Chapter Thirteen: Blood Sacrifice

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  After spending several days, he reviewed and studied the blood sacrifice of the Linggui again. Everything was ready, and with his energy replenished, Leidong began to act. His mind merged with the Nurturing Soul Tower, firmly locking in the newly emerged Linggui. The weakness of a few days ago had been revitalized due to the nourishment of the Nurturing Soul Tower.

  That spirit seemed to know that something was about to happen, and began to wail and run wildly around, as if trying to escape from this place that made it feel so comfortable. However, the mystery of the Soul Tower was not something that a spirit with unopened wisdom and only retaining its animal instincts could comprehend. It bumped into everything, but was still locked in by the thunderous heart mantra.

  At the same time, Lei Dong muttered to himself, and the Xuan Yin true energy continuously flowed into the Nourishing Soul Tower. After being amplified by the tower, it pressed down on the Ling Gui with an overwhelming force. The Ling Gui immediately trembled with fear, shrinking back in a misty state without daring to make any slight movement. Only then did Lei Dong extend his mind's awareness into the Ling Gui's body. However, after the Ling Gui violently shook twice, it began to struggle with all its might again. An enormous spiritual pressure, like Mount Tai crushing down on it, pressed down once more.

  This time, Leidong showed no mercy, and the Xuan Yin true energy condensed again, transforming into a fierce fire in the Nurturing Soul Tower to severely punish this rebellious spirit. In just a few dozen breaths, the wailing spirit finally weakened, emitting a spiritual fluctuation of surrender. Only then did Leidong withdraw his true energy and re-enter his heart intent. Now, the spirit didn't dare to resist even a little bit.

  Everything was not too familiar, but Lei Dong finally managed to roughly refine the Ling Gui after half an hour. Of course, if he wanted to turn it into a ghost servant for his own use, he would still need to perform a blood sacrifice. At this point, Lei Dong had already completely controlled the life and death of the Ling Gui, and with just a thought, the Ling Gui would directly dissipate into nothingness. Moreover, once the master died, the servant would also perish. No matter how high the Ling Gui's future rank might be, it would be difficult to dissolve this relationship.

  From this, Lei Dong can now completely let it out without fear of it daring to harm himself in any way, not even a thought. The released spirit was somewhat wilted. However, perhaps because it had been locked up for too long, after finally coming out, it transformed into a mist-like state and flew around the small practice room, occasionally letting out a ghostly howl that represented joy.

  "Come here." Lei Dong beckoned to it, in fact, the master didn't need to use language to command his ghostly servants. As long as he thought about it, they would naturally understand. Even if he told them to go to their deaths, they wouldn't frown at all. Of course, at this point, the entire refining process had only just begun, and it was still difficult for their minds to fully communicate.

  After understanding Leidong's meaning, the spirit immediately flew to Leidong's side and remained motionless.

  Lei Dong nodded in satisfaction, gritted his teeth and cut open the skin on his finger. A drop of fresh blood seeped out. As he commanded with his mind, the Ling Gui immediately pounced forward, transforming into a small ball that tightly wrapped around Lei Dong's finger. The fresh blood also transformed into mist, merging with the Ling Gui.

  The whole process lasted for nearly half a day. Gradually, Lei Dong's face began to turn pale and eventually lost all its blood color, which was a sign of excessive blood loss.

  However, the spirit's aura became even more powerful and turned bright red. This was the result of the blood sacrifice, and only spirits that had undergone this ritual could be called ghostly servants, becoming extremely formidable. Just as Lei Dong was about to pass out from inhaling too much, the ghostly servant finally released its grip. It floated aside, its entire body a deep crimson color, shrinking in on itself.

  As soon as the thunder moved, he immediately sat down with his legs crossed, took a small pill of Pei Yuan Dan orally, and began to practice qigong in a hurry. For a whole night's time, the consumed true energy was fully recovered. However, his complexion remained pale like a ghost. Massive blood loss, and it was the body's essence blood, couldn't be restored in a short while. Fortunately, before the blood sacrifice, he had already known this result and had informed Jian Gong to prepare enough food to restore his yuanqi and essence blood.

  After a satisfying meal, Lei Dong finally had the leisure to take stock of his ghostly servant. At this point, it had fallen to the ground and become a blood scab the size of a soccer ball, emitting a strong bloody smell. According to the records in the Ghost Controlling Spell, the vengeful spirit needed some time to digest the results of the blood sacrifice.

  Lei Dong also needs a lot of time to recover the loss of true energy and essence blood from this blood sacrifice. Not only does he need to meditate, but he also needs to undergo some nourishment. Fortunately, this is the Yin Xie Sect, which is also the Wan Gui Ku, where cultivating the Ghost Controlling Technique is normal, so those servants are familiar with the nourishment after the blood sacrifice.

  Time flies, half a month has passed.

  The body that was trembling had also recovered to a certain extent, but unfortunately, the complexion was still somewhat pale. However, the ghostly servant had emerged from its cocoon. At this time, its soul body condensed into a bright light, as if it was emitting a strong energy. The ghostly servant's spherical body continued to twist and change. Gradually, it grew hands and feet, and even conjured up a suit of semi-transparent energy armor and a knife shield on its body. Its physique was robust, and it looked quite majestic.

  Such a change, it's indeed exciting to see. As expected of a spirit ghost, although it's only a low-grade spirit ghost, after one blood sacrifice, it has grown into a ghost soldier. Although after Lei Dong's inspection, it was found that it was only a first-level ghost soldier, with strength equivalent to a first-layer Qi Refining cultivator. However, this had already made Lei Dong extremely satisfied, as ordinary yin souls, even if they had undergone blood sacrifice, were far from reaching the level of a first-level ghost soldier.

  Moreover, the growth of ordinary inferior ghosts is also extremely slow and upgrading is very difficult. This is just like humans, those with spiritual roots, even if they are very poor, can still cultivate, but it's just that advancing to the next level is slower and more difficult. The worst ones may take two or three years to advance to the first layer of Qi Refining stage. However, for those without spiritual roots, wanting to cultivate to the first layer of Qi Refining stage, unless they have a special opportunity, otherwise it would be difficult to advance even after ten or twenty years. This is also why even a thousand or ten thousand inferior ghosts are not as valuable as one spirit ghost.

  It's not that he was forced to, but rather that no one was willing to use a low-ranking ghost for the blood sacrifice. It's already been half a month, and Leidong still hasn't fully recovered, his body still very weak. If it were just for a low-ranking ghost with no future prospects, he would indeed have felt reluctant. But for this spirit, Leidong was willing to do so.

  Of course, if this ghost soldier has a built-in spell, it would be even more terrifying. Of course, if there is no built-in spell, it doesn't matter, as long as you sacrifice blood again, you may have a spell again. Of course, the first time with a built-in spell is the best, and in a short period of time, you can't sacrifice blood to this ghost soldier again. Besides, the probability of a ghost soldier learning a spell through blood sacrifice is not high, at most only 20-30%. Some people may not learn a spell even after ten or more sacrifices. Leidong hurriedly cast the Ghost Control Spell, ordering the ghost soldier to launch its skill.

  "Rip it off." A pleasant voice rang out, and the ghostly soldier, who was half transparent and crystal clear, suddenly turned bright red. His calm eyes also turned crimson and ferocious. The entire ghostly soldier's aura became even more intimidating.

  Bloodthirsty Technique

  The excited and thrilled ghost corps couldn't help but shout out loud, although the Bloodlust Technique was a very common spell. However, this didn't mean that the Bloodlust Technique was a useless spell. Usually, after a ghost corps used the Bloodlust Technique, it would become extremely ferocious, its combat strength increasing by 30% while neglecting defense. The duration, however, was only one incense stick. And the Bloodlust Technique wasn't a spell that could be used continuously in a short period of time. But even so, it greatly increased the ghost corps' combat strength.

  "Ah~" For three consecutive months, the depressing mood brought by not capturing any Ling Gui had dissipated. Lei Dong had every reason to believe that among cultivators of the same level, he would have a significant advantage - after all, it was two against one. Of course, there were many powerful techniques in the world, and nothing was absolute. Fortunately, the Ghost-Subduing Spell, this incredible technique, did not restrict him to bringing only one Ling Gui. If he could bring three or more ghostly minions, then he would truly be a rare opponent among those of the same level.

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