After evening, the sky gradually became covered with a heavy layer of dark clouds, and soon after, a light rain began to fall, playing a dripping rhythm on the eaves.
Chaotic footsteps echoed through the streets and alleys of Blood Emperor City, accompanied by voices saying, "Hurry, hurry, if we're late, there won't be any soup left" as they rushed outside the city.
The rain couldn't cover the excitement in the hearts of the people and demons who were hurrying.
Because the Sect Master of Blood Emperor Sect, Li Huangquan, broke through to the Sitting and Illuminating Realm in the morning, becoming the first True Monarch in the history of the Nanzhuo Domain. After stabilizing his realm by afternoon, he officially emerged at dusk, leading the Blood Emperor Sect and other Demon Sects of the Nanzhuo Domain in a full assault on the Nanzhuo Alliance.
The demon cultivators in Blood Emperor City, upon receiving the news, immediately rushed after them, both to show loyalty and to follow behind the Blood Emperor Sect in hopes of getting some leftovers.
After all the blood-donating demon cultivators left the clinic, Lu Jin'an withdrew his gaze from the rain-drenched long street, closed the door, lowered the window lattice, and went to the inner hall where the Blood Pool was placed.
Not far from the Blood Pool, he had deliberately set up a simple wooden bed, covered with a layer of soft mattress and silk sheets.
On the bed, Zhu Nanzhi lay curled up, her clothes slightly disheveled, her eyes slightly closed, her breathing even.
Even though some time had passed, her classical and cold face still bore a lingering blush that had not yet faded; her pale, bare legs under her skirt, without underpants, occasionally twitched, and her toes, cute as pearls, would curl up now and then, her body not yet recovered from the earlier ice and fire stimulation.
Lu Jin'an walked to the bedside, bent down, and touched Zhu Nanzhi's abdomen with his fingers, his energy flickering at his fingertips, clearly feeling Zhu Nanzhi's body temperature starting to drop.
The toxicity of the Ice Soul Frost Flower had been activated by him.
"Made you sickly, now you're in my hands, aren't you?"
Lu Jin'an pinched her cheek, stood up, and went to the Blood Pool, inserting a short blade into the array, increasing the power to refine the blood in the Blood Pool.
After tonight, this Blood Pool would be useless.
The rain intensified, becoming the only sound within the house as it was not expected to stop until tomorrow night.
The specially adjusted orange-red candlelight emitted softness and warmth, but under the reflection of the bright red blood in the Blood Pool, it presented a sinister and eerie atmosphere.
As the candle slowly melted and the toxicity of the Ice Soul Frost Flower spread through Zhu Nanzhi's body's meridians, already curled up on the bed, she felt even colder, drawing up her knees and unconsciously hugging her arms.
Her eyebrows lightly furrowed, her eyelashes trembled softly, and Zhu Nanzhi murmured, "Husband~ cold, stop it, I can't take it..."
Thinking her husband was still playing the cold stimulation game, she murmured to herself, but soon realized something was amiss.
If they were still in the game, only one part would feel cold, not the entire body.
This was too strange.
With her eyebrows tightly furrowed, Zhu Nanzhi opened her eyes, and as the sound of bubbling reached her ears, a giant Blood Pool came into view.
The blood in the pool was steaming, bubbling, and simultaneously the blood level was rapidly dropping.
The flickering candlelight, combined with the sight she saw, made Zhu Nanzhi, who already felt cold, feel even more chilling.
What kind of place is this?
Zhu Nanzhi, suppressing the chill in her body, quickly sat up, wondering how she ended up in such a place when she was just having a daytime joy with her husband?
Where is my husband?
"Wife, you're awake?"
The familiar voice instantly settled Zhu Nanzhi's heart. She quickly turned her head, seeing a young man under the candlelight, smiling, with clear and determined eyes, and a heroic spirit between his brows.
With sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, a calm and composed aura that's not without amiability, and a tall figure with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, strong both externally and internally...
Yes, it's her husband.
Zhu Nanzhi smiled, feeling that as long as her husband was there, there was nothing to worry about... Hmm?
As she moved to get out of bed, Zhu Nanzhi once again felt the coldness filling her body, and...
Where is my Spiritual Power?
She tried to activate it, but it was of no use!
Even though the Spiritual Power within her Spirit Sea still existed, it couldn't pass through her meridians throughout her body!
Her entire Early Tongsheng Realm cultivation was like a stone sinking into the sea, with no response!
Zhu Nanzhi's expression stiffened, looking at Lu Jin'an's moving lips without knowing what to say.
Lu Jin'an, with a smile on his face, stepped to the bedside, looking down at Zhu Nanzhi: "Wife, you must have guessed that this is my clinic, that is the Blood Pool, and I brought you here."
Zhu Nanzhi stared at him blankly, still not saying a word.
Lu Jin'an sighed gently, speaking softly: "Originally, I didn't want to do this, but discovering that wife has Saint Realm cultivation, I can only use this method... It's all wife's fault.
If wife weren't in the Tongsheng Realm, it wouldn't have come to this."
With her legs closed, Zhu Nanzhi stared dumbly at Lu Jin'an, momentarily ignoring the pervasive chill, only feeling her husband's words very familiar.
She remembered rehearsing in her mind what to say while refining her husband into a Sword Spirit after knowing he was cultivating the Demon Path—she had thought of several lines!
But, how could they come from her husband's mouth?
Zhu Nanzhi lightly bit her lip: "Why did husband bring me here? When did you..."
As she spoke, Zhu Nanzhi paused, her beautiful eyes widening: "Was it just now while we..."