Chapter 67

"You are just a pile of shit, do you even deserve to be my dao companion? A piece of snot from Jiang Anping’s nose would be better than you!"

Meng Jing was disgusted by her own words, but she didn’t stop, continuing to curse:

"Have you even looked at yourself in the mirror? How can you compare to Jiang Anping?"

"Isn’t it just a few more years of cultivation? What’s there to be proud of? Jiang Anping has only been cultivating for a year, and if you had only been cultivating for a year, he could have killed you with one slap!"

"Just three years, no, just one year, and Jiang Anping will beat you like a dog!"

Meng Jing shouted loudly, not waiting for Zhou Feng to respond, and pulled Jiang Anping onto the flying boat.

The highest level of cursing is to not give the other person a chance to rebut, making them feel utterly humiliated.

The surrounding geniuses wanted to laugh but didn’t dare, so they held back.

Listening to Meng Jing’s curses was truly satisfying.

This Zhou Feng was even more arrogant than Feng Yuchen and didn’t get along with others; everyone disliked him.

Zhou Feng’s face alternated between white and red. In his seventeen years, he had never experienced such humiliation.

If it weren’t for a bit of rationality, he would have already drawn his sword to attack.

"Bitch! You’ll pay for this!"

Zhou Feng climbed onto the flying boat with a dark face, not wanting to face the mocking gazes of the crowd.

He swore in his heart to find an opportunity to kill this woman.

The other geniuses gradually boarded the flying boat.

The front of the flying boat was a deck for viewing the scenery, and the back was a cabin for resting. The deck could accommodate thousands of people without feeling crowded.

"Hehe, how about it? I helped you curse that guy. Are you happy?" Meng Jing asked Jiang Anping, holding his hand and smiling.

"By doing this, you’ve completely offended him. He will come after you," Jiang Anping said.

Meng Jing shrugged, "It doesn’t matter. I don’t care about him. As long as you’re happy."

A gentle look flashed in Jiang Anping’s eyes.

"This journey will last a month. Everyone, adjust your state as soon as possible," Xia Qing’s pleasant voice slowly echoed, reaching the ears of the many geniuses.

Xia Qing would accompany them throughout the Hundred Prefectures Competition.

"Why not use the teleportation array directly to reach the King of the Underworld City?" Zhou Feng’s face was cold, and he seemed in a bad mood.

"The maintenance and usage costs of the teleportation array are too high. It’s not used for anything but important matters."

Xia Qing waved her sleeve, and room keys flew into the hands of the fifteen geniuses.

"The top ten geniuses come to my room for a meeting. I will introduce the geniuses from other prefectures and the competition rules."

"The remaining five can return to their rooms to rest. If any unexpected events occur during the competition, you will be called up according to your ranking."

Jiang Anping took the key, which read [200].

He put the key away, walked to the edge of the deck, and deeply bowed to Wang Ren, who had been watching from below.

A warm look appeared on Wang Ren’s aged face.

Having a disciple in the last part of his life was quite nice.

At least after he passed away, someone would still visit his grave.

"Child, your life has just begun. Go pursue your dreams."

The runes around the flying boat flashed, emitting a dazzling light that enveloped the entire boat. With a surge of energy, the flying boat rose, pierced through the clouds, and sped off into the distance, gradually becoming a small black dot...

Jiang Anping retracted his gaze, took the key, and headed to his room.

The room wasn’t large, with a bed and a bathroom.

However, the room had an array formation barrier, and for a fee, the spiritual energy in the room could be increased.

Jiang Anping closed the door, activated the array, and took out a cracked bronze basin.

He then took out a small golden bottle from the blue storage ring given by his master.

The small bottle was palm-sized and very heavy. Just the golden bottle itself was quite valuable.

Jiang Anping opened the bottle, and a terrifying wave of heat surged out, along with a glow.

Looking inside the bottle, there was a drop of golden blood, like the sun, impossible to stare at for long.

This was the holy body blood given to him by his master.

The holy body, a terrifying existence on par with the dominant body, but extremely rare.

A drop of blood from a holy body was invaluable.

His master said that by fusing with this drop of blood, he would have the strength to compete with the elites.

This showed how extraordinary the holy body blood was.

However, Jiang Anping didn’t use it directly.

Perhaps out of habit, he liked to make multiple copies of good things he obtained.

Jiang Anping wasn’t sure if the treasure basin could replicate blood, but it definitely couldn’t replicate living things.

He had tested it with the Seven-Toxic Star Worm, and it couldn’t be replicated.

For replicating the holy body blood, Jiang Anping didn’t have high hopes, but he poured the drop of holy body blood into the bronze basin.

The holy body blood slowly slid in, and the room’s temperature suddenly rose. The golden sun-like drop slowly dripped into the treasure basin.

Jiang Anping held his breath.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

There was no reaction, and Jiang Anping felt a bit disappointed.

If he could replicate the holy body blood, his future...

At that moment, a brilliant red light burst from the treasure basin, causing the surrounding barrier to flicker and shake from the energy impact.

Jiang Anping’s heart almost stopped, and then he showed a look of wild joy.

The treasure basin could replicate the holy body blood!

Jiang Anping looked into the treasure basin, where there was originally only one drop of golden blood.

Now there were eleven drops.

For some reason, these drops didn’t merge, appearing like separate golden beans.

Jiang Anping took a deep breath, trying to suppress his excitement.

With these holy body blood drops, he could become even stronger.

He carefully poured ten drops of holy body blood back into the golden bottle, leaving one drop.

He cut his palm and placed the remaining drop of holy body blood on the wound, fully activating the Dominant Body Technique.

The holy body blood on his hand felt intensely hot.

Soon, the golden blood was absorbed into his body.

At that moment, Jiang Anping’s blood qi surged, and ten acupoints in his body were opened, with a blood-colored glow appearing in his dantian.

Jiang Anping’s face changed, and he quickly suppressed the feeling of breaking through.

Just this one drop of blood almost made him break through to the Blood Dan realm!

But it wasn’t time to break through yet; he had to suppress it.

His master said that before forming the blood dan, the more acupoints opened, the more powerful the golden core would be after breaking through.

A normal body cultivator needed to open thirty acupoints to break through.

Genius martial artists generally opened fifty acupoints before forming the blood dan.

His master set the standard for him to open at least sixty acupoints before forming the blood dan.

Jiang Anping set his own standard at seventy acupoints.

Including the ten just opened, he had now opened fifty acupoints.

Suppressing the urge to break through, Jiang Anping began to activate the Dominant Body Technique, absorbing the power from the holy body blood.

Half a day later, Jiang Anping opened his eyes, a golden light flashing in his pupils.

He raised his hand and clenched his fist.

"Bang!"

The air was crushed, emitting a sharp sound.

His strength and speed had increased two to three times compared to before!

And this was without fully digesting the drop of holy body blood!

Moreover, a strange change occurred in Jiang Anping’s body.

He lifted his eyes, and his right eye glowed. In his vision, the barrier and walls gradually faded, and the scenes in the neighboring room gradually appeared.

His right eye had gained the ability to see through objects!