I Originally Wanted to Shout, But He Gave Too Much!

Hearing Fang Zheng's instructions, Jiang Tingting froze for a moment before snapping back to reality. Enduring the intense pain in her body and Primordial Spirit, she struggled to suppress her surging power from leaking out.

She took out the Divine Source box and retrieved all the Nine Nether Yin Yang Bone Shedding Ganoderma she had collected earlier.

The Nine Nether Yin Yang Bone Shedding Ganoderma, resembling a crimson-gold jade ruyi, emanated an incredibly pure medicinal fragrance.

Instantly, the five Flood Dragons, who had been lying on the table in a daze, all turned their heads. They stared at the ruyi-shaped fungus, gazing at what Fang Zheng called 'food,' and couldn't help but swallow.

Next, Fang Zheng had Jiang Tingting throw the Nine Nether Yin Yang Bone Shedding Ganoderma onto the ground. He then placed several TNT blocks on the ground and lit them.

In the MC world, one cannot normally harvest resources in Creative Mode. Without directly using the Inventory, one of the few methods to obtain block drops is by utilizing the explosion effect of TNT.

TNT explosions destroy surrounding objects, turning them into dropped blocks, though the drop rate isn't 100%.

Fang Zheng had tried this method before on the Immortal Ascension Road, but the effect wasn't great.

Those Law Phantoms and the like had far stronger resistance to explosions than MC's Obsidian. Although they could be directly shattered in Creative Mode regardless of strength, no amount of TNT could budge them otherwise.

Now, this spiritual medicine called Nine Nether Yin Yang Bone Shedding Ganoderma, despite growing for thousands of years and needing to absorb endless Yin煞 energy, wasn't inherently strong.

Even a normal child biting into it would leave a gap.

Rustle, rustle... Boom!

With the explosion, dozens of small, ruyi-shaped dropped items floated on the ground.

In the Inventory, a brand-new plant appeared, and Fang Zheng obtained a new item.

He looked at the five Flood Dragons on the table, their mouths agape but still motionless, and asked, "Alright, using this as food should be enough, right?"

Since people in this world couldn't directly pick up dropped items, and their block bodies couldn't hand items over, they needed to use chests for transfer.

Fang Zheng filled the ground with chests, each packed with Nine Nether Yin Yang Bone Shedding Ganoderma.

He asked the three members of the Jiang family, who had been shocked for a long time and were now numb, to help take out these Medicine Kings and throw them all into the blood pool.

Soon, tens of millions of Nine Nether Yin Yang Bone Shedding Ganoderma, considered precious and rare Medicine Kings even below Immortal Medicine, were thrown into the Imperial Dao Supreme's essence blood pool, which was filled with Taiyin Power.

The essence blood, permeated with Extreme Dao Pressure, disintegrated the body of the Nine Nether Yin Yang Bone Shedding Ganoderma, removing all impurities and leaving only the purest medicinal power, which was absorbed by the vitality of the essence blood.

The terrifying Taiyin Power contained within the essence blood itself, and the gentle, pure Yang medicinal power with its special properties, though not abundant, contained within the Nine Nether Yin Yang Bone Shedding Ganoderma, underwent a wondrous reaction, making its vitality even stronger.

It seemed to come alive, beginning to manifest various anomalous phenomena.

The viscous blood gave rise to blurry human figures, even bones, struggling as if to escape the blood pool, only to instantly turn back into blood and merge within it. It was truly a scene of a hellish sea of blood.

The originally clear, ruby-red blood pool's shallow surface layer became thick, with wisps of chaotic energy emanating from within.

Combined with the many struggling blood-colored figures on the surface, it resembled a pot of bubbling tomato soup, whetting the appetite.

Beside them, Jiang Wen's old face, etched with the lines of time, could no longer maintain its composure after enduring for so long.

The corners of his eyes twitched incessantly. Gazing at the terrifying scene of the blood pool, his originally gentle expression completely collapsed.

Under the strong premonition from his Primordial Spirit, he desperately wanted to escape. Yet, as he inhaled the scent wafting through the air, his throat kept swallowing.

His physical body and Primordial Spirit, nearing the end of their lifespan and in a state of decline, constantly told him that by refining even a minuscule amount of Blood Essence, medicinal power, and divine energy from this terrifying blood pool—even just one part in ten thousand, or one in ten quadrillion—it would be enough to extend his life by at least another five thousand years!

This immense, astonishing vitality could even allow him, who had been fortunate enough to eat an Immortal Medicine fruit and live a second life, to live a third!

Jiang Wen swallowed with difficulty. He clearly realized that let alone a useless Quasi-Emperor Third Heaven like himself, this single blood pool alone was enough to grant every hidden, self-severed Supreme Being in all the life forbidden zones across the entire universe the peak lifespan of an Emperor!

The instincts of his physical body and Primordial Spirit were urging him to flee immediately, while simultaneously making him restless, wanting to plunge into it.

But his reason was frantically warning him: this was Emperor's blood. If he dared to plunge in, he would be instantly annihilated into nothingness by the Extreme Dao Pressure.

"Just..." Fang Zheng turned his head and looked at the five Flood Dragons.

He watched their mouths, which had yet to close, and asked softly, "Adding more food, this should be enough for you guys, right?"

"If this can fill you all up, do you still need to kill people, to kill intelligent life, to constantly devour the strong?"

"If all the cultivators in your world can be filled up, they shouldn't be fighting anymore, right?"

The Flood Dragons remained stunned, lying by the table like motionless lizard specimens.

However, faintly, Fang Zheng saw that in their open mouths, sparkling saliva was constantly flowing.

The Flood Dragons had initially wanted to loudly scold Fang Zheng, saying that feeding them was an insult to their dignity.

But unfortunately, he gave them too much!

It wasn't until Fang Zheng asked for the third time that the five Flood Dragons seemed to awaken from a deep dream.

"I-I-I..." The first Flood Dragon to speak stammered, trembling and fearful, unable to utter a complete sentence.

"I won't eat people anymore! I won't go! I really won't go!" The second Flood Dragon completely lost its composure, its mind in disarray, mechanically repeating these frantic cries, unable to produce any other words.

The third Flood Dragon was also speechless. It simply jumped off the table in a frenzy, with great difficulty.

The moment it landed, the faint impact was amplified by the Guixu Mirror Corridor's secret technique, causing most of its bones to crack and blood to stain its scales.

But even though the pain pierced to its very marrow, it couldn't care. Like a small snake, it wriggled its body with difficulty, slithering over and coiling around the Block Person's feet. It strained its eyes, trying to force its ferocious head into a pitiful, pleading expression.

Beside him, within Jiang Wen's Immortal Platform, his Primordial Spirit was continuously chanting calming scriptures.

It took him a long while to calm down. He looked at the five Flood Dragons' comical and ridiculous appearance, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

He wanted to shout: This is the Blood Essence of our Human Race's Saintly Emperor, how incredibly precious! How could you insignificant mudfish covet it?

But reason told him that the ownership of this Blood Essence belonged to Fang Zheng. To possess such terrifying power, what right did he, Jiang Wen, a mere Quasi-Emperor, have to speak up?

Moreover...

Upon remembering the Hengyu Furnace's previous instructions, Jiang Wen's barely calmed heart couldn't help but stir with excitement once more.

The resurrection of Hengyu Great Emperor might truly not be an unattainable fantasy.

This mysterious Block Person before him, with his supreme might, might truly be able to revive their ancestor!

If he were to become disgusted by Fang Zheng due to a moment of impulsive speech, he would likely become the greatest sinner in tens of thousands of years for the Jiang Family, an eternal sinner!

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, the atmosphere growing awkward. The three from the Jiang Family and the five Flood Dragons took a while to slowly recover from the shock.

Or rather, they had been completely numbed by the successive impacts.

At this moment, the five Flood Dragons, like five tamed little snakes, were tightly wrapped around Fang Zheng's blocky body, trying their best to act cute.

The noble bloodline inherited from the Dragon race made almost all Flood Dragons naturally possess an extraordinary sense of pride.

This pride, originating from the depths of their bloodline, was like an innate crown, making them never easily submit.

Or rather, they would never submit to those of lower bloodlines.

Even if they became mounts for cultivators, they rarely acknowledged a master-servant relationship, usually forming a lord-vassal relationship or an equal partnership.

But...

Fang Zheng had given them far too much!