Chapter 92: The Demonblood Vine

“Who is it?” Lin Yanghao exclaimed in astonishment, never expecting the Blood Sacrifice technique to be linked in any way to the wild grasses scattered here.

But these ordinary weeds seemed to have nothing at all to do with the Blood Sacrifice technique, so how could Bing Xiao have discovered who was using it?

“It is the Beast Sovereign himself who uses the Blood Sacrifice technique!” Bing Xiao’s expression grew solemn, and then his gaze turned greedy as he looked at the ‘weeds’ strewn across the ground.

“What? How could it possibly be the Beast Sovereign!” Lin Yanghao’s face showed utter disbelief, as if nothing could convince him otherwise.

“Do you know what these things on the ground actually are?”

“Stop beating around the bush and just tell me!” Lin Yanghao interrupted impatiently, frustrated at being kept in suspense by Bing Xiao.

“These aren’t ordinary wild grasses at all. They are Demon Blood Vines! If it were anyone else, they wouldn’t recognize them. These belong to the world of immortals, so of course I’d know what they are,” Bing Xiao replied, then burst into uncontrollable laughter.

This time, he had truly struck gold!

With these Demon Blood Vines, passing the heavenly tribulation would be a breeze in the future.

“So what exactly are these Demon Blood Vines used for?” Seeing Bing Xiao chuckling foolishly, Lin Yanghao realized they must be extraordinary—otherwise Bing Xiao would never lose his composure like this.

“Hahaha! The Demon Blood Vine can be used to confuse the heavenly tribulation! Wouldn’t you call that a treasure?” Bing Xiao exclaimed excitedly.

“What! According to you, does that mean we’ll be able to safely and easily pass our heavenly tribulations from now on?” Although Lin Yanghao had the help of the ‘Chaos Divine Spirit Manual,’ which rendered the tribulation virtually harmless to his life, the tribulation was not merely ceremonial—it still had to be endured. The manual elevated his state of mind above the tribulation, allowing him to withstand its test.

But the Demon Blood Vine could actually confuse the tribulation! Didn’t that mean the power of the tribulation could be greatly diminished?

“You’re imagining things… If every heavenly tribulation could be confused by Demon Blood Vines, there would never again be an immortal who failed to ascend in the immortal realm,” Bing Xiao looked at Lin Yanghao as if he were an idiot, his tone full of disdain. There was no denying that Lin Yanghao’s imagination was too wild.

“Uh… Then how does it work? If it’s useless, why are you so happy? You got my hopes up for nothing,” Lin Yanghao replied, embarrassed by Bing Xiao’s look of contempt.

“The Demon Blood Vine is useless after ascension, but it has effects for tribulations like the Pill Tribulation and the Great Ascension Tribulation. The higher the heavenly tribulation, the more Demon Blood Vine is required,” Bing Xiao explained.

In the immortal realm, although the Demon Blood Vine’s effect on heavenly tribulations was greatly reduced, eating it still enhanced one’s cultivation.

At this thought, Bing Xiao couldn’t help but swallow—he hadn’t tasted Demon Blood Vine in a long time.

Looking at Lin Yanghao, he was already impatiently gathering up all the Demon Blood Vines, and within moments, the ‘weeds’ he’d mentioned earlier were swept away.

Bing Xiao was dumbfounded, having to admit Lin Yanghao’s ability to clean out a place was impressive.

All the Demon Blood Vines were stored in Lin Yanghao’s Chaos Ring.

With such a bounty, it would be enough for both Lin Yanghao and Bing Xiao.

Lin Yanghao smiled in satisfaction, feeling reinvigorated by his good fortune.

“Lin Yanghao, do you know what price must be paid to cultivate these Demon Blood Vines?”

“What price?” Lin Yanghao asked, puzzled. Did cultivating these vines really require a price? Was it somehow connected to everything outside?

“The Demon Blood Vine is cultivated with essence blood. Now you should understand what has happened outside,” Bing Xiao said, sighing with pity for the fallen spirit beasts.

Lin Yanghao was stunned, never expecting everything outside to be the doing of the Beast Sovereign.

He felt a sense of shame for the Beast Sovereign’s actions—sacrificing so many spirit beasts, even those of his own kind, all for his own ascension. Truly, for greater power, anything goes!

“Lin Yanghao, we’d better find a way to leave quickly. If the Beast Sovereign finds out, we’ll be doomed. I suspect these Demon Blood Vines are what he needs to resist the Ascension Tribulation. Now that we’ve taken them all, he’ll definitely come after us!” Bing Xiao said, preparing to leave. But the passage was so narrow that his massive body couldn’t get through, causing the walls to tremble.

Lin Yanghao agreed. The Beast Sovereign had sacrificed spirit beasts for the Demon Blood Vine, and now he himself had taken them all—if the Beast Sovereign caught him, he’d surely tear him to pieces!

Boom!

Boom! Boom!

At that moment, a series of deafening rumbles erupted from beneath them, and Lin Yanghao broke out in a cold sweat at the sudden commotion.

Countless thoughts flashed through Lin Yanghao’s mind, and he concluded that this must be a trap set by the Beast Sovereign.

Of course, the Demon Blood Vine was so valuable—how could the Beast Sovereign not have any protection?

This was it! Disaster!

Lin Yanghao could already imagine himself being caught by the Beast Sovereign, tortured bit by bit.

Now there was nothing to do but take things one step at a time. What other choice was there?

After a long while, Lin Yanghao slowly opened his eyes, feeling a soreness in his neck and numbness throughout his body.

“Where am I now?” Lin Yanghao discovered he was in a strange place, surrounded by darkness, though he could barely make out the blurred stone walls nearby.

Clearly, he was inside a cave.

“Lin Yanghao, you’re finally awake!” Bing Xiao cheered when he saw Lin Yanghao come to, relaxing at last knowing he was safe.

After questioning Bing Xiao, Lin Yanghao learned he had been unconscious for a full half month.

“That can’t be right. I wasn’t injured, so how could I have been out for so long? That makes no sense!” Lin Yanghao was perplexed but, unable to find an answer, he stopped worrying about it. As long as he was unharmed, nothing else mattered.

“By the way, Bing Xiao, where are we now?” Lin Yanghao finally came to himself and asked.

“I don’t know where this place is either. After that upheaval in the secret passage, we somehow ended up here—I couldn’t figure out how. With you still unconscious, I didn’t dare wander around. If anything happened to you, it’d be terrible,” Bing Xiao replied, his voice filled with concern.