"Quick, that man was bitten by the turtle earlier. Now all we have to do is bathe in his blood, and we can strengthen our muscles and bones."
Wood knew that voice all too well. It belonged to his longtime friend, his sworn brother.
Bu Er's blood had not restored her Yin-Yang Blood lineage to normal. Instead, it had stirred the dormant Bloodthirst Factor within him.
The way the blood-red color had faded from his eyes earlier had merely been an act he deliberately put on for Wood.
Wood had been intent on saving him and had never expected him to resort to such despicable methods.
"I'd like to ask him just what his heart is made of."
As the footsteps outside drew closer, a flicker of anger crossed Wood's face.
He truly had not expected their years of brotherhood to count for less than that illusory dream of rising above the crowd.
"Wait a moment." Yang Qing caught Wood and stopped him.
Rage was consuming Wood at that moment. In that state, he might well fall into the schemes of the people outside.
When anger burned through a person, they lacked the composure needed to face an enemy. Going into battle like that would leave him at a serious disadvantage.
With Yang Qing stopping him, Wood gradually calmed down.
Yang Qing was right. Those people outside had clearly come prepared. If he rushed out recklessly now, it would bring nothing but harm.
"It looks like they've surrounded us. How should we handle this?"
Listening to the voices outside, Wood gave Yang Qing a worried look.
He had been far too careless, thinking he could help his brother. Who could have known that the man would treat them as stepping stones on his climb to the summit?
"I'm afraid we