Su Xin removed his mask. At his feet lay Han Jiangli's utterly miserable corpse.
His meridians had been shredded by sword qi, his bones pulverized by tremendous force, and his dantian pierced through by finger force, causing him to bleed dry. Su Xin had deliberately mangled the corpse to this extent; even if Medicine King Valley's physicians, who specialized in studying the mysteries of the human body, came to examine it, they would never discover anything amiss.
Having drawn all the qi and blood from Han Jiangli's body, Su Xin shook his head somewhat regretfully and forced most of the absorbed qi and blood out of his body, creating the illusion that Han Jiangli's blood had seeped into the ground.
Su Xin was not merely trying to arrange a flawless crime scene. The truth was that he had no time to refine this qi and blood.
Naturally, Su Xin knew both the benefits and drawbacks of the Spirit-Shifting Blood-Exchange Technique. Absorbing the blood of a Yang Spirit Realm martial artist brought him more power than several years of secluded bitter cultivation ever could.
Of course, while this rapidly acquired power affected one's state of mind, it also left many impurities within the body, making one's power no longer "pure."
After Su Xin had absorbed the blood of Wu Zhiqi from the Huanxi Cult, he had spent an entire year in seclusion before completely eliminating the side effects. But now, Su Xin did not have that much time to cultivate in seclusion, so he could only crudely force out a large amount of qi and blood, expelling the impurities along with it.
Naturally, this method was far less effective than carefully refining the qi and blood. At the very least, he would gain one-third less power than he would have after