The Third Martial Realm, Called "Blood Bridge": The True Body Blazed, and the Manifestations Began!

Li Xian nodded. "Since you're being good, I won't hit you. Go on, then."

Ding Longxiang thought, Since you know nothing, I can teach you half truths and half lies, half substance and half shadows, reveal half and hide half—how would you know? You've reduced me to this miserable, wretched state. Why should I become your martial mentor and pour out everything I know? She said, "The key to the Third Martial Realm is transforming the blood. Martial artists in this realm have consumed Heaven and Earth Essence for many years. Having shed their clay embryos and revealed their true forms and unusual features, they undergo changes to their bones and develop a turbid garment. Then comes the transformation and renewal of their blood."

The two women hung beneath the tree like tender fruits amid its vines, six feet above the ground. Li Xian listened at his leisure as he circled them, frequently passing before their eyes. Though he wore a silver mask, his manner was unmistakably vivid. Strange to say, it did not provoke disgust. Zhao Yingqiong felt indignant, yet bore him no ill will. Li Xian nodded lightly, knowing Ding Longxiang must be withholding something. He had never expected her to teach him everything; his hopes rested entirely on Zhao Yingqiong. Taking up the disciplinary ruler, he slapped the sole of her foot.

At the sudden smack, Ding Longxiang froze, but felt no pain. She sensed Wu Qiuhan trembling beside her and guessed the ruler had landed on her instead. This woman is stubborn and argued with him repeatedly earlier. Hua Wucuo is deliberately taking revenge. Pain shot through Zhao Yingqiong's sole. She jolted, tears welling in her eyes, and cursed, "Bastard! Why are you hitting me?"

"Was what she said correct?" Li Xian asked. Zhao Yingqiong clenched