In the wilderness, Lu Ye lay flat on a massive boulder while Hua Ci knelt beside him, gently kneading his arm. As she worked, streams of pure wood spiritual power flowed into Lu Ye's body, penetrating deep into his flesh and mending the hidden injuries invisible to the naked eye.
Li Baxian sat awkwardly nearby, while Feng Yuechan stood guard some distance away. A Formation had already been set up around them.
There was no need to hunt for treasure now. After that battle, Lu Ye had been seriously injured. Though he was not completely drained, every inch of his flesh ached terribly, and at the moment, he did not even have the strength to move a finger.
When Lu Ye had first obtained the Blood Dye Spiritual Pattern, he had known that he possessed another means of dealing with powerful enemies. Yet in all this time, he had never had a chance to test it—until just now.
This Spiritual Pattern was truly formidable. By devouring Lu Ye's blood, it enhanced his strength; the more blood it consumed, the greater the enhancement.
The course of that battle had made it clear. When they had first clashed, Lu Ye had been no match for that Ghost Cultivator. Whether in strength or speed, the other man far surpassed him, and he could even wield Controlled Artifacts.
But as the Blood Dye Spiritual Pattern continued to take effect, the gap between them had gradually been erased, until Lu Ye had even surpassed his opponent.
Moreover, Lu Ye felt that Blood Dye had not yet reached the limit of its enhancement. If it could devour more blood, the boost it granted him would be even greater.
If he encountered opponents stronger than himself in the future, so long as they did not kill him