The Use of Bloody Mary

Slaughter City revered the strong. There were no rules here, and few of those willing to enter voluntarily were good people.

Ye Han had not expected the woman to be deeply grateful just because he had helped her. He had killed those men in black only because the woman was probably beautiful, and since he happened to want to try extracting Bloody Mary, he had done it on a whim.

Before long, Ye Han had cast the minor incident from his mind.

The dozen or so men in black he had killed left even less of a trace in his heart.

They were merely nameless passersby. Not to mention the more than fifty thousand years before he took human form, even since returning from Sea God Island, the humans he had personally killed numbered at least eight hundred, if not a thousand.

This was a world where the strong preyed on the weak. In the end, it all came down to strength. With strength, one could naturally do whatever one pleased.

Just like the tall figure blocking his path now.

The man stood over two meters tall, clad in dark red armor, with two enormous fleshy wings on his back.

Looking at the figure before him, Ye Han could not help thinking of a character from that globally popular competitive game in his previous life. Aatrox.

The two looked so alike, as though they had been cast from the same mold.

After appraising the other man's sturdy figure, Ye Han looked at Bo Saixi, whose cheeks were taut as she clutched his arm tightly with both hands, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Then, when his gaze returned to the tall figure, an odd smile appeared on his lips. "What could possibly have brought Lord Slaughter King here in person?"

After speaking, his gaze shifted to the woman in black standing behind the Slaughter King and pretending to be invisible—Hell's Envoy.

Ye Han could not understand why, having only just entered Slaughter City, he had drawn the personal attention of such a major figure.

The Slaughter King had not wanted to say much, but when he truly faced Ye Han, he could not help growing grave. Especially the woman in red acting so intimately with Ye Han—she made his heart tremble, filling him with an urge to flee.

She is very strong. I cannot provoke her lightly.

The Slaughter King thought to himself, full of vigilance toward Bo Saixi.

However, the Slaughter King did not know that this was merely his own inferiority at work. He felt inferior because of his appearance and did not dare face the woman he loved.

"You are not allowed to kill wantonly in the future. If you need Bloody Mary, ask her for it."

He came in a hurry.

And he left in a hurry.

Ye Han was left utterly baffled. Damn it, he might have looked calm on the surface, but inside he had been scared stiff. He had already thought up dozens of escape plans.

But what was going on now?

With a confused expression, Ye Han looked toward Hell's Envoy.

Hell's Envoy did not disappoint him and gave him the answer directly.

"Although Slaughter City has no rules and is a paradise for sin, its population is limited. If you slaughter people wantonly, Slaughter City will soon become an empty city," the woman in black said.

She had personally witnessed Ye Han's terrifying killing power. After reporting what she had seen to the Slaughter King, this scene had come about.

"Oh! So you are afraid I will massacre the city. Don't worry. As long as there is enough Bloody Mary, I will not kill anyone else," Ye Han said agreeably.

Having received a definite answer, Hell's Envoy immediately let out a sigh of relief, turned into a swarm of bats, and took her leave.

"You are looking for Tang Chen. Why didn't you ask Hell's Envoy?" Ye Han looked at Bo Saixi and said.

"Uh! I, I..."

Upon hearing that, Bo Saixi stammered for a long while without managing to say anything coherent.

Ye Han could not help feeling speechless.

So she had forgotten!

This really was some deep affection!

"Hand it over."

Seeing Ye Han's teasing expression, Bo Saixi's cheeks flushed red. Embarrassed into anger, she stepped in front of Ye Han, blocked his path, and held out her hand.

"What?"

Ye Han was puzzled.

"The token Hell's Envoy gave you," Bo Saixi said at once.

"Heh heh!"

The corner of Ye Han's mouth curled up as he suddenly stepped forward.

Bo Saixi had not expected him to do that and instinctively stepped back. Once there was a first step, there was naturally a second.

She kept retreating while Ye Han pressed forward step by step, forcing Bo Saixi all the way against a half-collapsed wall.

Smack!

He raised his hand and pinned Bo Saixi against the wall, leaving her at a loss for a moment.

"If you want to ask for help, you should have the proper attitude. Your attitude makes me very unhappy, so no, you cannot have it." Ye Han looked up at Bo Saixi and gave a wicked grin.

At the same time, he sighed inwardly. This woman is simply too tall. Otherwise, this wall pin would have been perfect.

Having said that, he stopped while he was ahead. Before the woman could react, he immediately pulled back and retreated.

Was I... just flirted with?

Only afterward did Bo Saixi come to her senses. When she did, all she saw was Ye Han's already distant back, and she could not help becoming angry at herself for being so useless.

She suddenly realized that, at some point, she had become unable to display the dignity of Sea God Island's High Priestess whenever she faced Ye Han. Like a little girl, she was always at a disadvantage around him.

Why was this happening?

She was confused, yet a voice in her heart told her that she could not continue following Ye Han.

Bo Saixi, you can manage perfectly well without him. You are the High Priestess of Sea God Island, a level ninety-nine Titled Douluo revered by countless people. How can you keep running after some little brat? As she encouraged herself inwardly, Bo Saixi gradually recovered her former dignity.

She did not continue after Ye Han. Instead, she casually chose a direction and disappeared into the darkness with a resolute expression.

Ye Han did not care whether Bo Saixi followed him. If she died in Slaughter City, he would wake up laughing even in his dreams. However, that was unlikely. After all, she was a level ninety-nine Ultimate Douluo. How could she possibly die so easily?

Finding a house with relatively decent conditions, Ye Han unceremoniously took it over. Sitting on the bed, he took out a Bloody Mary and downed it in one gulp.

He remembered that the original work had mentioned that Bloody Mary was refined from human souls and essence blood.

What one ate replenished what one lacked. In Ye Han's view, Bloody Mary ought to have the ability to repair the soul, which was also his primary reason for coming to Slaughter City.

To be honest, Bloody Mary tasted nothing special, but it really went to one's head. After downing five cups in one go, Ye Han felt somewhat lightheaded, so he hurriedly circulated the Tai Xuan Sutra to refine it.

The creation of the Tai Xuan Sutra was due partly to his hard work and talent, but it was undeniable that luck had also played a significant role. Still, it was a genuine extraordinary art.

Unlike the legendary Mysterious Heaven Skill and Nine Yang Manual, it was neither an internal cultivation method nor an external body-tempering technique. Rather, it was a cultivation method that used spiritual power to guide the body's comprehensive transformation.

This cultivation method could only be understood, not taught through words. That was why Ye Han had named it the Tai Xuan Sutra.

Bloody Mary was indeed as he had expected. It could repair and even strengthen the soul, but the impurities within it were extremely troublesome. Even with the profound mysteries of the Tai Xuan Sutra, it took him five or six hours to completely refine and absorb it.

Even so, a smile could not help appearing on Ye Han's face.

After more than half a year without the slightest sign of recovery, his Spiritual Sea had finally begun to improve. How could Ye Han not be delighted?

Pressing on while the momentum was good, he used up all the Bloody Mary he carried in just seven days.

Give me enough Bloody Mary, and my spiritual power will recover in a year at most, Ye Han thought.

Then he took out the token Hell's Envoy had given him and crushed it directly.

Before long, a black figure appeared before him.

"I want Bloody Mary. The more, the better," Ye Han said without preamble.

Upon hearing this, Hell's Envoy nodded and left at once.