Three-Turn Blood Refinement

Everyone in the Red Iron Tribe, young and old, was busy.

Except for Feng Xu, who was practicing tai chi.

After all, he was the wise one. He could choose whether to help with the work, or do nothing at all.

Even the children were working now.

"This is only the beginning. We'll only get busier from here on."

Being busy was good.

Feng Xu looked down at the camp below the mountain, stopped practicing tai chi, and prepared to cultivate the Eight-Nine Mystical Art.

Outside, they were busy dealing with the wolf corpses, and the stench of blood drifted into the camp. He could only hide away on the back mountain for some peace and quiet.

They would need a large amount of vicious beast blood to build the Blood Pool later. Ideally, they could get that hundred-zhang wild boar.

After several rounds of artifact refining and studying the Witchblood Secret Art, he had already learned how to extract blood essence.

Feng Xu sat cross-legged and cultivated, preparing to begin the Third Transformation: Blood Refinement. This time, he was still rushing things, and it would also be the last time in the near future that he began the next stage of cultivation ahead of schedule.

That was because subsequent cultivation of the Primordial Spirit and the physical body was best carried out in tandem. Even if they differed, the gap could not be too great.

Third-Turn Blood Refinement corresponded to the Primordial Spirit, but Feng Xu had not cultivated for long. He was still far from forming a Primordial Spirit.

He could force it, but the Primordial Spirit was relatively fragile and might suffer unpredictable damage. It was better to proceed steadily.

Beginning the Third Transformation was also meant to lay the groundwork for his Primordial Spirit.

As his cultivation gradually settled into rhythm, the blood in his body began to boil. This was because Feng Xu's foundation was unstable.

If his foundations in the First and Second Transformations had been solid, he could have fully controlled his blood flow. But now, he needed to be even more careful, or he risked cerebral hemorrhaging or bleeding from his seven orifices.

Five days later, Feng Xu slowly exhaled.

The blood throughout his body had undergone its initial refinement. He could be more casual with his subsequent cultivation and no longer had to worry about an accident.

This time, he had not only completed the Blood Refinement Cycle, but also activated his Bloodline Power. When that bloodline power suddenly awakened, it had nearly spiraled out of control and caused him to suffer cultivation deviation.

He still needed to build his foundation steadily in the future. He could not be so reckless.

The Nine-Turn Body Tempering and Eight-Turn Spirit Refining of the Eight-Nine Mystical Art could be cultivated simultaneously through different cycles.

For example, after beginning the Second Transformation, one could cultivate the First Transformation's Meridian Cycle and the Second Transformation's Organ Cycle at the same time.

Now that Feng Xu had entered the Third Transformation, he could cultivate the three Body Tempering cycles and the Spirit Sense Cycle simultaneously.

That was the terrifying aspect of the Eight-Nine Mystical Art.

Even someone as impatient as Feng Xu would not delay his foundational cultivation while advancing into the next stage ahead of time.

The main risk lay in opening the next cycle.

After Feng Xu activated his Bloodline Power, intense tearing pain came from every part of his body. His body rapidly swelled, quickly growing to three zhang tall.

The expansion did not stop, only halting when he reached around eight zhang.

"With such a powerful bloodline, could Feng Sui be my father?"

The stronger one's Bloodline Power, the larger one became after activating it, and the greater one's combat strength at the same realm.

"It should be related to cultivating the Eight-Nine Mystical Art. Otherwise, aside from the first generation of the Human Race, normal children at this age couldn't activate their bloodlines."

Feng Xu's body rapidly shrank back to normal.

"Transforming into a giant greatly boosts my combat power, but it also wrecked my grass skirt."

When he had seen others standing naked before, he had not thought anything was wrong with it. Now that it was his turn, however, he felt a little embarrassed.

Fortunately, no one had seen him.

"Xu, Tai wants to remove the wolf bones before loading the carts. Xi sent me to ask what you think."

Feng Yuqi climbed up the mountain and saw Feng Xu, who had just returned to normal, before asking her question.

"Ah!"

Feng Xu jumped in fright and hurriedly covered his private parts.

"You go down first. I'll be there shortly."

Having been seen bare inside and out, Feng Xu felt somehow unclean.

Feng Yuqi gave an oh and left. Before she went, she glanced at Feng Xu.

Why was he so nervous? Was there something wrong with the part he was covering?

The Human Race at this time had no sense of shame at all and could not understand Feng Xu's awkwardness.

Feng Xu naturally understood that as well, so he could not blame anyone else. If he had to blame someone, it was himself for not having clothes that would not tear apart.

Wait, clothes?

The Human Race did not yet have the concept of clothing. They merely wrapped animal hides around themselves for warmth. Perhaps he could sew an animal-hide outfit and refine it into a Merit Dharma Treasure.

Then he would not have to worry about being completely naked after activating his bloodline.

Feng Xu pulled up some wild grass nearby, made himself a grass skirt, put it on, and headed down the mountain.

Kun Tai wanted to remove the bones before loading the carts so they could carry more wolf meat and fur.

This kid did not have much skill, but his greed was considerable.

Still, it was not much of a problem. Wolf bones were decent materials too and could be put to use.

In the camp, Iron Mountain watched the silent Kun Tai, and his anger steadily rose.

"Come on, it's not such a big deal. Why make things so tense?"

Feng Xu stepped out of the crowd to smooth things over.

"Wise One, they didn't contribute, yet they still want to take advantage."

Iron Mountain was unwilling to accept this.

If everyone acted like this, then when trouble came in the future, who would be willing to stand at the front?

"I know everything. Kun Tai, you can remove the bones before loading the carts, but I have one condition."

"What condition?"

Kun Tai looked delighted. This child had always favored their tribe.

"You can take at most thirty wolf pelts. For the rest, you may only load wolf meat. Take as much as you can fit."

"Fine."

Kun Tai agreed immediately, afraid Feng Xu would change his mind.

"Wise One..."

Feng Xu raised a hand to interrupt Iron Mountain. At the side, Feng Xi also nodded at Iron Mountain.

Iron Mountain snorted and continued working. Everyone else dispersed as well.

"Iron Mountain is somewhat extreme. Don't take it to heart. The warriors of the Lukun Tribe have been busy inside and out lately without any rest, so it's only right that you take a little more food."

"Thank you for your understanding, Wise One. Our Lukun Tribe has never been this exhausted. It's a pity that others can't understand and keep bringing up our past mistakes."

"It's nothing. It's all in the past. Chief Kun, carry on. I have other matters to deal with first."

Feng Xu went to check on the wolf cubs under Little White's command. After being fed for several days, they were no longer as vicious as before, but they still bared their teeth at people.

"During this time, do your best to make them obedient. If they still bare their teeth at people when we return to the Wind-Fire Tribe, cut them all off."

Feng Xu said it casually.

"If they don't obey, we kill them outright?"

Little White looked at the wolf cubs and secretly felt fortunate. Thankfully, he had known when to submit.

"What are you thinking? How could I be that cruel? I mean castrate them. That should make them more obedient."

The Great Wilderness did not lack wolves that could run and jump. Once this batch was cut, there would be another batch.

Even if they could not reproduce, once they had a group of obedient dogs, training the next group would be easier too.

"What is castration?"

Little White tilted his head and asked.

Feng Xu gently stroked Little White's soft fur, then secretly flicked the little bell between his legs.

"It means cutting this off."

"What?!"

Cold sweat broke out over Little White. This was too polluting to wolves... no, too humiliating to dogs.

How painful would that be?

"What about the females? They don't have that thing."

"Don't worry, it's just more troublesome. You need to cut open their bellies, take some things out of their bodies, and then sew them back up with needle and thread."

Feng Xu left without looking back, but his voice continued to echo in Little White's ears.

"The conditions are crude, so they might not survive. If they die, roast them and eat them."

Little White stared at Feng Xu's departing figure, his limbs trembling slightly.

He was not human. He was an evil demon.

In the Great Wilderness Mountains, the strong preyed upon the weak. Though Feng Xu was cruel, at least he would give their descendants a chance to survive.

If the Demon Race won, not a blade of grass would remain of the Human Race.