Volume One, Chapter 296
Lang Qing finally held on long enough for one hundred and forty-two spirit bodies to pass through her body. Unable to persist any longer, she retreated. Her bloodline had also been greatly strengthened, enough to rival the geniuses of ordinary powerful tribes.
Zhao Fu injected another portion of power into Lang Qing's body, helping her recover her strength.
Lang Qing did not continue. Although her soul power had now recovered, enough of it had already been drained. Continuing would damage her soul.
Lang Qing looked at Zhao Fu and asked, "Do you want to go up and give it a try?"
Zhao Fu said with a smile, "No need. These spirit bodies are of no use to me."
Zhao Fu's physique and bloodline were now both origin bodies. These spirit bodies were too weak; even all of them together would have no effect. Only spirit bodies above the Dao Realm would be useful.
At this moment, someone walked out. It was Snake Youmeng. She glanced at Lang Qing and asked, "Can your Zhou Sun-Moon Curse be given to others? Are there any other restrictions?"
Zhao Fu said, "Mm, as long as I wish to give it, I can grant anyone the power of a shaman curse. However, this Sun-Moon Shaman Curse only possesses a portion of its power."
Though it was only a portion, this was still the Shaman Clan's strongest shaman curse, and its effects were astonishing. Snake Youmeng thought for a moment before saying, "I also want to obtain this shaman curse. I wonder what price I must pay."
Zhao Fu sized Snake Youmeng up a few times. "Become my woman, and I can consider it."
Snake Youmeng did not think for long before saying, "I agree!"
Zhao Fu gave a light laugh. "You