Wa Master's tail twisted uneasily behind her, its tip slapping the floor with rapid taps. She glanced at the smeared bloodstain on the curtain, then quickly looked away, as if another look would infect her with something.
"Ascension Blood? What is that?" Amon asked.
"Have you heard of God's Blood?"
Amon shook his head.
"Right, you only learned about Hybrids today." Wa Master spoke softly, almost to herself. She took a deep breath as though calming some emotion, then began again, her voice much slower and heavier than before.
"We still haven't figured out what God's Blood is or where it came from. We only know that it fell from beyond the heavens—something that belongs neither to this world, nor to dragons, nor to humans. Our Orthodox once possessed a drop."
"We studied it. Later, that drop of God's Blood was given to Naga as compensation—that's another story. But the experimental creatures affected by the power of God's Blood remained."
"Daoist Priest Pingyangzi took over those things. He called the blood inside those mutated creatures Ascension Blood. You could simply understand it as diluted God's Blood."
"I've read the relevant research reports. Ascension Blood can infect, assimilate, and spread. It makes an organism's genes extremely unstable, disrupting its original genetic chains and rearranging them into new combinations."
"Those combinations are usually chaotic. So creatures contaminated by it mostly become deformed monsters. The Daoist Priest named the symptoms of mutation caused by Ascension Blood Ascension Disease. It's even more terrifying than the corruption of Dragon Blood!"
Amon raised a brow. "So the conclusion has changed again? I'm not a dragon—I'm infected with Ascension Disease?"
Wa Master nodded. "You could say that. Ascension Blood flows through your body. After you injected yourself with the blood of a Dead Servant, the Ascension Blood