A Blood-Burning Pill for You, So Why Return Wrapped in Horsehide?
A sharp screech tore through the gray fog.
The Wandering Sha and Military Sha, who had been frantically bumping into the Formation Technique like headless flies, seemed to receive some kind of military order and began to retreat like a tide.
[A dark red liquid began to seep from the ground outside the canyon.]
[A flowing river of blood surged from the depths of the gray fog; as it churned, a dozen humanoid monsters rose from the viscous blood.]
[Blood Sha!]
These dozen or so monsters emanated terrifying energy comparable to that of Golden Core Stage cultivator.
[As soon as they took shape, the crimson palm slammed heavily onto the Formation Technique barrier of Black Moon Gorge.]
[The Formation Technique's light barrier flickered violently.]
[The once impenetrable defense was corroded by the blood of the Blood Sha, leaving several huge dents and teetering on the verge of collapse.]
["Change tactics - strangle!"]
[He Zhantao's expression turned solemn. His long sword trembled in his hand, and he roared.]
[The Hundred-Person Sha Formation instantly transformed into Killing Formation, Sword Qi sweeping out and colliding head-on with the Blood Sha.]
Although Black Moon Gorge is just Forward Outpost, it has a thousand Sword Cultivators.
[At this moment, ten Hundred-Person Sha Formations were deployed, their Sword Qi flowing continuously, managing to fight a stalemate with more than a dozen Golden Core Stage Blood Sha.]
[The blood of the Blood Sha is extremely polluting.]
[Several veterans at the forefront had their protective Sword Qi splattered with blood, causing the light to dim instantly.]
[A portion of He Zhantao's protective aura was also shattered.]
He groaned, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, but his position remained unchanged, the Killing Formation still in place.
The Sword Cultivators of Black Moon Gorge are clearly experienced in dealing with this thing.
[Completely disregarding their own injuries, they used the resonance of Sword Intent to forcibly regroup.]
[Hundreds of Sword Qi converged into a torrent, tearing the dozen or so Blood Sha into a rain of blood.]
[The blood rain evaporated rapidly upon landing, turning into wisps of black smoke and dissipating.]
[At the epicenter of Blood Sha's death, a dozen dark red crystals silently fell onto the greyish-white earth.]
[You stand halfway up the mountain, silently staring at those few crystals.]
[You've finally witnessed firsthand how the Sha Soul Crystal is obtained.]
[It turns out that only Blood Sha, which are equivalent to the Golden Core Stage of Ruin Sha, can condense Sha Soul Crystals.]
[You sighed inwardly.]
[This thing isn't some ordinary Artifact Refining material at all; it's practically the "Golden Core" of the Ruin Sha!]
[You calculated Sha Soul Crystals you'd earned through military merit over the past six months.]
[All told, a little over a hundred.]
[And the ultimate form of the Star River Myriad Blades, "Myriad-Blade Star River," requires a full 10,800 blades!]
At this rate, you'll be stuck in Black Moon Gorge for fifty or sixty years.
[Or, hoping that Ruin Tide of this scale will erupt every now and then.]
The battle ahead continues.
[After the Sword Cultivators slew the Blood Sha, their own depletion and casualties began to become apparent.]
[The first batch of wounded players were replaced and moved to the back of the field.]
"The Alchemy Chamber! We need the medicine!"
[A Sword Cultivator, half his body corroded and blackened by filthy blood, roared at the top of his lungs.]
[You and all the Alchemists in the Alchemy Chamber have already set up your stall.]
[Unlike mortals, cultivators don't experience a direct decrease in combat power when their physical body is injured.]
[Many combat tactics even rely on sacrificing Qi and Blood to increase their power.]
[Therefore, they don't need the bandages and hemostasis of ordinary people; what they need is a potent medicine that can forcefully suppress the Sha Qi and restore their true essence.]
[Most Alchemists use medicine to suppress injuries.]
Alchemists are mostly arrogant and overconfident; they don't care what kind of poison you're poisoned or what kind of injury you're injured.
[Poisoning is like Detoxification Pill, and injury is like Rejuvenation Pill.]
[If the treatment is successful, it naturally indicates the Alchemist's exceptional skill.]
[If it cannot be cured, it means the injured person's affinity with the immortals is shallow, and this calamity is their destiny.]
[And now that you have Trait on it, you're actually playing the "treat the symptoms" game.]
[Your Divine Sense swept over the injured Sword Cultivator.]
[The Artisan Spirit is now in effect.]
[You understood, and took out a Sha-Cleansing Pill, along with a Spirit-Exploding Pill.]
[The Sword Cultivator, whose half-body had turned black, had his blackened aura forcibly repelled from his wound within ten breaths of swallowing the Pills, and new flesh began to grow at a visible speed.]
He spat out a mouthful of black blood, grabbed the longsword that had fallen to the ground, turned around, and charged back into the sword formation.
"Commandant Lu's medicine is fucking potent!"
[Not only did the battle line not collapse, but thanks to your terrifying logistical support speed, you actually withstood the second wave of the Blood Sha's attack.]
[But the scale of the Ruin Tide is still expanding.]
Several more seriously wounded soldiers were carried down.
[One of them was pierced through the chest; the Sha Qi had invaded his heart meridian, his Divine Sense was dim, and his breath was dissipating.]
[His companion, who had come down with him, had bloodshot eyes and was gripping your sleeve tightly.]
"Commandant Lu, save him! He still owes me thirty military merits!"
[Your Divine Sense scanned that seriously injured person.]
[Conventional healing Pills are useless; the Sha Qi has already extinguished any life force.]
[Options pop up.]
[A: Shaking his head and sighing, indicating helplessness, and telling others to prepare for the worst.]
[B: I offer you a Blood-Burning Pill; why should I need to return wrapped in a horse's hide?]
[C: A banner was hung up that read "Black Moon Gorge First People's Hospital," an appointment system was implemented, and shouts were made: "Expert appointments will cost an extra 100 military merits; those without appointments, go wait to die!"]
Lu Ping looked at Little A and Little B.
Surprisingly, these are the two options.
It's been a long time since I've encountered two options that leave me feeling helpless.
Lu Ping's long-term life as a hermit seemed to have made him forget the bloodshed and cruelty of the cultivation world.
Little A and Little B seem to be reminding Lu Ping of his current insignificance.
Lu Ping lowered his eyelids slightly and chose option B.
[You chose B.]
You shook your head.
"Conventional Pills won't be enough to save him."
[The light in his companion's eyes dimmed, he released your sleeve, and collapsed to the ground.]
[You flicked your wrist and pulled a blood-red Jade Bottle from your Storage Ring.]
"However, I still have this here."
[You pour out a blood-red Pills.]
[Blood-Burning Pill.]
[If necessary, a single Pills can be taken, burning away life force without diminishing combat power, until the life force is exhausted and the body and soul perish.]
[This was originally the standard Pill Formula from the Black Moon Gorge Alchemy Chamber, or rather, the last bullet the White Tiger Hall used in a desperate fight.]
[You hand the Blood-Burning Pill to your companion.]
"If he eats it, he can stand up and kill for another hour. After an hour, his soul will be scattered, his body will perish, and his spirit will dissipate."
[The companion stared at the Pills, his hand trembling slightly.]
[Then, he gritted his teeth, took it, and stuffed it into his companion's mouth.]
[The medicinal effects dissipate.]
The dying Sword Cultivator's body trembled violently, and he opened his eyes, a bloodshot light surging within them.
He glanced at the person beside him, then looked down and touched his sword.
"Thirty military merits."
He said softly,
"I'll come back to return it to you."