"A stranger has actually shown up. I've never seen him before. Yueyu, you dared to place such a heavy wager—don't tell me you're pinning your hopes on this human slave."
Yueyu gave a cold snort. The Blood-Ghost Gu was a sinister thing from the Demon Race. It was of little use to Spirit Transformation cultivators, but for Nascent Soul cultivators, it was fiendishly difficult to deal with. To tame one successfully, its owner had to feed it copious amounts of fresh blood every day—not only from enemies, but from the cultivator himself. Ordinary cultivators couldn't sustain such an enormous drain; sooner or later, they'd be bled dry and die.
Perhaps only the twelfth-tier body cultivator before her, with his extraordinarily powerful physique, far beyond that of an ordinary cultivator, could manage it. With a steady supply of pills to replenish him, it was entirely feasible for him to combine the Blood-Ghost Gu with his own metal-element blood-qi power and raise it into the Golden Rainbow Blood Gu it was now. Yueyu had originally had quite a bit of confidence in Lu Xiaotian, but seeing this scene, she couldn't help wavering.
"Another fool here to die. Lord Langdu, looks like I might have to fight three battles today and bring you the wager and my enemies' heads all at once." Seeing that Lu Xiaotian's aura was imperceptible, the old body cultivator sneered.
"Live through this round first," Lu Xiaotian said calmly. He raised one hand, and seven Demon-Suppressing Towers circled above his palm. A pure, tranquil aura of Buddhist power rippled from them, dispelling much of the blood-soaked savagery hanging over the grass.
"Arrogant!" The old body cultivator raised his golden spear. It instantly transformed into a towering spear-image, over ten zhang tall, and thrust straight at Lu Xiaotian. The three