"Squeak, squeak!!" Shushu hurled filthy curses at the cloud of blood mist drifting in midair.
After a couple of curses, Shushu's little nose twitched. Then its gaze landed on the corpses of Spring and the others, and its eyes lit up.
Its four legs scurried in rapid alternation as it avoided the blood on the ground, climbed onto the corpses, and began consuming their supernatural power.
While it feasted, the blood mist in midair slowly gathered together, long, slender crimson nerve fibers weaving themselves into shape within it.
A moment later, a humanoid figure woven from countless crimson threads emerged in the blood mist.
"Hehehe... Power! My power is back!" The blood-red figure laughed wildly as pale skin grew over his body at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Then billowing black mist surged forth, turning into a black-and-gold trench coat that settled over him.
30,000 Blood Qi!!!
Only a single digit, five, separated him from third-stage Azure Dragon now. The gap had narrowed significantly!
"Demonic cultivation really is faster. Just a little wasteful." Bai Ye sighed with feeling. When he killed someone, the General's Saber couldn't absorb a hundred percent of them, just as people couldn't digest all the food they ate-they still had to shit.
Some was wasted there. Then the General's Saber transferred it into him, wasting another portion in the process. Once he absorbed his limit and burst from overfilling, yet another huge portion went to waste.
Wasteful, sure, but it was fast!
His Blood Qi had tripled in no time at all. Who else in all of North Mang could do that?
"Squeak, squeak." Full and satisfied, Shushu forgave Bai Ye for exploding and climbed up his trouser leg.
"If you're full, then get lost." Bai Ye glanced sideways at Shushu, then used **God's