As for obtaining Tang Wulin's blood? That had merely been something done along the way.
For Nan Fusheng, obtaining Tang Wulin's blood was not difficult. Of course, he could not possibly do it himself.
After all, Tang San's divine sense was still inside Tang Wulin. If he casually went and drew his blood, that old schemer might become suspicious. Besides, Tang Wulin's skin was tough enough that ordinary needles would not even be able to pierce it easily.
However, while he could not act personally, controlling a doppelganger was easy enough. An Evil Soul Master attack, a Spirit Master sparring match—there were plenty of ways to injure Tang Wulin and get his blood.
Still, he had to emphasize this again: Nan Fusheng was a good person! If a matter could be resolved peacefully, he would do his best not to resort to violence.
Obtaining Tang Wulin's blood this time was also just a precaution. With the power of Sefirah Castle, Nan Fusheng's Steal could now easily steal someone's Fate.
But Tang Wulin was, after all, the son of a God King and the owner of the Golden Dragon King Godhead. Nan Fusheng was not certain that he could steal Tang Wulin's Fate with absolute certainty, so he needed a medium to strengthen the connection.
And in this world, was there anything better suited as a medium than a person's own blood?
He had obtained Tang Wulin's blood so that, when needed, he could use it as a medium to strengthen their connection.
Nan Fusheng casually placed the bottle into the Gate. This was also an application of Space Ability.
"I feel like a dark wizard."
In movies from his previous life, witches, wizards, curse masters, Taoists, and the like all had such methods—using part of someone else's body to cast