151: Beast Spirit Seal! The Bloodline Dragon Awakens!

Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-One: Beast Spirit Seal! The Bloodline Flood Dragon Awakens!

...In the following days, Lu Qiu stayed in seclusion under the pretext of "recovering from injuries," barely stepping out of his stone house.

A few days later, a slight fluctuation came from the protective Restriction outside the stone house.

With a thought, Lu Qiu immediately circulated the Myriad Transformations Hidden Origin Art, simulating a sense of weakness and sluggishness in his aura as if his injuries hadn't healed, and deliberately made his face look somewhat pale.

He slowly stood up, walked to the door, and opened the Restriction.

Standing outside the door was Han Li.

A hint of concern was on his face, and he held two small jade bottles in his hands.

"Senior Brother Lu, I heard you were injured during the mission and came to visit. Are your injuries still serious?" Han Li said with cupped hands. His gaze swept over Lu Qiu's face, and seeing his poor complexion and weak aura, which didn't seem faked, his worry deepened.

On this peril-filled battlefield, seeing a familiar Senior Brother injured inevitably made one feel a sense of shared sorrow.

"Thank you for your concern, Junior Brother Han." Lu Qiu "forced" a smile and stepped aside to let Han Li into the room. "My injuries have stabilized. I've just lost some Origin Qi and my Divine Sense suffered some shock. I need to rest for a while; it's no big deal."

The two sat down on simple stone stools. Han Li placed the jade bottles on the table. "These are the 'essence-nourishing pills' and 'Mind-Clearing Powder' I obtained by chance. They have some effect on recovering Origin Qi and calming the Divine Sense. If Senior Brother doesn't mind, please accept them."

Lu Qiu declined at first, but seeing Han Li's persistence, he "gratefully" accepted. "Thank you, Junior Brother. This battlefield is dangerous. When you are out on missions, you must also be extra careful. Do not be reckless in your pursuit of merit."

Han Li nodded and chatted briefly with Lu Qiu about the news and situation at the front lines. Seeing that Lu Qiu seemed to lack energy, he tactfully stood up and took his leave.

After seeing Han Li off, the "sickly look" on Lu Qiu's face vanished instantly.

He looked at the Medicinal Pills on the table and shook his head slightly.

He appreciated Han Li's kindness, but he had no use for these pills now.

He put away the pills and returned his focus to his cultivation and preparations... Time flew by, and Lu Qiu had been in "seclusion to recover" for two months.

Inside the stone chamber, he sat cross-legged. Floating before him was a drop of crimson Essence Blood with faint azure wind patterns, along with a mini eagle-shaped phantom wrapped in a special Restriction, struggling and roaring—it was precisely the Essence Blood and complete Primordial Spirit of the Third-Tier Demonic Beast, the "Divine Wind Eagle"!

This was the legacy from the Late Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator of the Yu Ling Sect he had killed earlier.

Lu Qiu's expression was solemn as his hands formed the profound hand Seals recorded in the "Hundred Beasts Transformation."

The magic power in his body circulated according to a specific route, and he separated a strand of pure Divine Sense to slowly envelop the drop of Essence Blood and the eagle Soul.

"Merge!"

With a low shout, the light of the hand Seal flared brilliantly!

Under the pull of magic power and the suppression of Divine Sense, the Essence Blood and eagle Soul were forced to begin merging, slowly transforming into a strange mark—a lifelike intertwining of azure and red that radiated the unique aura of the Divine Wind Eagle!

This process was accompanied by intense spiritual shock and a sense of physical rejection, as if a violent power that did not belong to him was being forcibly branded into his Soul and Bloodline.

Fine beads of sweat broke out on Lu Qiu's forehead, and his body trembled slightly, but his Divine Sense was powerful and his will firm. He circulated the Great Evolution Art at full power, firmly controlling the Fusion process.

After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the light gradually faded.

A thumb-sized, extraordinarily agile azure eagle-shaped mark slowly sank into Lu Qiu's Dantian Qi Sea, floating beside the False Core and establishing a unique connection with him.

"The first Beast Spirit Seal—the Divine Wind Seal—is complete!" Lu Qiu let out a long breath, a look of joy flashing in his eyes.

With a thought, he could clearly perceive the power contained within this mark—the extreme speed and partial wind-attribute talent of the Divine Wind Eagle!

Although the Divine Wind Eagle was a Third-Tier Demonic Beast, its flight speed was considered abnormal among its rank, even surpassing many Fourth-level Monster Beasts that were not specialized in speed!

With this Beast Spirit Seal, by using the "Hundred Beasts Transformation" to transform into a Divine Wind Eagle at a critical moment, his escape capability would be greatly enhanced!

After finishing his cultivation, Lu Qiu took out the black clay pot used to nurture the "Blood Soul Gu."

He removed the Seal and probed inside with his Divine Sense.

The scene inside the pot moved him slightly.

The dozens of Blood Soul Gu that were originally there had now multiplied several times, reaching as many as several hundred!

They crawled over the dark red "blood crystals" at the bottom of the pot, which had formed from the blood, flesh, and Soul Power of the Cultivators they had previously devoured, making a tooth-aching rustling sound.

Each Gu insect had grown a size larger; their reddish-black carapaces were oilier, their blood patterns clearer and deeper, and the faint red blood mist surrounding them was much thicker. The cold, greedy aura they emitted had collectively reached the level of a Peak first-tier Yao Beast!

Having devoured the essence of over twenty Foundation Establishment Cultivators, the growth speed of these Blood Soul Gu was terrifying.

Lu Qiu estimated that by devouring just a few more Foundation Establishment Cultivators or a Third-Tier Demonic Beast, some of the outstanding ones might break through to the second tier!

Once he possessed hundreds of second-tier Blood Soul Gu and formed a Gu cloud, its power would be extremely horrifying. Even a Late Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator caught within would likely be unable to escape the fate of having their blood qi drained and their Divine Soul devoured!

"The battlefield is indeed an excellent breeding ground for such vicious Gu," Lu Qiu thought to himself as he resealed the clay pot.

Although this item was powerful, it had to be used with caution, especially avoiding places where friendly personnel were densely packed or where it might be detected by the Divine Sense of high-stage Cultivators, to avoid bringing unnecessary trouble.

Finally, his mind sank into the gray spatial bead.

Beside the spirit eye spring, a foot-long mini flood dragon—blood-red all over with translucent scales and a single horn on its head—was leisurely wandering through the pure spiritual liquid, occasionally breathing in the misty Spiritual Qi.

It was the Bloodline Flood Dragon!

Half a month ago, under the continuous nourishment of the "soul replenishing pill," this Peak Fifth-level Demonic Beast finally broke free from its long slumber and awakened!

Although the wounds deep within its Primordial Spirit had not fully healed and it was still some distance from its Peak, it had already recovered basic intelligence and mobility, and possessed the formidable combat power of a Fifth-level Demonic Beast!

Its pure and massive blood qi and the faintly radiating dragon might made the other spirit pets within the spatial bead instinctively feel awe and keep their distance.

Perceiving Lu Qiu's Divine Sense, the Bloodline Flood Dragon raised its head. Its crimson vertical pupils looked over, its gaze holding less of the violence and defiance from their first encounter and more docility and closeness.

The existence of the Dragon Imprisonment Seal, along with the kindness of Lu Qiu providing pills to aid its recovery, made its obedience to Lu Qiu extremely high.

"Excellent!" Lu Qiu felt greatly reassured, and a strong sense of security welled up within him.

Golden-Backed Demonic Mantis!

Bloodline Flood Dragon!

Having two Fifth-level Demonic Beasts, comparable to human Early Core Formation Cultivators, as spirit pet guardians—what did that mean?

It meant that on this Golden Drum Plain battlefield, as long as he didn't actively provoke those old monsters at the Late Stage Core Formation or above, or fall into a lethal array meticulously set up by the enemy involving a large number of Core Formation Cultivators, Lu Qiu could almost come and go as he pleased!

He could attack or defend at will; even if he encountered a group of Core Formation Cultivators, he had a great chance of breaking through and escaping!

According to the tacit understanding and agreement between the high-level officials of both sides, Nascent Soul Stage old monsters were not allowed to directly intervene in the Golden Drum Plain conflict.

Most Late Stage or Great Perfection Core Formation Cultivators also stayed in the rear or performed more important strategic missions, rarely personally participating in these "skirmish" hunts dominated by the Foundation Establishment Stage.

"The days of low-profile 'recovery' are almost over." Lu Qiu's eyes sparkled with sharp light as he withdrew the simulated weak aura around him, and the steady and refined bearing of a False Core Cultivator naturally flowed out.

"It's time to re-engage in front-line missions 'low-profile' in a 'fully recovered' state, and while I'm at it... continue to harvest the opportunities that belong to me."

With his strength greatly increased and his trump cards thicker, he possessed unprecedented confidence and composure when facing the upcoming greater storm.

This seemingly cruel war of attrition at Golden Drum Plain was, for him, an excellent stage to steadily improve his strength and scavenge resources.