"There's Ancestral Mang blood in the blood pool. The Ancestral Mang is a Progenitor, and its blood can improve a cultivator's physique. Conservatively speaking, his power level will increase by ten to twenty percent after he comes out. If he absorbs the Ancestral Mang blood well, his power level will increase even more," Longtian said.
All of the students looked on expectantly. If Liu Que could improve, so could they. Who wouldn't want to break through?
Lu Yin's lips curled up, as he was also looking forward to seeing Liu Que's condition after he came out.
After two full days, Liu Que finally walked out of the blood pool. When he did, there was a faint pressure around his body, and a white stream of air circled around him like the Ancestral Mang before disappearing.
Longtian praised, "Two days. It's already not easy for an Enlighter to stay in there for even a day. Very few can stay there for two days."
"We can begin." Liu Que looked at Longtian, as he really wanted to experience the Thirteen Swords.
Longtian's smile did not change, and everyone returned to where they had been.
"Look carefully, this is the technique that Lu Xiaoxuan used before, the Thirteen Swords." Longtian still held a spear in his hand, as he wanted to use a spear in place of a sword.
Lu Xiaoxuan had defeated them, and this was a shadow that they could not overcome. Even if Lu Xiaoxuan had made up the Thirteen Swords, Longtian still wanted to use a spear in place of a sword to prove that he had not imitated Lu Xiaoxuan, but had instead surpassed him.
Liu Que's gaze turned cold. "You're looking down on swordsmanship."
Longtian did not mind, as Liu Que's use had already ended. Now, it was his time, and there was no need to be courteous. He stabbed out with his spear. "Didn't you want to see?"
Liu Que raised his sword to block, but his body was pushed back by the spear. Longtian stabbed out again while using the White Dragon Roaming Steps.
The same scene as before appeared again. Liu Que could only retreat when faced with the spear that had come from Astral Source Universe, but this time, he forcefully turned the situation around and even had the strength to use his sword to deflect the spear that should have been pressing down on him.
Longtian stabbed his spear into the ground at an angle, and across from him, Liu Que retreated a few steps. He raised his sword and pointed it at Longtian. "This isn't the Thirteen Swords!"
Longtian smiled. "It is, but the way it's used is different."
Liu Que was furious, as he had been used.
Long Tian turned to look at the people from Yi Xian Academy. "Students, did you see it clearly?
It's the same move, but Liu Que has a different ability to deal with it. This is the effect of the blood pool. "
The students were able to clearly see the difference in Liu Que's reaction ability before and after. They now had a clear understanding of the effects of the blood pool.
The Culinary God was displeased. Long Tian had used the Thirteen Swords to tempt Liu Que. After all, Liu Que was a student of the Academy, and he had gone overboard.
Even if the Four Way Scales wanted to rope in these students and take over Yi Xian Academy, there was no need for them to show such goodwill. If Lu Yin was the master of the Four Way Scales, then he would have plenty of ways to rope in these students. Lu Yin did not believe that the Four Way Scales would not be able to find out the backgrounds of these students.
But why was it so strenuous?
Temptations, roping in, gifting resources, and so on. Now, he was even using deception. Although Long Tian's actions reflected the effects of the blood pool, it made the Culinary God unhappy. Was it really worth it to offend the Culinary God?
The Culinary God and the others had a good attitude toward the White Dragon Clan among the Four Sides of the Balance. Doing so would easily make them hate the White Dragon Clan as well. Why would Long Tian do this?
It gave Lu Yin the feeling that he was doing everything he could to win over a student.
What was their purpose in doing this?
It wasn't as simple as just roping in students.
Long Tian ignored Liu Que. In any case, Liu Que would not be roped in by the White Dragon Race.
His goal was just these students.
Lu Yin's guess was correct. The Four Way Scales had plenty of ways to rope in these students, so why would they go through so much trouble?
In Long Tian's eyes, he might not even be willing to rope in these students. To the Four Way Scales, even if they lacked talents, they would not sacrifice resources to rope in these youths. They were doing this for the sake of the quotas.
Yi Xian Academy was bound to be controlled by the Four Way Scales, as they cared about the Mountains and Seas the most. However, there was only one Mountain and Sea, and the Four Way Scales had reached an agreement on how to distribute the quotas. Whoever roped in the most students would receive a larger allocation. At the same time, they also stipulated that they could not use underhanded methods to rope in these students. They could only rely on their own abilities to rope in these students during Yi Xian Academy's training sessions.
This way, they avoided conflicts and also did not harm the Four Way Scales' reputation. At most, they would sacrifice some resources.
The number of students roped in would determine the allocation of quotas for the Mountain and Sea Inheritances. This was why the Wang family and the White Dragon Clan were doing everything they could to rope in these students. Otherwise, why would they care about these students?
Since ancient times, not many Progenitors had been born, and they had never thought that they would encounter a second Chongyue. These students had not displayed any aptitude comparable to the Four Young Ancestors, so roping them in was purely a matter of the rules.
If the Lu family still controlled the Fruit Tree Astral Region, then there would be no such thing.
However, the Culinary God, Dean Wen, and the others did not know about this rule. Only the Four Way Scales knew about it.
Thus, even the Culinary God could not understand why Long Tian had risked offending him by deceiving Liu Que and showing off the effects of the blood pool.
He wanted these students to be attracted, as he was certain that cultivators valued themselves more than anything else. As long as there was a way to increase their cultivation, it did not matter what their standpoint was. The White Dragon Clan's foundation was too shallow, and he needed to use the blood pool to attract them. This was their only advantage.
The results were as he had expected, and he could see the desire in the students' eyes. They wanted to enter the blood pool, and that was enough.
Just as Long Tian was about to organize the students to soak in the pool, Lu Yin walked out. "Wait, I feel like there's a problem."
Everyone looked at Lu Yin.
The Culinary God's eyes lit up. Lu Yin had given him a surprise in the Wang family, so could he give them another surprise in the White Dragon Clan?
He was not afraid of offending the White Dragon Clan, as Long Tian's actions had already angered him. If Lu Yin could do something about it, then that would be even better.
Long Tian frowned. "Mister Haoyu, my White Dragon Clan's blood pool has existed for countless years, and you're saying that there's a problem?
Are you questioning my White Dragon Race? "
Lu Yin was amused. "Young Master Long Tian, you're too anxious. Is there a problem with the blood pool?"
Long Tian froze, but he did not speak.
Lu Yin continued, "But you guessed right. I'm saying that there's a problem with the blood pool."
Long Tian's gaze turned cold. "Are you doubting my clan's blood pool?"
As soon as he finished speaking, many White Dragons appeared around them, all of them glaring at Lu Yin with unfriendly gazes.
Lu Yin did not mind and looked at Liu Que. "Come here."
Liu Que was very obedient and walked over to Lu Yin. He was also filled with anger towards Long Tian, and he was more than happy for Lu Yin to cause trouble for the White Dragon Clan.
Lu Yin calmly said, "Attack me."
Liu Que's brows rose, and he did not hesitate to stab out. His speed was no slower than when he had faced Long Tian.
Lu Yin raised a hand and casually swatted the attack away. "Do you feel any difference between facing me and facing Long Tian?"
Liu Que thought about it and then shook his head. "No."
Lu Yin looked at him. "You do."
Liu Que was at a loss.
Long Tian sneered. "As expected of a mentor. Everyone else says that there's no difference, but you're forcing it on your student."
Lu Yin was indifferent. "I can sense that Liu Que's internal state is different when you attack him before and after he soaks in the blood pool. He's being suppressed."
Long Tian's expression changed slightly, but it only lasted for an instant before he quickly regained his composure. "I don't know what you're talking about."
Lu Yin explained, "It's very simple. He's not soaking in the blood pool. He's himself, and although soaking in the blood pool has no effect on his bloodline, there's a layer of substance on his body that absorbs the blood pool. That substance is suppressed when facing you, thus suppressing his state. The more times he soaks in the blood pool, the more obvious this state will become."
Long Tian stared at Lu Yin, his eyes filled with unprecedented killing intent. "Do you think that you can slander the White Dragon Clan just by spouting nonsense?
Mister Hao Yu, you should know the consequences of slandering the White Dragon Clan. "
Lu Yin raised his head. "My control over astral sources has reached the Profound Creation Realm, and I'm also a Realmplain Array Master. I can sense that although Liu Que's power level has increased, his body's surface is being suppressed. The difference between you and him is too great, but if he faces an opponent of similar strength and is from the White Dragon Clan, then he's finished. He's definitely not your match."
"Hao Yu, you're courting death by slandering the White Dragon Clan!" an old woman from the White Dragon Clan shouted. In the distance, an old woman from the White Dragon Clan walked out and grabbed at Lu Yin.
The Culinary God's eyes widened. "Impudent!" Those two words caused the old woman to spit out blood.
Many experts from the White Dragon Clan immediately appeared and surrounded the Culinary God's group. At the same time, Dragon Mountain's sourcebox array was activated.
The students from Yi Xian Academy paled. Against one of the Four Scales, the pressure from the White Dragon Clan, they seemed insignificant.
However, the Culinary God's aura quickly swept out.
Everyone had assumed that there was no Half-Ancestor overseeing Dragon Mountain. After all, the Culinary God had arrived, and a Half-Ancestor would definitely have come out to greet him. However, the next moment, a Half-Ancestor's aura roared out and resisted the Culinary God's pressure.
The Culinary God's expression changed, and his eyes were filled with an indescribable chill and killing intent. "Bastard, it's you!"
Longtian and the rest of the White Dragon Clan had ugly expressions. In the end, they still had to ask that person to come out.
The Culinary God stared at a corner of Dragon Mountain, and an unparalleled berserk aura accompanied by a frighteningly high temperature soared into the sky. The void distorted as it continuously collapsed and melted. The Culinary God then raised his hand, and an ordinary-looking blade took shape. It looked like a butcher's knife, and it was even uglier than a normal person's warblade. However, when this blade appeared, everyone's scalps went numb.
Lu Yin stared at the Culinary God and the butcher's knife that he had raised, and an intense sense of danger made his hair stand on end. He had never seen the Culinary God like this before. Mr. Tang's face paled, as he had also never seen the Culinary God like this before.
"Senior, this is Dragon Mountain!" Longtian shouted.
The Culinary God did not have anyone else in his eyes, and he only stared at a corner of Dragon Mountain. The butcher's knife wrapped in flames viciously descended.
Longtian's expression changed drastically.
The other members of the White Dragon Clan were shocked, as they had never thought that a butcher's knife would appear on Dragon Mountain one day.
"Master, so many years have passed, but you still haven't let go. When will you become a Half-Ancestor?" The speaker was a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance. His gaze was gentle, but it was filled with helplessness and grief. The butcher's knife descended from above his head, and he raised his hand as well. The butcher's knife, which was identical to the Culinary God's, slashed upwards.
The two butcher's knives collided in the air, and the sourcebox array protecting Dragon Mountain trembled as a terrifying pressure swept out.
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