Ten Needles of Medicine a Day, Talent Isn't Important, Lin Tian: So I'm a God?

Lin Tian's face was filled with wild joy at this moment.

He was truly grateful to Blood Fiend right now.

If it weren't for him, he estimated that it would have taken a very long time to see through the essence of his own martial soul, or perhaps he might never have seen through it in his entire life.

Because the Sea Soul Beast was hidden too deeply, he had no way of knowing whether the Sea Soul Beast was still on the Douluo Continent at all, so according to common sense, it would have been impossible for him to know.

Thanks to this series of maneuvers by Blood Fiend, he now knew that his martial soul was the Blood Sea Martial Soul, and most importantly, Blood Fiend had told him that this microscopic Blood Sea could be manifested—this was the most crucial piece of information!

He remembered being unconscious for one day at Red Mountain Academy, but a full year had passed within this Blood Sea; this time ratio was just like the time ratio between the God Realm and the Douluo Continent.

Now, compared to this entire Blood Sea, his physical body in the outside world was like the God Realm, and this Blood Sea was like the Douluo Continent; a one-to-one-year time flow rate gave this Blood Sea infinite possibilities!

He was the master of this Blood Sea Martial Soul, the ruler of this universe; now, this Blood Sea World was equivalent to his private divine kingdom, and he was the only creator god here.

Within the Blood Sea, there were various Blood Cell Monster types, as well as various Sea Soul Beast invasions; now, the Sea Soul Beast had spread throughout the entire Blood Sea and had completely established a firm foothold. This was now a truly living sea area—the Sea of Blood Domain, a Blood Sea that was absurdly vast.

He could only enter it with his soul for the time being, so he couldn't find other ways to manifest it yet, but since this was transformed from his martial soul, and the martial soul was related to the soul, it would inevitably be connected in the future. Therefore, Lin Tian felt absolutely no anxiety about whether he could intervene in the Blood Sea; it was definitely possible.

Thus, Lin Tian began to let his imagination run wild, and the more he thought, the more shocked he became.

Now, the only thing he could do from the outside was to frantically acquire nutrients and energy to accelerate the generation of blood cells; these blood cells would all transform into the Blood Monster types within the Blood Sea, and these would be the endless source of food and energy for the Sea Soul Beast.

And they are a highly efficient source of energy.

After a year of observation, he could sense that the strength of these Sea Soul Beast had undergone a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering change:

After devouring a Red Blood Cell Monster, the speed of these Sea Soul Beast would increase, while their blood energy would also rise;

after devouring a White Blood Cell Monster, their defensive power and immune capabilities would be enhanced;

devouring a Platelet Monster would increase their healing rate;

and T Lymphocyte would strengthen their attack power.

These blood cells were merely blood cells within the blood vessels, but in this microscopic universe, within this entire Blood Sea World, they all carried attribute points on their bodies.

After these Sea Soul Beast devoured these blood cells, they would obtain the corresponding attribute points, enhance their own strength, and then gain the energy contained within them.

These blood cells not only sustained these millions of Sea Soul Beast, but also provided them with a constant stream of attribute points, helping them improve their own attributes

and assisting in their evolution, while he merely consumed his body's energy.

He had only used up half of the card that Zhang Hu had given him, and as for the energy provided by the Dean of Red Mountain Academy previously, he did not know how much it amounted to, but in just one day's time, Lin Tian estimated that he would not have consumed much.

This meant that for such a small amount of money, he had sustained millions of Sea Soul Beast!

Although soul beasts were now extinct, the Federation and various major powers still kept artificially bred soul beasts in captivity, and the cost of cultivating each of these soul beasts was astronomical;

if you wanted to cultivate a soul beast to the thousand-year or even ten-thousand-year level, it might require millions or tens of millions of Federal Coin in resources.

Yet he had raised millions of powerful soul beasts, among which there was no lack of hundred-thousand-year-level fierce beasts, for a full year—

no, it was approaching two years.

According to the flow of time, one day in Douluo Continent was one year in the Blood Sea World;

he had been in a coma for a full day, returned home to cook for himself, then went to a restaurant to eat, encountered an Evil Soul Master, was brought here, and fell into a coma, It had been nearly two days in total, yet he had only spent a few million in resources to sustain millions of soul beasts for two years. To the soul beasts of the Blood Sea World, he was a god in every sense of the word, and this conversion ratio of resources was truly heaven-defying. A single meal of his could generate countless blood cells, and these blood cells were enough to satiate countless Sea Soul Beast. If this could be monetized in the future, it would be equivalent to having infinite resources.

With infinite resources, how could he turn them into profit? It would be difficult in other worlds, but this was the Douluo Continent, a place where one could become a god through faith. He was raising millions of Sea Soul Beast, and this number would continue to grow endlessly. As long as he ate frantically to increase the number of blood cells and provided them with a constant stream of resources, the population of these Sea Soul Beast would expand wildly without limit, for the Blood Sea was unimaginably vast.

Coupled with the one-to-one time ratio, by the time he reached his twenties, ten thousand years would have passed within the Blood Sea. What could he accomplish in those ten thousand years? The first generation of Sea Soul Beast might have all perished, but would the descendants born thereafter still worship Tang San? He could easily usurp that faith; after all, this was his world. He could not imagine what kind of terrifying god he would become if he obtained the power of faith from so many Sea Soul Beast. He might even become a God King in an instant, though that was merely the most ideal scenario.

Beyond the Sea Soul Beast, he also had these blood cell monsters within his body, all created by his own physique. If he could allow these blood cell monsters to develop sentience and have them provide him with the power of faith, he would truly be invincible. This was highly probable: his martial soul was currently in its initial state and had yet to obtain a soul ring. Once he obtained a soul ring, his martial soul would strengthen, and the Blood Sea would be enhanced. It would be equivalent to the ascension of a world's god, and all the blood cell monsters would grow stronger as well.

This is a logical and inevitable deduction.

Beyond these, his mind was filled with many whimsical ideas.

Aside from raising these Sea Soul Beast and Blood Cell Monsters, perhaps he could come up with other new tricks.

After all, he was effectively the creator god of this world;

he could easily achieve both creation and destruction.

By injecting a dose of poison directly into the martial soul, this entire Blood Sea would turn into a sea of poison;

by injecting an ice-attribute liquid into the blood, the entire Blood Sea would transform into an Ice Sea of blood, and an endless winter would descend;

by injecting fire poison, the Blood Sea would turn into a magma hell;

and with various other elements, he could create one biological era after another.

He could even inject the blood of various soul beasts, such as the blood of the Silver Dragon King, to see if it could trigger an heaven-defying evolution.

These wild ideas blossomed in his mind.

Of course, he couldn't be so extreme;

he lacked the strength for now, so he dared not attempt them, but these things were all possible, weren't they?

Still, just thinking about it made his blood boil!

This feeling of a single thought dictating the life and death of billions of living beings

was simply too...