Blood Sacrifice

Chapter 13: Blood Sacrifice

After spending several days meticulously reviewing and studying the blood sacrifice technique for spirit ghosts within the Ghost Taming Art, and ensuring all preparations were complete and his spirit, energy, and mind were at their peak, Lei Dong finally began. His consciousness merged with the Soul Nurturing Pagoda, firmly locking onto the newly formed spirit ghost. The weakness he felt a few days prior had vanished, thanks to the nourishment from the Soul Nurturing Pagoda.

This spirit ghost seemed to sense what was about to happen, wailing and thrashing about, attempting to escape a place that had felt so comfortable. However, the profound mysteries of the Soul Nurturing Pagoda were far beyond the comprehension of a spirit ghost whose intelligence was undeveloped, retaining only primal, beast-like instincts. It hit wall after wall, yet remained perpetually locked by Lei Dong's consciousness.

Simultaneously, Lei Dong chanted incantations, continuously channeling his Profound Yin True Qi into the Soul Nurturing Pagoda. Amplified by the pagoda, it descended upon the spirit ghost with immense pressure. The spirit ghost immediately trembled, dissolving into mist and curling up, daring not to make the slightest move. Only then did Lei Dong probe its interior with his consciousness. However, after a violent tremor, the spirit ghost began to resist fiercely. A colossal spiritual pressure, like Mount Tai, bore down upon it.

This time, Lei Dong showed no mercy. His Profound Yin True Qi condensed once more, transforming into a raging fire within the Soul Nurturing Pagoda, severely punishing the spirit ghost that dared to resist. In less than a few dozen breaths, the continuously howling spirit ghost was on the verge of death, emitting a mental wave of surrender. Lei Dong then withdrew his True Qi and re-invaded with his consciousness. Now, the spirit ghost did not dare to resist in the slightest.

The entire process felt unfamiliar, yet after half an hour, Lei Dong finally succeeded in initially refining this spirit ghost. Of course, to transform it into a ghost servant for his own use, a blood sacrifice was still necessary. At this point, Lei Dong had complete control over the spirit ghost's life and death; with a single thought, it would vanish into thin air. Furthermore, the master's death meant the servant's demise. No matter how high the spirit ghost's rank might become in the future, this bond could not be severed.

With this, Lei Dong could now release it without fear of any harm, not even a stray thought directed at him. Upon being released, the spirit ghost appeared somewhat listless. However, perhaps due to its prolonged confinement, its rare emergence saw it transform into a wisp of mist, dancing up and down within the small cultivation room. It occasionally let out ghost howls that represented joy.

"Come here," Lei Dong beckoned. In truth, a master did not need words to command a subordinate ghost servant. A mere thought was enough for it to understand. Even if ordered to its death, it would not hesitate. Of course, the entire refining process was only halfway complete, making complete mental communion impossible.

Understanding Lei Dong's intent, the spirit ghost immediately flew to his side and remained motionless.

Lei Dong nodded with satisfaction, steeled himself, and cut the skin of his finger. Drops of blood seeped out. Under his mental command, the spirit ghost immediately pounced, transforming into a small mass that tightly enveloped Lei Dong's finger. The blood also turned into mist, merging with the spirit ghost.

The entire process lasted for a good part of the day. Gradually, Lei Dong's complexion turned pale, eventually losing all color, a sign of excessive blood loss.

However, the spirit ghost's aura grew increasingly potent, its form turning a deep red. This was the blood sacrifice. Only a spirit ghost that had undergone a blood sacrifice could be called a ghost servant and become incredibly powerful. Just as Lei Dong felt he was about to faint if he continued to lose blood, the ghost servant finally released his finger. It floated to the side, its entire body a deep red, pulsing.

Lei Dong immediately sat down cross-legged, took a Lesser Vitality Pill, and eagerly began cultivating. For a full night, the expended True Qi was completely restored. However, his complexion remained as pale as a ghost. Significant blood loss, especially of vital essence blood, could not be recovered in a short time. Fortunately, he had anticipated this outcome before the blood sacrifice and had already instructed his servant to prepare ample food to restore his Vital Energy and essence blood.

After a hearty meal, Lei Dong finally had the leisure to examine his ghost servant. At this moment, it had fallen to the ground, forming a blood cocoon the size of a soccer ball, emitting a strong smell of blood. According to the Ghost Taming Art, spirit ghosts needed time to digest the results of the blood sacrifice.

Lei Dong also required a considerable amount of time to recover the True Qi and essence blood lost during the blood sacrifice. This involved not only meditation and cultivation but also dietary supplements. Fortunately, this was the Yin Sha Sect, and more specifically, the Myriad Ghost Cave, where cultivating the Ghost Taming Art was commonplace. The servants were well-versed in the dietary needs after a blood sacrifice.

Time flew by, and half a month passed.

Lei Dong's body had recovered by more than half, though his complexion was still somewhat pale. However, the ghost servant had emerged from its cocoon. Its soul body was now condensed and luminous, seemingly radiating a powerful energy. The ghost servant's spherical body continuously twisted and changed. Gradually, it grew limbs, a torso, and even manifested a semi-transparent energy armor and a blade and shield, its physique robust and somewhat imposing.

This transformation delighted Lei Dong. It was indeed a spirit ghost. Although it was merely a low-grade spirit ghost, after a single blood sacrifice, it had evolved into a ghost soldier. While Lei Dong's examination revealed it was only a first-level ghost soldier, equivalent in strength to a cultivator at the first layer of the Qi Refining Stage, he was immensely satisfied. Ordinary Yin Souls, even after a blood sacrifice, could never reach the level of a first-level ghost soldier.

Moreover, ordinary inferior ghosts grew extremely slowly, and leveling up was exceptionally difficult. It was like humans: those with spiritual roots, even very poor ones, could cultivate, albeit at a slower and more challenging pace. The worst might advance to the first layer of the Qi Refining Stage within two to three years. However, those without spiritual roots would find it difficult to reach the first layer of the Qi Refining Stage without special opportunities, taking ten to twenty years. This was why even ten million inferior ghosts were not as valuable as a single spirit ghost.

If not for being absolutely desperate, no one would willingly use an inferior ghost for a blood sacrifice. It had been over half a month, and Lei Dong still had not fully recovered, his body remaining very weak. To make such a sacrifice for a futureless inferior ghost would undoubtedly lead to reluctance. However, for this spirit ghost, Lei Dong was more than willing.

Of course, if this ghost soldier also possessed innate spells, it would be even more formidable. However, even without innate spells, it was fine; another blood sacrifice might grant it spells. Naturally, having innate spells from the start was best. It was impossible to perform another blood sacrifice on this ghost soldier in the short term. Besides, the chance of a ghost soldier learning spells through blood sacrifice was not high, at most twenty to thirty percent. Some individuals might perform over a dozen blood sacrifices without learning any spells. Lei Dong hastily employed the Ghost Taming Art, ordering the ghost soldier to activate its skill.

With a crisp "Screech," the translucent and crystalline ghost soldier instantly turned a deep red. Its previously peaceful eyes became bloodshot and ferocious. The entire ghost soldier's aura sharpened considerably.

It's the Bloodthirsty Art~

Lei Dong couldn't help but shout excitedly. Although the Bloodthirsty Art was a very common spell for Ghost Soldiers, it didn't mean it was a trash spell. Usually, after a Ghost Soldier cast the Bloodthirsty Art, they would become exceptionally ferocious, their combat power increasing by thirty percent while ignoring defense. However, the duration was only that of one incense stick. And the Bloodthirsty Art wasn't a spell that could be used continuously in a short period. But even so, it greatly increased the combat power of this Ghost Soldier.

"Awesome~" The gloomy mood from not capturing a Spirit Ghost for three consecutive months vanished. Lei Dong had every reason to believe that among cultivators of the same level, he would hold a significant advantage, after all, it was two against one. Of course, there were many powerful spells in the world, and nothing was absolute. Fortunately, the miraculous spell, the Ghost Taming Art, didn't restrict one from bringing only one Spirit Ghost. If he brought three or more Ghost Soldiers, he would truly be rarely matched among peers.

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