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This was also the reason why Bai Xu wanted to give up his own life just to send Qian Mo away. Even if he could withstand the violent invasion of the inner dan, he had no strength left to fight against the deadly poison that had already spread throughout his body. The ancient serpent was notorious for its lethal poison, which was not something to be taken lightly. If it were during his peak, he might have found a way to cope, but now, he only wished for Qian Mo to take the Soulgrass and save his mother after both he and Bamon perished.
"Just a little longer, you have to hold on! If I can manage this, you can't give up now; it would be too tragic for both of us!"
Qian Mo looked at Bai Xu, who was now as red as fire jade and growing weaker by the moment, feeling a tightness in his heart. The serpent's poison was indeed too domineering; at this rate, they might really face disaster!
" asshole... this is a huge loss! Why should I be bullied by you, an old man turned Specter outside, and then have to fight for you in this illusion? If I can't even clear the game like this, I won't let you off easily!"
After a fierce internal struggle, Qian Mo realized that if he wanted to save his own life, he had to save Bai Xu's life first. Without hesitation, he grabbed the Golden Patterned Jade Brush floating beside him. Closing his eyes and steeling his heart, he twisted his wrist and drew a line with the brush. Instantly, a three-inch long cut appeared in the palm of his left hand, and bright red blood surged forth but did not drip to the ground; instead, it was enveloped by a force and floated in the air. Enduring the pain in his palm, Qian Mo infused his spirit into it, causing the blood flow to accelerate. The wound could not close, and soon enough, the blood had gathered into a small ball. Seeing that there was already enough volume, Qian Mo quickly used the jade brush to seal the wound.
"It hurts so much! This is truly blood donation without compensation! That damned Otherworldly Ink Pen not only doesn't let me use standard equipment to summon Embalming's Gate but even requires me to bleed to activate it! I'm only 19 this year; if this continues, I'll surely die young."
Since childhood, Qian Mo had been a mischievous troublemaker who could do anything from petty thefts to pranks. Therefore, many said that this rascal would surely be extraordinary in the future (as Qian Xuan said...). Throughout history, renowned figures among emperors and generals have never been ordinary; none were model children. And indeed, Qian Mo lived up to expectations when he awakened as an Embalmer at the age of 12 with astonishing talent rated as Primeval level. He also gained recognition from the Otherworldly Ink Pen passed down through generations of the Qian Family—only usable by their ancestor Qian Gu, known as the first war general of Xuanyuan. This made him directly hailed as a rising star in the Embalmer community and as the Qilin Child of the Qian Family. However, due to its rarity, there were only a few words passed down about how to use the Otherworldly Ink Pen from their ancestral home. Among them was one that Qian Mo despised most: "The Otherworldly Ink Pen can only be amplified with the contractor's blood; remember, it must be fresh blood!" In other words, it had to be drawn fresh... When Qian Mo read this passage back then, countless thoughts of frustration surged through him; he could almost feel across millennia the helpless expression of his ancestor—Qian Gu—who recorded this line with a bitter face while secretly relishing in the misfortune of future successors.
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