The Tower Spirit and the Blood of Origin

The Tower Spirit glanced at Jiang Hao.

So he knew how to keep his mouth shut now.

But the Tower Spirit did not care.

"If you can make it through the Ninth Floor, I will naturally tell you about the Desolate Heaven Tower and the Huangtian Sect. Otherwise, knowing too much will do you no good."

Jiang Hao nodded.

"I'm ready."

The Tower Spirit reminded him, "The process will be a little painful. Endure it, or the Blood of Origin's effects will be diminished."

"Pain? If it's only pain, I have no problem with that."

Jiang Hao was extremely confident.

It was not that he was talking big.

It was because he had constantly been visualizing the Great Sun, the Blood Moon, or the Black Hole.

Every time he visualized them, whether for a long or short time, he would be reduced to ashes.

Though he would not truly die, only be reduced to ashes within his consciousness.

That sensation was real.

If he could endure the agony of his own body being reduced to ashes, what pain could Jiang Hao not bear?

The Tower Spirit said no more.

"Bzz."

A faint streak of blood-red light appeared within the Desolate Heaven Tower.

Right before the Tower Spirit, Jiang Hao saw a drop of blood.

Bright scarlet blood.

Yet within that scarlet blood was a faint golden glow.

What kind of blood carried a golden glow?

Jiang Hao did not know.

But this single drop of blood made his soul tremble from its deepest depths.

That alone showed how extraordinary its origin was.

"This is the Blood of Origin?"

The Tower Spirit waved a hand.

"Go."

The Blood of Origin instantly flew toward Jiang Hao.

Jiang Hao opened his mouth, and the Blood of Origin entered it.

It actually felt cool and refreshing.

It slid down his throat and spread through his abdomen.

Time passed bit by bit.

Jiang Hao felt pain.

It truly hurt.

But compared to the pain of Visualization, it was simply not worth mentioning.

"Hm?"

"You can actually endure it?"

"I have to say, among all those who have received the Blood of Origin, you may not have the best talent, but your willpower is the strongest."

Seeing that Jiang Hao was not even trembling, the Tower Spirit was somewhat surprised.

It knew that kind of pain very well.

To face such pain without changing expression, as if it were nothing, Jiang Hao's willpower was undoubtedly terrifying.

The pain grew increasingly intense, even changing from icy cold to scorching heat. In the end, it felt as though his entire body were about to burst into flames.

Jiang Hao vaguely sensed something inside his body boiling.

However, the effects of a single drop of Blood of Origin quickly passed.

His body returned to calm.

He sensed that certain changes had occurred within him.

But those changes were subtle, seemingly impossible to display directly.

So Jiang Hao immediately checked his own data.

Cultivation: Ming Jin (Early Stage)

Bloodline: 1% progress (can be deduced)

Bone Quality: 7

Comprehension: 5.8

Spirit: 2

Fierce Tiger Fist: Major Accomplishment (Tiger Demon Form, 40% increase)

Ming Jin: 310% power enhancement

Jiang Hao saw that an entry called "Bloodline" had appeared in his data list.

The progress was only 1%. Did one drop of Blood of Origin represent 1% progress?

And what did "can be deduced" afterward mean?

Jiang Hao carefully examined the words "can be deduced."

He immediately received a piece of information.

Enter the Martial Arts Divine Hall to deduce the Bloodline.

Jiang Hao's eyes widened.

Enter the Martial Arts Divine Hall?

He had tried it before, but he simply could not enter the Martial Arts Divine Hall.

Perhaps he had not met the requirements.

Previously, Jiang Hao had known nothing about the Martial Arts Divine Hall's purpose.

Now, he knew some of its uses.

The Martial Arts Divine Hall could actually deduce Bloodlines.

"That's it?"

Jiang Hao raised his head, looking at the Tower Spirit with eager eyes.

Although nothing seemed to have changed on the surface, the boiling sensation within his body made Jiang Hao keenly aware that the Blood of Origin could awaken some terrifying Bloodline inside him.

But Jiang Hao's current Bloodline progress was too low. He wanted more Blood of Origin.

"Yes, that's all."

"One drop of Blood of Origin failed to awaken the Bloodline within you, but that is normal. Not everyone possesses a powerful Bloodline."

"Keep challenging the Desolate Heaven Tower, and you can still obtain Blood of Origin."

The Tower Spirit spoke calmly.

"Fine. To the Second Floor."

The Tower Spirit instantly vanished.

Jiang Hao also felt a force slowly lifting him up and carrying him toward the Second Floor.

On the Second Floor, there was still a Heterogeneous Species.

But this time, it was a massive black bull.

According to the Tower Spirit, this was an Ox Demon Heterogeneous Species. It possessed boundless strength and combat power of around 750.

Moreover, the Ox Demon was thick-skinned and tough-fleshed, extremely difficult to deal with.

Even if Jiang Hao's combat power exceeded 800, he would likely find it difficult to defeat the Ox Demon Heterogeneous Species quickly.

The Tower Spirit estimated that it would be a drawn-out tug-of-war, requiring quite some time.

"Great strength?"

The moment Jiang Hao saw the Ox Demon Heterogeneous Species, he guessed that it was probably exceptionally strong.

But this was exactly the kind of opponent he feared least.

After all, his Fierce Tiger Fist was also famed for its fierce and overwhelming force. Why would he fear an Ox Demon Heterogeneous Species?

"Startling Thunder Force!"

This time, Jiang Hao used Startling Thunder Force.

It was as though thunder rumbled within his body.

Behind him, the terrifying form of a Tiger Demon vaguely emerged.

Then Jiang Hao threw a punch, smashing it viciously into the Ox Demon Heterogeneous Species' head.

Bang!

Even the Ox Demon Heterogeneous Species could not withstand Jiang Hao's terrifying strength. Its enormous body crashed heavily to the ground.

One strike, and the Ox Demon Heterogeneous Species died!

"You didn't use your full strength on the First Floor?"

The Tower Spirit seemed somewhat astonished.

It sensed another kind of Force fluctuation faintly emerging from Jiang Hao.

Ordinary martial artists would not have been able to detect it.

But this was the Desolate Heaven Tower, and it was the Tower Spirit. Its senses were extremely sharp, allowing it to detect the fleeting fluctuation of Force around Jiang Hao.

But this was a good thing!

The stronger Jiang Hao was, the better.

Ever since the Huangtian Sect's founder had reached an agreement with the Tower Spirit, countless astonishingly gifted geniuses had come to challenge the Desolate Heaven Tower over the years.

Yet Jiang Hao was the only one to clear the first two floors so easily.

"You have passed the Second Floor of the Desolate Heaven Tower. By the rules, you will be granted a second drop of Blood of Origin!"

The Tower Spirit gave Jiang Hao another drop of Blood of Origin.

Jiang Hao had long been prepared. He eagerly swallowed the Blood of Origin in one gulp.

It was the familiar sensation again, cold first and hot afterward.

Especially that boiling feeling inside his body—it made Jiang Hao utterly captivated.

Jiang Hao could vaguely sense that the Blood of Origin was meant to trigger some Bloodline within him.

But that Bloodline was hidden far, far too deeply.

One or two drops were nowhere near enough.

Jiang Hao glanced at his Bloodline progress.

Sure enough, after swallowing the second drop of Blood of Origin, his Bloodline progress had risen from 1% to 2%.

But it was still far from 100%.

Therefore, Jiang Hao still showed no changes.

The Tower Spirit frowned slightly.

Two drops of Blood of Origin already, yet there was still no reaction?

Then they could only go to the Third Floor.

Jiang Hao was also extremely eager.

On the Third Floor, there was still a Heterogeneous Species.

But this Heterogeneous Species was called a Sky Elephant.

This Sky Elephant was enormous.

The Ox Demon Heterogeneous Species was like a tiny witch beside a great wizard in front of the Sky Elephant.

"The Third Floor of the Desolate Heaven Tower is a dividing line. Any martial artist who can pass the Third Floor can absolutely be called a genius."

"However, the Sky Elephant's combat power reaches 1,000. For someone at the Manifest Force Level to defeat a Sky Elephant is difficult."

The Tower Spirit still did not think highly of Jiang Hao.

Combat power of 1,000 was a threshold. Many weaker Hidden Force martial artists only had combat power around this level.

This time, Jiang Hao took the initiative to attack.

He craved the third drop of Blood of Origin too badly.

"Whoosh."

Jiang Hao took a single stride and instantly rushed before the Sky Elephant.

He was not yet ten years old.

Before the massive Sky Elephant, he was like a tiny speck.

Truly insignificant.

But Startling Thunder Force, Wheel Force, and Raging Tide Force erupted from Jiang Hao's body at once.

Jiang Hao directly grabbed the Sky Elephant's leg with both hands.

"Up!"

The three Forces circulated, then merged into one.

The three Forces became one, unleashing terrifying strength beyond imagination.

Jiang Hao seemed to transform into a colossal tiger that held up the heavens and stood upon the earth.

He forcibly lifted the Sky Elephant.

Rumble!

Jiang Hao smashed the Sky Elephant heavily into the ground.

The Sky Elephant let out a mournful cry and stopped moving.

At that moment, the Tower Spirit was truly shocked. "What?"

"Jiang Hao's combat power just now exceeded 1,200, and there were fluctuations of three kinds of force within his body."

"A child not even ten years old, merely at ming jin, yet his combat power already exceeds 1,200?"

Although the Tower Spirit had seen many geniuses,

a genius like Jiang Hao was still exceedingly rare.

"Congratulations. You have passed the third floor of the Desolate Heaven Tower. Here is the third drop of Blood of Origin. Go."

The Tower Spirit bestowed another drop of Blood of Origin upon him.

Jiang Hao immediately swallowed it.

His body began to boil once more, but it soon fell silent again, without any further movement.

This sight made the Tower Spirit pause slightly.

"Three drops of Blood of Origin, yet there has been no reaction at all within your body?"

The Tower Spirit could not help asking.

"A reaction?"

"It is not really that there was no reaction. Sometimes I felt cold, sometimes hot, and it was rather comfortable. Does that count as a reaction?"

"..."

The Tower Spirit fell silent.

"It seems your talent in bloodlines is not high. Perhaps there is no particularly powerful bloodline within your body, either."

"Under normal circumstances, after consuming three drops of Blood of Origin, some characteristics of your bloodline would surely emerge. You might even be able to wield a portion of your bloodline's power."

Hearing this, Jiang Hao could not help retorting, "Is there a possibility that my bloodline is simply too powerful and too deeply hidden, and three drops of Blood of Origin are not enough to awaken it?"

The Tower Spirit did not refute him.

"Words are useless!"

"If you can continue passing through the Desolate Heaven Tower and obtain more Blood of Origin, then you will naturally learn just how gifted your bloodline truly is."

"Fine. To the fourth floor."

Jiang Hao nodded.

Although he knew that awakening his bloodline would require at least one hundred drops of Blood of Origin,

even clearing all nine floors of the Desolate Heaven Tower would only earn him nine drops of Blood of Origin.

Still, obtaining more Blood of Origin was ultimately a good thing.

Besides, passing the Ninth Floor of the Desolate Heaven Tower and becoming an Inner Disciple of the Huangtian Sect—that was Jiang Hao's true goal!

Thus, with a wave of the Tower Spirit's hand, Jiang Hao was sent up to the fourth floor of the Desolate Heaven Tower once more.