had obviously increased by a large margin.
Although it was still not comparable to those who practiced "Herculean Bull" or "Herculean Bear" blood techniques that were known for their strength and had reached the level of a middle-level blood warrior, there was no doubt that it was not something that a middle-level blood warrior who practiced the "Wind Wolf" blood technique could possess. His current strength had definitely surpassed that of Bernal, who was also a middle-level blood warrior.
"If I'm not wrong, Hanhu's strength should be stronger than the Wind Wolf's …"
Gray could not help but recall yesterday's battle between Viscount Fergus and Hanhu.
Viscount Fergus's sword had collided with Hanhu's sharp claws, but he had been repelled. Viscount Fergus, who had reached the level of a murderous level blood warrior, was not as strong as Hanhu in terms of strength.
If there were no surprises, the adult Wind Wolf should be the same. After all, Viscount Fergus, who had reached the level of a murderous level blood warrior, had a physique equivalent to that of an adult Wind Wolf.
"My sudden increase in strength is probably due to me inheriting Han Hu's power …"
"Since I have the speed of the Wind Wolf and Hanhu's strength, doesn't that mean that I have both the Wind Wolf and Hanhu bloodlines in my body?"
"But I didn't implant Hanhu's bloodline. I only drank Hanhu's blood. That is to say, this body can bypass the process of implanting bloodlines and directly obtain the corresponding bloodline by consuming the blood of blood fiends?"
"That's not right. Aren't different types of bloodlines unable to coexist?"
Gray suddenly thought of a book he had read not long ago.
Different types of bloodlines could not coexist. For example, Gray now had the Wind Wolf's bloodline and could not implant Hanhu's bloodline. Otherwise, it would cause a conflict between the bloodlines. In the best case scenario, his strength would regress, and in the worst case scenario, he would die.
The only thing that could be implanted was a bloodline of the same origin, derived from the same type of high-level blood fiend.
For example, after Viscount Fergus's strength had reached the level of a murderous blood warrior, he should have been implanted with some kind of wolf-type blood fiend bloodline that could reach the level of a berserk level and control the wind.
Because both bloodlines were derived from the same type of high-level blood fiend, they were related in terms of bloodlines and were compatible with each other. That was why there was no rejection.
"My current situation can't be any better. It obviously doesn't seem like a situation where I've been implanted with a different type of bloodline.
Could it be that I've not implanted a bloodline, but merely absorbed and integrated some of Hanhu's characteristics? "
Gray's mind spun quickly. He felt that the most likely scenario was the "transformation" after consuming Hanhu's blood. Some of Hanhu's characteristics that were superior to the Wind Wolf's, such as its strength, were integrated into the Wind Wolf's bloodline, causing the Wind Wolf's bloodline to be optimized.
Perhaps the "freezing air" blood fiend ability had also been integrated into the Wind Wolf's blood fiend ability. It was just that he was unable to use it at his current level of strength.
However, he quickly thought of another problem.