Simply collecting the Lin Household's essence blood was not enough.
"The blood source must be carefully chosen!"
Long Qingyun's tone was grave. "Lin Yan is already an Other Shore Realm cultivator, and his bloodline is pure. The blood essence of ordinary clansmen is far too mixed; Divine Court will expose it the moment they test it. We must find a branch of the clan whose bloodline is closest to the ancestors', then refine the Lin Household's origin bloodline. Only then can we muddle through."
"I have a technique for condensing origin essence blood. It was originally a method used by evil cultivators for harvesting blood, but it will not be difficult for you to perform. Provided the blood source comes from close branches, roughly twenty drops of blood essence can be condensed into one drop of origin." Long Qingyun added.
Qin He nodded, already having an idea in mind.
Early the next morning, Lin Song and several clan elders arrived as scheduled.
Qin He sat upright in the seat of honor, the pressure of the Late Other Shore Realm faintly radiating around him, pressing the elders until they barely dared to breathe.
"Although I was fortunate enough to break through after escaping my predicament, my origin was also damaged." His tone was calm, yet carried an unquestionable authority. "I need to borrow the clan disciples' blood essence to refine my origin and stabilize my realm."
The moment those words were spoken, Lin Song and the others not only showed no hesitation, but their faces lit up with delight.
The Great Elder's origin had been damaged. If they could help him recover, their own status in the future would only become more secure.
Forget borrowing blood essence—even if they had been asked to surrender their cultivation, they would have done so