Urban Supernatural Medical Saint

Blood Demon Transformation?

Fang Yu was hearing about this for the first time.

He guessed that it must be a skill similar to going berserk.

Seeing his eyes turn blood-red, Fang Yu felt his combat power had more than doubled from before.

He couldn't be careless.

"Is a Saint Level Constant Sand really that impressive?"

Fang Yu's voice rang out with a playful tone, "Do you really think that broken ring of yours can seal my Primordial Qi?"

Hoo—

Just as Carl completed his transformation.

A red token suddenly appeared in Fang Yu's hand.

"Fire Dragon Order!"

The Magic Artifact appeared!

Seeing this.

Emperor Ziwei's face showed shocked, "How could he continuously use the Fire Dragon Order?"

The flames, like a venomous snake, lunged towards Carl.

"Carl, dodge quickly!"

No matter how powerful and formidable you vampires are.

Fear of fire, fear of sunlight, it's a fear ingrained deep into the bones.

Fang Yu smiled and put away the Fire Dragon Order.

The Dragon Roar Sword in his hand suddenly transformed.

Turned into the form of a Mandala.

"You're as foolish as Ziwei; I'm done playing with you... Watch closely, this is how I mobilize Primordial Qi!"

With a single palm raised.

Almost without passing through the Dantian in his abdomen, a stream of Primordial Qi appeared.

Hoo.

A pale blue flame emerged from Fang Yu's palm.

This was the Fire Cloud Palm used in alchemy.

Not much use against enemies.

But Fang Yu narrowed his eyes, picked up the Mandala, and roasted it over the flame!

During this series of actions.

Both Ziwei and Carl looked utterly puzzled.

Carl then confidently said, "You underestimate the Soul Suppressing Ring!"

The green light emitted a strong glow again.

Seeing the flame on his palm rapidly shrinking, Fang Yu said, "Utterly futile..."

With a gesture, the flame disappeared.

Fang Yu, agile as lightning, dashed towards Carl.

The Mandala in his hand transformed abruptly.

"Mandala, second form, Heavenly Gang Gold Needle!"

Shoo—

His five fingers created illusions.

Those were the shadows formed by the Taixuan Finger Technique.

The gold needles, like lightning, struck directly at Carl's chest.

Bang!

Like a nail, it sent him flying backward.

Crashing into the walls of the Tiandu Prison.

Boom!

The wall was smashed into a human-shaped deep pit.

Carl was utterly unmoved, his eyes dark, said, "Little gold needles can hurt me? You don't understand the Blood Clan at all... Blood Clan above the Duke Level, we do not fear sunlight, do not fear flames... Undying Body. These are things you cannot comprehend! You Eastern Cultivators, spend your life cultivating but cannot touch the Undying Body!"

Fang Yu, with his hands behind his back, slowly walked towards Carl.

"Who said I must kill you? Just because you're not afraid of sunlight now doesn't mean you weren't afraid before... We have a saying in the East, once bitten by a snake, one fears a rope for ten years. I was just using flames to scare you... Besides, who said gold needles can't hurt you? I don't understand your Blood Clan, but do you truly understand Eastern Cultivators?"

Tap.

Tap tap.

Fang Yu continued, "The place where the gold needle stuck is called the Danzhong acupoint in Eastern medicine, a necessary path for the circulation of Primordial Qi. My gold needle is not small; it's enough to block this Danzhong acupoint for you... Don't you feel weak and frail?"

Hearing this.

Carl couldn't help but frown.

Fang Yu added, "The Danzhong acupoint is where the gathering of the pericardium meridian's energy occurs, a congregation point of the ancestral qi... Forget it, it feels like I'm talking to a cow playing a harp. Let me put it this way... the Heavenly Gang Gold Needle has nailed down your Danzhong acupoint. According to human physiology, it's difficult for you to move now..."

This was also the acupoint technique often seen in many TV shows.

Carl tried to move...

But found himself unable to move, as if his body didn't obey him.

Trouble!

His heart sank as he started to think of ways to deal with it.

Seeing this, Emperor Ziwei looked at Fang Yu with complex eyes.

"Even so, you can't kill me," Carl said confidently.

Fang Yu shook his head and replied, "I don't need to kill you... People like me, we prefer to torment!"

Approaching Carl, he threw a punch.

Bang!

His abdomen caved in.

But quickly, it returned to normal.

Carl grinned smugly, "You can't hurt me..."

Even so.

Seeing her lover being tortured like this, Ziwei felt uneasy and rushed over immediately.

Gang Qi filled the sky!

"Hundred Turns and Thousand Returns!"

Countless handprints launched towards Fang Yu.

Fang Yu turned back and glared, shouting, "Scram!"

The Dragon Trace Sacred Armor suddenly appeared again!

Boom—

The power of the armor, naturally the nemesis of Ziwei, sent her flying away.

"Saint!"

As Ziwei was sent flying, shock covered her face; she confirmed it was a Saint.

She thumped down to the ground.

"This is a Saint! Carl... he really is a Saint!"

Carl grimaced, his fangs bared.

Suddenly...

With a bang.

Carl's heart burst.

With a single palm slamming against the wall, allowing the Heavenly Gang Gold Needle to pass through his body, he swiftly moved forward. Carl hurried towards Ziwei… The gaping hole in his chest looked extremely terrifying.

"To move, he actually abandoned his heart..." Fang Yu clicked his tongue in wonder.

Carl turned around and helped Ziwei up.

Except for the heart, the chest area quickly returned to normal.

One must admit the vampire's self-healing ability was extremely terrifying.

Carl looked down and said, "Lend me your Primordial Qi."

Ziwei, puzzled, responded, "Hmm?"

"Infuse your Primordial Qi into me; the Blood Clan doesn't need Blood-Melting Grass, there's no rejection," Carl spoke gravely.

Ziwei hesitated.

Carl urged, "No time to explain… For a thousand years, I've absorbed the nature's spiritual energy on Tiandu Mountain, finally breaking through to Duke… but I still need enough Primordial Qi to perfect my Duke's essence. Otherwise, my heart won't recover… quickly!"

At his words,

Ziwei looked at Carl with a complex expression and said, "Over these thousand years, you weren't sick, but absorbing Heaven and Earth Essence? And now you need my Primordial Qi? Do you know… at my age, Primordial Qi is my lifespan!!"

After all, having lived for thousands of years,

to cultivate to the Saint level of Constant Sand, it relied on Primordial Qi increasing lifespan. This is also a unique Cultivation Path for Eastern Cultivators… As one's cultivation increases, so does lifespan!

Seeing Ziwei hesitate, even somewhat reprimanding and resisting,

Carl couldn't hold back any longer. He pulled her closer to him.

His fangs flashed.

"Ah—"

Ziwei didn't react in time; she had trusted her lover with her back but hadn't expected him to make a move on her.

Crunch...

Carl bit into her neck.

Ziwei's cultivation was profound, she tried to raise her hand to strike back! At this moment, a green light surrounded her. Her whole body's Primordial Qi was suppressed by the Soul Suppressing Ring!

Gulug—

Gulug...

Blood flowed freely.

Fang Yu shook his head watching...

"What a scumbag, such a schemer… Turned out he's been calculating against Ziwei all along... Ziwei, living for a thousand years, although very cunning... you're still too naive in this regard!"

Ziwei's eyes were filled with unwillingness.

She raised her hand towards Fang Yu, a signal for help.

Fang Yu continued to shake his head—

"It really proves that saying, the most poisonous woman's heart, when women are poisonous, it's not men's business… No poison, no husband, when men are poisonous, they're good for nothing… wait, doesn't that also curse me?"

Gurgle.

Carl sucked the fresh blood.

The heart area swiftly recovered as if new.

He was extremely satisfied.

He directly tossed Ziwei aside.

"I waited a thousand years… This cheap woman guarded the Soul Suppressing Ring every day! If it weren't for this ring, I would have drained her blood and become the Blood Emperor long ago! Now, I still got what I desired!"

"Hahaha—"

Carl burst into laughter.

The laugh was chilling.

The streams of Primordial Qi filled his entire body.

A wild wind blew up.

Tiandu Mountain seemed to be covered by a tornado.

Centered on Carl, the Primordial Qi was merging with his body!

Fang Yu could not help but exclaim, "The Blood Clan really doesn't reject Primordial Qi, such a rapid integration of cultivation? Vampires are indeed naturally Soul Stealer Cultivators!"