"The middle volume?" Black Radiance looked Divine Turtle Old Man up and down. "To reach the peak of the eighth step using only the middle volume of the Blood Radiance Scripture, you must be quite extraordinary, fellow Daoist."
Having only the middle volume of the Blood Radiance Scripture was like having neither head nor tail. One had to guess how to begin, and recklessly cultivating under those circumstances could easily lead to serious problems.
Divine Turtle Old Man had reached the peak of the eighth step with that scripture alone, a testament to his astonishing comprehension.
"I have some comprehension and a little good fortune. My talent is simply somewhat lacking."
Divine Turtle Old Man shook his head. Had his talent been a little better, perhaps he truly could have glimpsed the supreme domain of the ninth step.
Unfortunately, never mind the ninth step-if he could not find enough fated bloodthirst vine now, he would not even be able to remain at the seventh step.
To slow the decline of his cultivation, he spent most of his time asleep, refusing to wake whenever he could.
"The Dark Hall has fated bloodthirst vine. How much do you need, fellow Daoist Turtle?" Black Radiance asked.
"The more, the better. I am willing to pay for it." Divine Turtle Old Man smiled bitterly. "My body is already riddled with lethal blood toxin. If this drags on any longer, my life will be in danger."
"The Blood Radiance Scripture is that overbearing?" Ying Chuan asked curiously.
"Extremely so. Although it accelerates cultivation, the price is immense. Those who fail to keep it under control end up like me, constantly plagued by blood toxin until their cultivation falls and they die," Divine Turtle Old Man said.
"Accelerates cultivation..."
Ying Chuan was tempted. Right now, he