Blood techniques could generally only be performed by Sixth Grade experts.
Why?
Because to perform a blood technique, one first had to learn it, and the learning process consumed an immense amount of vital blood—something impossible below Sixth Grade.
Yet as long as Jiang Ping's Martial Bone was fully unsealed, he could directly master this technique without spending time cultivating it.
He could thus use the scant vital blood in his body to perform it ahead of time.
"Soon, I'll be able to use it," Jiang Ping murmured.
With ample resources at his disposal, he continued immersing himself in cultivation.
If he wished to catch up to the geniuses from the great regions, or even stand shoulder to shoulder with certain Prodigies backed by family backgrounds, he naturally could not slack off and had to work diligently.
Of course, the feeling of rapidly increasing his strength also gave Jiang Ping more than enough motivation.
In the blink of an eye, another two months passed.
Within an antique residence, inside a quiet room.
Jiang Ping examined himself inwardly.
At this moment, the bones in his body had turned crystalline, lustrous and smooth, flawless as jade without a trace of gold. They seemed to carry fine, innate patterns, profound and extraordinary.
The Jade Bone was complete!
And furthermore—
The tiny bone along his spine had fully transformed, crystalline like jade.
Buzz!
The Martial Bone trembled lightly. Jiang Ping caught hold of an indescribably profound thought, and a blood-red gleam flickered in his eyes.
The Innate Blood Technique was in his grasp!
"I wonder whether I can now defeat Chen An, who has been at Sixth Grade for many years, despite being below him in rank?"
Jiang Ping smiled. When he thought of that person—the first person of Yang City, a genius