Waking Up

Yang Shanshan and Jiang Yuanjie were panting heavily, their bodies covered in numerous wounds, and their Origin Force was nearly depleted after the intense exertion.

In fact, three figures were already hovering high above the valley.

The aura emanating from these three figures was terrifyingly formidable; they stood upon the void, all of them being experts at the Martial Venerable level.

The leader was none other than Ji Jia's father, Ji Xiangfeng. His aura was not overtly displayed, yet it gave off a feeling of unfathomable depth.

The two men behind him were both elite teachers, possessing the strength of a seventh-rank low-level Martial Venerable.

At this moment, one of the men behind Ji Xiangfeng asked, "Vice Principal Ji, your daughter has already lost consciousness. Are you not going to intervene and rescue her?"

According to the rules of the mock exam, students whose Recorder was destroyed or who had no strength left would be taken away by them for treatment, which also signified their elimination.

The two elite teachers looked puzzled.

When they saw the pack of beasts surrounding Ji Jia and the others, they had actually already arrived above the valley to prevent student casualties. Ji Xiangfeng, as Ji Jia's father, had even volunteered to come.

However, now that Ji Jia had already fallen unconscious and suffered heavy injuries, they should have taken her away for treatment immediately according to the rules.

Yet, as Ji Jia's father, Ji Xiangfeng turned a blind eye. His face remained expressionless, so indifferent that it was almost cold.

The two elite teachers behind him were both confused, but they did not say anything more. Ji Xiangfeng was Ji Jia's father and must have had his own plans.

Furthermore, as a mid-level Martial Venerable with an eighth-rank bloodline, Ji Xiangfeng was fully capable of intervening at the first moment, so the two elite teachers did not pay much attention to it.

They continued to observe the situation in the valley with their spiritual sense, while the beasts remained completely unaware that three people had appeared above the valley at this moment.

"What should we do?" Yang Shanshan's face was anxious; she was already struggling to hold on, and more wounds had appeared on her back.

Jiang Yuanjie was gritting his teeth even harder, his body bearing even more wounds than Yang Shanshan's.

He roared, "Mu Qing! Ling Fei! You two bastards, hurry up and wake up to help!"

A muffled, deep sound suddenly rang out.

This sound was ethereal, like the beating of a drum, strong and powerful, yet it was unclear where it originated.

Yang Shanshan and Jiang Yuanjie were stunned, and immediately after, the sounds multiplied, as if coming from all directions, causing their ears to resonate.

"It's Mu Qing!" Jiang Yuanjie glanced out of the corner of his eye and suddenly discovered that the Purple Lightning Bamboo was hovering above Mu Qing's head, diffusing a purple mist.

And that formless sound seemed to possess some kind of power, creating ripples within the purple mist.

Suddenly.

A terrifying aura surged out from Mu Qing's body, rising like a rolling wind pressure.

The Purple Lightning Bamboo above his head, though only a small section of bamboo, was wreathed in dense mist, with lightning flashing and thunder rumbling inside; the bamboo itself was crystal clear.

There had originally been five patterns on the Purple Lightning Bamboo, which were very profound and symbolized Mu Qing's cultivation at the fifth stage of Blood Qi.

But now, the Purple Lightning Bamboo trembled slightly, and a new pattern emerged—it was the sixth pattern!

This meant that his cultivation had already reached the sixth stage of Blood Qi!

Mu Qing opened his eyes abruptly, his gaze like lightning, dazzling and incomparable.

He stood up, took a stride to stand before Yang Shanshan, and unleashed a Thunderstorm Fist. Four bolts of scorching white lightning exploded, slamming heavily into the chest of an ape at the sixth stage of Blood Qi.

Mu Qing's expression was cold, and the scorching white lightning on his fists was brighter than ever, his Origin Force terrifyingly thick.

The four bolts of scorching white lightning exploded, nearly blasting four large, bloody holes into the ape's body.

With a bang, the sixth-stage Blood Qi ape collapsed to the ground, its body completely charred, skin torn and flesh mangled, blood flowing all over the ground.

Yang Shanshan and Jiang Yuanjie were both dumbfounded.

They were also at the sixth stage of Blood Qi, but they did not possess such terrifying power and could not kill a beast of the same level in a single strike.

"Roar!"

At this moment, a black shadow charged toward Mu Qing, roaring; it was a giant gray wolf, also possessing the strength of the sixth stage of Blood Qi.

Mu Qing's lips curled slightly, and a sensation appeared in his mind, instantly piercing through the giant gray wolf's weakness.

Dazzling scorching white lightning coiled around his arm, and he threw a punch. Four bolts of scorching white lightning shot out in a strange trajectory, exploding upon the giant gray wolf's body.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Bloody holes exploded one after another, and the giant gray wolf let out a wail before collapsing to the ground, unable to rise again.

Yang Shanshan and Jiang Yuanjie were both stunned.

"Could it be that this guy really has the strength of the seventh stage of Blood Qi?" Yang Shanshan's rosy lips parted, her face filled with disbelief.

They had guessed before that Mu Qing would possess the strength of the seventh stage of Blood Qi after his breakthrough, but they hadn't expected it to be true!

"Roar!"

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Two apes at the sixth stage of Blood Qi charged out, targeting Mu Qing, their sharp claws glinting with cold light.

At this moment, both of Mu Qing's fists were wrapped in scorching white lightning. He threw both fists out, and a total of eight bolts of scorching white lightning exploded.

With a bang, the two sixth-stage Blood Qi apes were blasted away just like that, charred black and completely dead.

Mu Qing stood there, wisps of electric arcs coiling around his body.

He now truly possessed strength comparable to the seventh stage of Blood Qi, perhaps even exceeding it slightly.

Based on the sensation in his mind, he could perceive his opponent's weaknesses, and every punch he threw carried a lethal threat.

Moreover, within his dantian, there was now an incredibly thick pool of Origin Force, and within it, a small black fish was swimming.

This small black fish was, surprisingly, Mu Qing's own Blood Spirit!

With the first Blood Spirit in his dantian and the second Blood Spirit in his mind, the combined power of the two spirits and two types of Origin Force caused Mu Qing's combat prowess to soar; ordinary sixth-stage Blood Qi practitioners were no match for him at all.

What puzzled him was that his mysterious father had clearly stated his first Blood Spirit should be the Mad Shark Blood Spirit, so why was the awakened Blood Spirit a tiny, pitch-black fish, small and ink-like, marked with six golden patterns symbolizing his sixth-stage Blood Qi cultivation?

Mu Qing guessed that the Blood Spirit being different from what his mysterious father described might have something to do with the fact that he had been unable to awaken it for so long.

Although the Blood Spirit appeared extremely weak, the Origin Force it provided was exceptionally thick; the streams of Origin Force in his dantian were nearly identical to the surging Origin Force in his mind.

Mu Qing channeled the Origin Force from his dantian, and a cold, chilling aura emanated from it; clearly, this Blood Spirit was of the water attribute.

Regardless, possessing dual Blood Spirits made him incredibly powerful, and the force he could unleash completely surpassed two tons!

"Hahaha! I've broken through!"

Just at that moment, Ling Fei stood up, laughing loudly, his aura surging.

Having only recently broken through to the sixth stage of Blood Qi, he had managed to break through again after consuming the Vermilion Fruit, reaching the seventh stage of Blood Qi!

This speed was terrifying.

Ling Fei regained his senses and immediately assessed the situation. Seeing Ji Jia, who had fallen unconscious, his expression changed abruptly, and he quickly joined the fray to deal with the Gray Wolves and Apes.

With his seventh-stage Blood Qi strength, Ling Fei dealt with these wild beasts with ease, his Sharp Metal Palm striking out repeatedly, even capable of slicing a giant wolf in half at the waist!

"Ling Fei, hold off this group of beasts, I'm going to check on Ji Jia!" Mu Qing roared, kicking a lunging Gray Wolf away.

Ling Fei nodded, positioning his body at the front. The golden light on his palms was blinding, and he held off the large group of beasts single-handedly.

Those Gray Wolves and Apes were somewhat afraid to approach, fearing they would be sliced apart by those palms!

Ling Fei's Origin Force was of the metal attribute, possessing powerful sharpness. Infused with Origin Force, his hands were almost like blades, flashing with golden light, capable of cutting through flesh and blood!

At this moment, Mu Qing arrived at Ji Jia's side.

He saw her arched brows and pale complexion; there were three deep wounds on her abdomen that were still bleeding.

Her snow-white skin was exposed, and her clothes were tattered. Mu Qing covered her with his own clothes, then bandaged her simply, using his Origin Force to seal her wounds.

Certain types of Origin Force had some effect on healing wounds; for instance, the pitch-black fish in Mu Qing's dantian converted into water-attribute Origin Force, which was soft and gentle, suitable for basic treatment.

For example, Song Yalan's wood-attribute Origin Force was even more adept at healing.

Mu Qing took a deep breath, and the Origin Force within his body flowed continuously into Ji Jia.

As his palm pressed against Ji Jia's crystal-clear skin, the soft and smooth sensation caused Mu Qing's heart to flutter involuntarily.

"Eh?"

Suddenly, Mu Qing discovered that as his Origin Force was injected, a blood-red light bloomed from the wounds on Ji Jia's abdomen, healing them at an incredibly rapid pace.

His eyes widened in surprise. Although his water-attribute Origin Force had some healing properties, it shouldn't be this heaven-defying; clearly, an unknown power was helping Ji Jia recover.

Sure enough, the next moment, under Mu Qing's gaze, blood-red light swirled around Ji Jia's abdomen, and a bead, red as blood, emerged.

It was the power released by this bead that caused the wounds on Ji Jia's abdomen to recover, leaving them smooth as jade, as if they had never been injured at all.

Mu Qing's expression was one of astonishment; he hadn't expected Ji Jia to possess such a treasure, capable of restoring injuries at a critical moment.

However, after healing Ji Jia's wounds, this blood bead did not return to her body but instead dove straight into the ground.

"This..." Mu Qing was confused.

He looked at the delicate, pretty face before him and, finding that her complexion had become much more ruddy, finally let out a sigh of relief.

Regardless, Ji Jia's bleeding had stopped, and although she was still unconscious, she was no longer in any serious danger.

"Yang Shanshan!" Mu Qing shouted at Yang Shanshan, signaling for her to take care of Ji Jia.

Yang Shanshan naturally had no objections. She also had some wounds on her body, but she could still hold on, so she hoisted the unconscious Ji Jia onto her back.

Mu Qing turned and left, arriving at Jiang Yuanjie's side to help him deal with the Gray Wolves and Apes.

Jiang Yuanjie had been holding on for a long time; he had more wounds on his body than Yang Shanshan and was already severely injured.

Mu Qing's arrival undoubtedly made things much easier for him. Since his Origin Force was nearly exhausted, Mu Qing told him to step aside to recover his Origin Force and stamina.