Zhou Xuan waved for them to rise. "Don't thank me yet. Come over and line up, one at a time."
He activated his taiyi divine power and dissolved that drop of Blood Pool Origin. The dark-red liquid separated into dozens of extremely fine wisps of bloody mist in his palm, each wrapped in a thin layer of dark-purple Black-Gold Light.
From the outside, the wisps of bloody mist radiated gentle yet abundant vitality, no different from nourishing spirit medicine.
Xie Yuan stepped to the front and voluntarily lowered his Dao Fruit's defenses.
Zhou Xuan pressed a finger against his dantian.
A wisp of bloody mist flowed from his fingertip into Xie Yuan's body, swiftly spreading across the surface of his Dao Fruit and merging perfectly with the dark-purple membrane planted there earlier.
Xie Yuan shuddered.
A surge of blood vitality welled up from deep within his Dao Fruit, flushing through his meridians and nourishing his Spirit Mansion. His spiritual energy fluctuations visibly leaped, and his entire spirit and bearing rose by more than a notch.
"This..." Xie Yuan looked down at his hands, wild joy rising on his face. "Young Master, my cultivation... I think my bottleneck is loosening!"
The others nearly had their eyes fall out of their heads.
"Me too! Give me some, Young Master!"
"Line up, line up!"
Zhou Xuan injected the bloody mist into all fourteen of them, one after another. Each reacted much the same way: first a rush of heat, then a rise in their cultivation fluctuations, and finally they stepped aside with glowing faces, kowtowing furiously to Zhou Xuan.
The entire process took less than an incense stick's worth of time.
The fourteen stood in the hall as though reborn, brimming with blood vitality and spiritual energy.
Xie Yuan rubbed his hands together,