The Origin of the Blood Trial (Seeking Reads)

The Prison Clan has no virtual universe like humanity, so they can only resort to the most primitive method: gathering large numbers of their weaker members and forcing them to slaughter each other.

This is what they call the Prison Clan Trial!

It's like raising venomous insects in a jar!

Depending on the scale of the trial, the death rate and cruelty vary.

There is one where only 10 survive out of 10,000, called the Purple Trial.

There is one where only 100 survive out of 100,000, called the Cyan Trial.

The most terrifying is the one where only 100 survive out of 1,000,000, called the Blood Trial.

But there's no denying that this method does indeed produce wave after wave of fresh blood for the Prison Clan.

Beyond that, the various tribes within the Prison Clan are constantly at war with each other, with countless lives lost each time, yet also strong individuals continuously emerging.

These measures are quite favorable to the upper echelons, as they can harvest batch after batch of elite seeds for focused cultivation.

But for those at the bottom, it's still far too cruel and bloody.

There are even many times when they can't gather enough clansmen to start a trial, and then some strong individuals will descend upon the lower ranks of various tribes, forcibly seizing large numbers of bottom-tier clansmen to participate.

The adoptive father standing before Wu Sheng had his three sons forcibly taken away when they were at Planet Grade. The strong individual who took them merely left behind a single Cosmic Coin and went on his way.

A single Cosmic Coin, if placed in human territory, would barely be enough to buy a Planet Grade slave.

Now, Wu Sheng bringing up the Blood Trial again naturally pains this father, who has lost three sons, deeply.

"Are you really going?"

The Black-Armored Ape's eyes were red, partly from the tragic fate of his three sons, and partly from worry for this adopted son of his.

He never expected his courage to be so great, daring to voluntarily propose participating in the most terrifying of all trials, the Blood Trial.

"Yes!"

Wu Sheng's gaze remained firm.

Because there was no time!

The Planet Grade Blood Trial is held once every hundred years. He had already stepped into Planet Grade over a decade ago. At this rate, even if he didn't eat or drink, by the time the next Planet Grade Blood Trial opened, he would already be at Star Grade.

But the Star Grade Blood Trial is held once every thousand years, and the next one won't come for another six hundred years.

In other words, if he missed the Planet Grade Blood Trial three months from now, he would have to wait six hundred years to participate in the Star Grade Blood Trial.

That was not something he could afford to wait for!

Even if it was just a delay of six hundred years, it meant his strength would lag behind by six hundred years before it could rapidly improve. Falling behind by this step would almost mean falling behind for life.

Especially now that he urgently needed to open the Time-Space Shop. The longer he delayed, the heavier the burden on him would become.

There was another factor: his identity as a Special Lifeform.

Although he, as the weakest Special Lifeform, started out no stronger than other Special Lifeforms or even a Golden-Horned Giant Beast of the same level, his current advantage lay in perfect Psychic Amplification and perfect Telekinetic Amplification.

You see, among most reproductive races, those born with perfect physical and psychic amplification are very rare.

Especially at Planet Grade, their amplification is generally around 20 times, while his was 100 times. This was a major capital for him to challenge those above his level.

If he waited until Star Grade to participate in the Blood Trial, there would likely be many strong individuals with 30 or even 40 times amplification, and his advantage would drop significantly.

This was his only advantage in the early stages.

If he used it well, he could grow rapidly in the Planet Grade Blood Trial and ultimately stand out.

As for other things, like Domains, Laws, and other types of secret techniques from his inherited memories, he had none.

This was also why Wu Sheng complained that his Special Lifeform, the "Soul-Devouring Demon Tank," was a scam.

If he could do it over, he definitely wouldn't choose this Special Lifeform that only painted him a rosy picture. He'd just honestly pick a Golden-Horned Giant Beast from the start. Not only would he have clones, but his inherited memories would also contain a wealth of secret techniques to learn.

"How about this: come back with me first, and we'll discuss it properly. If you truly decide on this, I can only support you."

The Black-Armored Ape sighed, but he still wasn't giving up, hoping to use this time to persuade Wu Sheng to change his mind.

Wu Sheng followed the Black-Armored Ape back to their dwelling, a stone courtyard only a few dozen meters wide, with a few stone houses inside.

This was one of the tens of millions of weak branches of the Wu Gang Clan. The strongest among them, the Wu Gang Clan Chief, was only at Star Grade Ninth Order.

It was said that the Wu Gang Clan had five main branches, thirteen secondary branches, and thousands of medium branches. The strongest of the Wu Gang Clan was a great Immortal God, Lord Wu Ci.

In this treacherous region of the Prison Clan, aside from a small portion designated as training grounds, most of it was used to provide bloody slaughter as a means of tempering.

Even though the Wu Gang Clan had a great Immortal God sitting in charge, he dared not defy the resolutions of those higher-ups.

The entire Wu Gang Clan had thus been scattered into hundreds of millions of branches. After so many years of constant destruction and replenishment, it had only managed to maintain a situation of tens of millions of weak branches.

Now, the Bone Snail Clan, which was at war with this branch of the Wu Gang Clan, wasn't much better off. Although it was said that the main Bone Snail Clan was larger, in this weak branch, the Wu Gang Clan held the advantage.

Wu Sheng lay on his small bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

He never expected that in his past life, he was a feared assassin, and now here he was, about to return to his old trade.

Killing, to others, might be rare, but to him... it was a necessity for survival.

To survive, one must kill! As an assassin, if you don't kill your enemy, you can only be killed by them.

Knock knock knock!

A sudden knock sounded at the door.

Wu Sheng hurried over to open it, only to see his nominal "foster father" had already taken off his black armor and changed into a simple set of robes.

In this branch, many members of the Wu Gang Clan didn't have specific names—just as Wu Sheng himself was called Black Boy, this foster father of his was known as Xuan Gang.

"What, didn't expect me to come?"

Xuan Gang smiled warmly.

"Honestly, I thought you'd let me stew for a while longer." Wu Sheng nodded frankly.

"As much as I wanted to, I'm still afraid your time might run short. I know your nature—once you've made a decision, there's basically no stopping you. But I still wanted to come and ask: have you truly decided?"

Xuan Gang looked seriously at Wu Sheng, trying to catch a hint of hesitation in those blood-red eyes.

But he failed, because Wu Sheng merely nodded calmly again.

"Since that's the case, I won't try to talk you out of it! When you participate in the Blood Trial, weapons and battle robes will be issued automatically to ensure you have some survival capability—at least that much I'm at ease about."

"The only thing I can't rest easy about is your strength. I'm not strong enough myself, my wife passed away early, I struggled to raise three children only to have them forcibly taken away. Now, this is the only thing I have that can help you get stronger quickly—so take it!"

Xuan Gang finished speaking, then took out a Cyan Jade Box, placed it on the table, and slowly opened it.

Wu Sheng turned to look, and saw inside a Deep Blue Crystal about ten centimeters in size, with drifting white specks of light suspended within it, like a beautiful blue starry sky.

But Wu Sheng's eyes went wide, because he recognized what it was... it was a Cosmic Crystal.