"Whoosh, whoosh!"
In a mountain near the entrance to the hot spring in the Deserted World, Lu Li kept swinging his saber.
He stood at the peak of the mountain. His robe was fluttering in the wind and his white hair was dancing in the air.
He had his eyes closed. He had been standing at the peak of the mountain for days. Recently, he had been swinging his saber like this.
The Quasi Relic saber named "Blade of Leng" did not glow or release Xuan Energy. He just swung the saber over and over again in a boring manner!
"No, this is not working!"
Two hours later, Lu Li opened his eyes and shook his head. He was here to learn the Slayer's move. Clearly, he had failed.
That day at the Mountain of Wings, he accidentally used the Slayer's move. He defeated God of Wings' attack and destroyed her statue. According to her, he even destroyed an avatar of hers!
Lu Li had his eyes closed. He did not think too much when he used the move. In a daze, he did it.
Therefore, he memorized it so that he could master the move in the future.
Unfortunately …
Ever since he recovered from his injuries, he had been here for a full seven days. Every day, he would recall the moment when he swung his saber. He would repeat the dull slash, trying to release a killing move to kill his enemy.
But he didn't succeed even once. He didn't even get the slightest bit of inspiration.
"Is it because … I consumed the Slayer's blood that I was able to use the move by chance?"
Lu Li thought of a possibility. Maybe, the Slayer's blood contained some spiritual imprint of the Slayer.
In other words — Lu Li did not use the move himself. He did not learn the move. It was the imprint left in the Slayer's blood that controlled Lu Li's body.
If that was the case, Lu Li would have a headache. He had one more drop of the Slayer's blood, which meant that he could use the move one more time.
When the last drop of blood was used up, he would not have another chance to master the move.
"I will try again. If I cannot learn it in 10 days, I will go back to the line diagram!"
Lu Li made up his mind. He could not rely on one thing. Warriors of the nine universes could come at any time. He did not have much time.
The battle at the Valley of Feather had given him a wake-up call. The Feather Wind castle and the Feather Wind weapons were not as powerful as he thought.
He might be able to kill average Semi-God Realm warriors, but not powerful ones. If there were Semi-God Realm warriors with special skills, without the Wicked Bead, Lu Li could be killed instantly!
The Asmodians and the Feather Race had Originator Artifacts. The Mage Imperial Universe was much more powerful than the Asmodians and the Feather Race.
Do they have Ancestral Artifacts?
Ye Nishang could summon the avatar of the God of Wings, but the big families of the Nine Realms couldn't?
Many families in the nine universes had a history of millions of years. Some families even had ancestors that went to the Divinity, such as the Wu Family of the Mage Imperial Universe!
Just think about it, if someone wanted to exterminate the Wu Family, how could the Wu Family's True God ancestor possibly sit idly by and do nothing?
If the Wu Family told the real god of the Wu Family about the Wicked Bead, would the real god find a way to help the Wu Family?
After all, with the Wicked Bead, the Wu Family would have a Relic. The Wu Family would be more stable and stronger!
"Not enough, my strength is not enough. I need to become stronger!"
The more Lu Li thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. He sensed danger from the depth of his soul. After a while, he suddenly shouted, "Someone!"
"Whoosh."
There were several scouts nearby. One of them came over and bowed. "Saint Lord!"
"Send a message to Great Grandfather Five at once. Tell him to collect some powerful Origin Blood Essence and some strange beasts' claws, horns, and tails. The more powerful and mysterious, the better!"
"Yes!"
The scout went to deliver the message. Lu Li's eyes flickered. A moment later, he murmured to himself, "I have awakened four Bloodline skills. I wonder if I can awaken more.
If I can, I will be much more powerful! "
Every time Lu Li awakened a Bloodline skill, the later ones would be more powerful than the ones before.
If he could awaken more, he could not imagine how powerful the later Bloodline skills would be.
"Someone!"
Lu Li thought for a while and shouted again, "Send a message to my Great Grandfather Five. The Dragon Demon does not have enough food. Tell him to find more food so that the Dragon Demon won't want to eat anymore."
The Dragon Demon was strong. It was said that if it could be trained to the highest level, the Dragon Demon could communicate with immortals. In that case, Lu Li would not be afraid even if the warriors of the nine universes had special skills.
The Dragon Demon was in the Inferno and so was Little White. Little White's wounds were recovering fast. Given its strong body, Little White could recover quickly.
"Cultivate."
After a while, Lu Li began to swing his saber again. On the one hand, he was recalling how he released the move the other day. On the other hand, he was thinking about what he saw in the Slayer's blood.
One move, one hundred moves, ten thousand moves!
Lu Li did not know fatigue. He could not distinguish between day and night. He was focused to the extreme.
Time elapsed very quickly. In a blink of the eye, ten days had passed. Jiang Yi was very disappointed that … he was still unable to comprehend this killer move.
"Am I … not destined to learn the move?"
Lu Li murmured. He flew toward the hot spring in the distance.
Jiang Qiling and the others had been waiting here. They had been with him since he was injured. They were still worried …
When Lu Li arrived at the place that Jiang Qiling named "Rose Mountain Village", the three ladies came out to greet him. Jiang Qiling and Bai Qiuxue were disappointed to see the frown on Lu Li's face.
Lu Li said that he was going to learn something important. He had been away for half a month. When he came back, he was still frowning. Clearly, he did not succeed.
"Darling, you are finally back …"
Bai Xiashuang was a simple-minded girl. She did not think too much. She walked over with a smile, put her arms around Lu Li and said, "You have just recovered. Why are you in such a hurry to cultivate?
Great grandpa has become a chosen warrior, right? He is here. You don't have to worry. You can play with us every day. "
“.....”
Jiang Qiling and Bai Qiuxue looked at each other, speechless. Lu Li did not tell them much. That being said, they were meticulous and they could figure out many things. After all, they knew Lu Li very well.
They believed that Lu Li must have a powerful enemy that hadn't shown up yet. That was why Lu Li was cultivating so crazily.
Jiang Qiling and Bai Qiuxue were smart enough not to ask about things that Lu Li did not want to tell them. That would only put more pressure on Lu Li.
They cultivated in silence, hoping that one day, they could share some of Lu Li's burden.
"Ha, ha."
Lu Li patted Bai Xiashuang's head lovingly. He hugged her and said, "Shuang-er is right. It is my fault. I have been too persistent. I will try to find time to spend with you."
Lu Li turned to Jiang Qiling and Bai Qiuxue and said with a guilty smile, "Don't overthink it. Trust your man. As long as I am here, the world will not collapse!"
"No!"
Jiang Qiling shook her head and said, "We don't care if the world collapses or not. As long as you are still here, I will be happy even if we have to go to hell."
Bai Qiuxue echoed, "My sister is right. Darling, you know what we care about …"
"Yes!"