The Function of Crimson Bloodstone

In the early morning, the sun rose in the east, and its rays squeezed into the room through the window.

Chen Mo stepped into the room and first inspected himself. After making preparations, he took out the Crimson Bloodstone.

Yesterday, he hadn't rashly infused his inner energy into it. This Crimson Bloodstone was obtained from the gray fog, and if something went wrong and he was dragged into the gray fog again, the risk would be too great.

However, such a situation shouldn't occur during the day, so he could try it.

The most important thing was that there were gongs and drums during the day. Chen Mo had just gone out and brought back a gong and drum. If he encountered problems while infusing inner energy, he could still use them to save himself.

Admittedly, his current preparations might be excessive, and it was likely all for nothing.

But this kind of thing is either useless, or it will save your life when you truly need it.

Compared to the wasted time and effort, Chen Mo valued his life more.

Having made all the preparations, he guided a wisp of inner energy from his dantian and infused it into the Crimson Bloodstone in his right palm.

Instantly, the Crimson Bloodstone, which had long since dimmed, became translucent again. Waves of blood-colored light were released, and the Crimson Bloodstone instantly turned to dust.

A mass of blood energy then surged into Chen Mo's body along his arm, almost in the blink of an eye.

Chen Mo's complexion instantly turned crimson, and his entire body became extremely hot, turning red.

The amount of blood energy surging in during this short period was simply too much. Even with his current strength, it was quite difficult to digest and absorb it.

Chen Mo decisively removed all his clothes and stood naked in the room. He picked up a nearby towel, dipped it in water, and wiped himself all over.

Under the effect of his body temperature, the water continuously turned into steam. As the mass of blood energy surged into his body, the Mortal Transformation Pearl immediately activated, rapidly absorbing this excess blood energy.

Chen Mo felt inspired and began practicing the Greedy Wolf Seven Kill Fist. His body was filled with blood energy, to the point where it was almost overflowing.

Therefore, the effect of this cultivation was incredibly good. Just one round of the fist technique was equivalent to dozens of rounds in the past.

However, after completing the set of fist techniques, all the blood energy in Chen Mo's body had been absorbed and converted by him.

A considerable portion of it was absorbed by the Mortal Transformation Pearl. The Mortal Transformation Pearl, which originally only had thirty percent blood essence, now had nearly sixty percent accumulated within it.

The amount of blood essence increased this time was equivalent to his accumulation over two months.

If he had two or three more such stones, he could undergo his third Mortal Transformation now.

Furthermore, his inner energy did not increase much, only by an amount equivalent to six or seven days of hard training.

This was normal. After all, most of the blood energy was absorbed by the Mortal Transformation Pearl, and Chen Mo had not converted it into inner energy.

If he had converted all of it into inner energy, then his dantian's inner energy would have made significant progress.

However, compared to inner energy cultivation, Mortal Transformation brought him greater improvement.

Therefore, Chen Mo's priority was still to improve his physical body. Inner energy cultivation currently only served to add a finishing touch.

If he could get two or three more such Crimson Bloodstones, he could accumulate enough blood essence now and wouldn't have to waste time waiting.

But Chen Mo knew that obtaining such Crimson Bloodstones would not be easy.

The situation within the gray fog was too complex. He could now easily defeat blood monkeys, and even two or three of them would not be his match.

But who could guarantee that there were no other more powerful and bizarre creatures within the gray fog besides blood monkeys?

Moreover, he had been lucky last time. When he fell into the gray fog, he hadn't immediately encountered blood monkeys.

Chen Mo dared not gamble that his luck would be good next time.

What's more, he still knew very little about the gray fog. The idea that beating gongs and drums could dispel the gray fog was his guess, and it had not been truly verified yet.

He wasn't sure if beating gongs and drums within the gray fog could dispel it.

Even if these issues were not considered, Chen Mo had an even more important problem to solve.

That was how to enter the gray fog!

Thinking about how to get out required a foundation: how to get in.

Compared to how to escape the gray fog, Chen Mo was even more unclear about how to enter it, and how to ensure his safety once inside.

In fact, up to now, with the information he could access based on his status, there were no descriptions of the gray fog, not even a single word.

He had even subtly asked his adoptive father why people had to be arranged to beat gongs to announce the time in the military camp, doing something that was completely meaningless.

Even if time needed to be announced, announcing once in the morning and once in the evening would be sufficient. There was no need to waste manpower at other times.

However, his adoptive father did not offer any explanation for this matter, only saying that it was a military order and must be executed without reason.

The imperial court had always done it this way, so he just had to follow suit and not try any clever tricks. He repeatedly warned him that if he were to lead an army in the future, he could be lax in other matters, but he must not be lax in this one.

Even without stating why, the stern warning that he absolutely had to do this revealed a lot.

Either he also didn't know, but he knew that this matter was extremely serious and could not be neglected.

Or he knew, but for some reason, he couldn't tell Chen Mo, nor could he tell anyone who didn't know about it.

Coupled with the existence of the Ruin Realm in this world, many things became clear.

The gray fog was very likely a Ruin Realm that covered the entire world. And the more people who knew about a Ruin Realm, the more bizarre and stronger it would become.

Therefore, the imperial court was doing its best to suppress this information, trying not to let anyone know about the existence of the gray fog.

Of course, this was just Chen Mo's guess, or perhaps the gray fog, as a ruin realm, was particularly special.

Otherwise, if the more people knew about a ruin, the stronger it became, he clearly wouldn't have survived the gray fog back then.

Regardless of which it was, Chen Mo had no intention of exploring the gray fog again in the short term. His strength was insufficient, and there was no need to take such a risk now.

However, the rewards for exploring the gray fog were indeed quite high. If there was an opportunity to understand the gray fog better, then he could consider exploring it again.

After all, the gains from doing so were much faster than accumulating them slowly over time.

After carefully putting away the powder that the Crimson Bloodstone had turned into, Chen Mo put on his clothes, returned the gongs and drums first, and then rushed to the mess hall for breakfast.

He arrived neither too early nor too late today; many personal guards had already gathered in the mess hall.

Chen Mo first took eight large plates of steamed buns and two dishes of pickles to eat. After he was full, he drank five bowls of millet porridge.

This simple and unpretentious breakfast was thus concluded.

The following time was still endless training and cultivation. Time flew by, and nearly a month passed. Chen Mo was finally about to set off for Prefecture City to take the xiucai examination.