Eternal Life Starts as a Hunter-Chapter 281 - 122: Five Organs Devouring Golden Yang Blood, Husband and Wife Join Forces to Swallow the Ghost Trader

Chapter 281: Chapter 122: Five Organs Devouring Golden Yang Blood, Husband and Wife Join Forces to Swallow the Ghost Trader

"When our people suggested going to their territory to have a look, they refused..."

"The Ningyu Commerce Association brought news from the north. They said, for some unknown reason, numerous taverns in Jiangbei, which previously resisted their goods, started contacting them on their own, requesting to purchase some Spring Dream Brew.

This is good news...

The bad news is, it’s very chaotic."

Then, the boss lady started narrating the stories she heard in detail.

This gave Li Yuan a feeling as if he were on pins and needles, as if the flames of war might soon reach Shanbao County.

...

Three months later...

Autumn came.

Li Yuan had consumed all 900 pounds of Sixth Grade Demon Beast Meat.

Normally, a Sixth Grade only requires 120 pounds of Sixth Grade Demon Beast Meat per month, which is more than enough.

Using his powerful internal organs, Li Yuan absorbed nearly three times the amount a normal Sixth Grade would.

He was already at Sixth Grade Great Perfection, and this insane method of compressing blood finally had an effect on his body.

But it’s still not enough!

Helpless, Li Yuan had to find his grandnephew, and procured another 320 pounds of Sixth Grade Demon Beast Meat from Yan Mu. Using an even more violent method of consumption, he finally felt the blood sand, thick as molten lead, undergoing a strange transformation within him.

Thump, thump, thump!

His heart was beating incredibly fast.

The blood sand was being pumped rapidly into and out of his heart.

Yet, it seemed there was too much being pumped in, or perhaps a qualitative change was occurring on both sides.

His heart began a peculiar transformation, becoming hot, scalding, hard, dense, blood-red...

The blood sand seemed to have completed its ultimate nourishment of the heart,

and the strengthened heart, in turn, began to give back to the Shadow Blood.

Thump, thump!

Thump, thump, thump!

Li Yuan felt his heartbeat, like a trembling mountain peak, or as if Thor was pounding on a drum made from human skin.

During this process, he sensed an extremely hot stream of blood being pumped out from his heart. It didn’t wander, instead revolving around the heart, like a fire dragon circling, spiraling.

His blood, its temperature long surpassed that of ordinary people, and compared to this stream, the Shadow Blood felt as cold as ice water.

Encapsulated by the ice water, the temperature of the stream started to rise, indicating a rise in contained Yang Qi.

However, not everything was as wonderful.

This stream of Extreme Yang Blood appeared a bit "stiff" and "out of place" as it flowed, as if it was without a soul...

Li Yuan glanced to his side, noticing his strength had shifted from "1450~2200" to "2100~2850".

History repeats itself.

He stepped into the realm of "Half-Step Fifth Grade".

The stiffness and inconsistency of the Extreme Yang Blood was evidence of its imperfection.

Li Yuan clenched his fist, wanting to try flying.

However, despite trying several times, it didn’t work.

Yet his strength indeed increased significantly.

He decided to go to the Black Market Ghost Realm tonight to test this strength.

...

Night fell.

Midnight.

Under her mother’s guidance, Xiaozhao finally integrated the first crow into a strand of hair.

Then, Lady Yan encouraged her to continue fusing, aiming to incorporate all fifty crows into her hair.

The nearly seven-year-old girl rested her chin on her hands, pondering with frustration.

Meanwhile, Li Yuan followed Lady Yan in White Clothes to the boundary between the "Black Market" and the "Rouge Shop".

The moonlight was pale, the autumn wind chilly...

With the waxy human skin and ghastly white ghost lady, it was like two countries clashing, engaging in short-range combat and mutual assault.

Lady Yan in White Clothes stood in the fierce wind, unaffected, her dress falling like deathly still water.

Li Yuan, however, drew out a large, blood-colored bow.

"Sister Yan, today... I’ll try to help you take down the Rouge Shop."

Lady Yan in White Clothes didn’t take him seriously; she knew her man’s heart.

But some things can’t be rushed.

Since her man was willing to speak, she smiled and nodded, saying, "Alright then."

In the next moment, Li Yuan stepped forward, his aura suddenly changing.

Lady Yan was taken aback, looking at her man in surprise.

The next moment, she felt as if her man ignited like a flame within this ghost realm.

The burning flame brought intense heat and high temperatures, while the ghost realm bore the chill of an icy abyss, Yin Qi penetrating to the marrow, chilling to the bone...

Flame and ice.

Yang Qi and Yin Qi.

Li Yuan grasped the bow as a drop of blood trickled from his fingertip.

This drop of blood hit the air like hot soup into snow, emitting a "sizzling" sound, discordant with the ghost realm’s atmosphere because every millimeter of the blood drop’s surface engaged in a conflict of water and fire.

But in the next instant, the blood fell onto the faraway Rouge Shop pavilion, brimming with Yin Qi. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Sss!!

A sharp wailing resounded.

It was as if a gigantic painting had a hole burnt through by a spark.

Lady Yan’s almond eyes displayed surprise as she realized her man wasn’t just boasting.

This time, it might actually be possible!

Thus, she began fully deploying Ghost Servants for a fierce attack on the distant target.

Li Yuan stared intently into the distance, drops of blood seeping from his fingertips, falling on the bowstring before shooting out explosively.

The Ghost Bow was special; its bowstring fell silently, much like ghosts are always so quiet and deathly still.

Yet amid this silence, the extreme motion of the Martial Artist’s power manifested an alternate sense of violence.

The blood drops trickled down, melting the Yin Qi on the Rouge Shop.

The Yin Qi quickly recovered, yet the blood drops relentlessly persisted.

Li Yuan felt dizzy but kept holding on...

Everything before his eyes began to blur.

Sss! Sss! Sss! Sss!

Large droplets of blood seeped from the pores of his entire palm, forming a high-temperature blood sphere like a small sun.

Boom!

The blood sphere shot out, and Li Yuan fell back, lying on the ghost realm’s street, feeling utterly exhausted, dizzy, with stars flashing before his eyes.

And the sight above him was indeed the stars.

Perceiving something, Xiaozhao ran to her parents, releasing fifty crows, shouting: "Go, Crows, grab, grab, grab, grab the bad skin!"

Time passed second by second...

In the early morning, Li Yuan struggled to rise, staggering like a drunken man, his face pale.

"I have to go," Li Yuan said.

He was supposed to leave at this time every day, because after Yan Yu would lose control.

Lady Yan in White Clothes didn’t detain him, only nodded gently...

Li Yuan left with Xiaozhao.

He lay in bed for a full three days before recovering.

...

...

Three days later.

Pang Yuanhua ran to him in surprise, then greeted him, saying: "Sworn brother, Ghost Street... Ghost Street has undergone a huge change."

Although Li Yuan’s expression still showed weakness, he revealed a hint of anticipation.

Pang Yuanhua had a peculiar expression: "The rouge vendor is gone... He was there every day, but today he didn’t come."

Li Yuan: ???

He hurriedly got up, put on his robe, and donned a mask, entering Ghost Street.

Indeed, the rouge vendor was gone.

He walked along Ghost Street, going deeper and deeper.

The road was narrow, like a country path bathed in moonlight, winding.

He walked for a while, and a little flower-selling girl came over to sell flowers, but he didn’t buy any.

After the flower-selling girl, a smiling gray-robed shopkeeper ran over, calling to him: "Customer, new store opening, come take a look."

Li Yuan stealthily glanced at the gray-robed shopkeeper with the corner of his eye, only to find it was a woman. Pretending not to recognize the shopkeeper, he walked on.

He made a round, to no avail...

He quickly turned back, returning to Baihua Manor.

"What exactly happened?"

"Is it a good thing or a bad thing?"

He felt a bit worried about Lady Yan.

At nightfall, ignoring his still-weakened body, he rode a lone boat by himself, entering the Black Market Ghost Realm.

In the ghost realm, the Rouge Shop that used to stand on the northeast side had disappeared.

When Li Yuan landed ashore, he saw Lady Yan in White Clothes standing by the shore waiting for him.

Upon seeing him, Lady Yan came over and hugged him tightly, playfully saying, "During the day, I sent my shopkeeper to find you, why didn’t you come?"