The vital energy and blood within the Blood Lotus Seed, along with the life force exhaled by the Azure Dragon, rapidly coursed through Wen Chengtian's meridians, spreading throughout every part of his physical body and blending into his blood.
The power of a Mid-grade Fifth-order Blood Lotus Seed was not much in the eyes of a Spirit Transformation Cultivator, yet Wen Chengtian still spent three days completely refining it.
At this moment, a powerful fluctuation of vital energy and blood radiated from Wen Chengtian's body.
Though he could not compare to Wang Daoyuan, he was still far stronger than a Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivator.
After refining the final trace of power from the Blood Lotus Seed, Wen Chengtian stopped circulating his spiritual power.
He rose to his feet and sensed his body.
"For more than three hundred years, I have never felt such strength within myself."
Wang Daoyuan turned the Azure Dragon back into spirit fire and drew it into his body.
"How are your injuries recovering, Fellow Daoist?"
"My vital energy and blood will no longer continue declining. I also succeeded in trying to use spiritual power to transform vital energy and blood.
The conversion efficiency is about the same as what the ancient records described. There should be no problem."
"That is good. I have already fulfilled what I promised you.
As for the Wen family's domestic affairs, it would not be appropriate for an outsider like me to interfere. I will take my leave first."
As he spoke, he took out a jade pendant.
"Once you reclaim the position of Wen family head, crush this jade pendant. I will come collect the reward I am owed."
Wen Chengtian accepted the jade pendant. "Rest assured, Fellow Daoist. I will soon reclaim the position of family head."
Wang