Chapter 5

The elderly blood servant carefully placed the stiffened body of Yin Xuege on the bed. A cautious look of worry appeared on his aged face, and he nervously rubbed his hands, staring blankly at Yin Xuege's pale little face.

People have concepts of good and evil, right and wrong. Among all the young children of the Yin clan, Yin Xuege was the kindest to these lowly blood servants, who were treated like livestock. Many times, the conflicts between Yin Xuege and others like Yin Xuejiao were because Yin Xuege protected these pitiful blood servants.

Therefore, in the hearts of the blood servants and blood slaves of the Yin clan, Yin Xuege was different from the other clan members. Over the past few years, Yin Xuege had used his meager strength to care for and protect these blood servants and blood slaves, and in return, they cautiously cared for Yin Xuege.

Lying on the bed, Yin Xuege was in excruciating pain, with every organ in his body aching. The broken bones in his back rubbed against each other, causing him unbearable agony. He clenched his teeth tightly, struggling to turn his eyes to glance at a cabinet by his bedside.

The old blood servant trembled slightly, quickly glancing at the door of Yin Xuege's room. Then, he carefully opened the cabinet and, following Yin Xuege's gaze, found several dozen jade tablets of various colors in one of the drawers.

These were the 'Merit Jade Tablets' of the Yin clan. Different colored jade tablets represented different amounts of family merit points. For example, light white represented one merit point, milk white represented two; light red represented five merit points, and crimson red represented ten merit points. As for the blood-red jade tablet, which had a silver pattern embedded, it represented fifty merit points, and two silver patterns represented one hundred.

However, the merit jade tablets in Yin Xuege's cabinet had a maximum value of light red, with the majority being light white and milk white. All the merit jade tablets combined amounted to just over fifty points!

The old blood servant looked at Yin Xuege, who nodded slowly despite his stiff body. To make this gesture, Yin Xuege had already exhausted all his strength, causing severe internal pain, and a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The Yin clan had a blood demon body, and every drop of blood was crucial to a blood demon. The fact that blood was flowing from Yin Xuege's mouth indicated that he had lost a bit of his vital energy. For an eleven-year-old child, losing more than half of his blood today was an extremely severe injury, enough to destroy all his efforts in cultivation over the past half year.

Seeing Yin Xuege's earnest gaze and the trickle of blood from his mouth, the old blood servant hurriedly nodded and, trembling, selected the jade tablets to make up fifty merit points. Two milk white jade tablets remained in the cabinet, leaving Yin Xuege with only four merit points.

Putting all the merit jade tablets in his sleeve, the old blood servant rushed out of the room at a speed no less than that of a young person, heading towards the clan's Reward Hall. As an old blood servant who had labored for the Yin clan for decades, he knew what Yin Xuege needed now.

Yin Xuege let out a light breath, which carried a faint red hue. The treacherous sneak attack by Yin Jiwu had caused him severe damage, and his bodily functions were completely frozen. With Yin Xuege's weak vitality, it would take at least three to five months to recover from this attack!

After all, he was just a child, a weak child who had not even managed to condense a single drop of blood demon essence.

He also knew that, apart from the blood servants and blood slaves he had protected over the years with his meager strength, no one in the Yin clan would come to take care of him. He had no roots, no background, and no support in the clan! From the time he could understand, he had conflicts with the clan's direct descendants like Yin Xuejiao and Yin Xueao due to various matters, and he had almost offended all the clan members.

Coughing heavily, another trickle of blood flowed from Yin Xuege's mouth.

Squinting his eyes, Yin Xuege used his peripheral vision to look at the red sky outside the window. The blood mist barrier continued to envelop the entire Yin clan city. Night had not yet fallen, and sunlight was extremely harmful to the Yin clan's children and ordinary warriors, so the blood mist barrier would not be lifted until night completely took over the land.

But once the moon appeared, the blood mist barrier would dissipate quickly, allowing the moonlight to shine over the entire city. Yin Xuege was also waiting for the moonlight to shine, as his injuries needed to recover, and he had to rely on external help besides his own recovery ability.

After a short half an hour, the old blood servant ran back to the small building where Yin Xuege lived, panting heavily. This time, it went smoothly, and no one deliberately caused trouble on the way. The old blood servant quietly closed the door and approached Yin Xuege with a delicate white jade bowl.

Like the bowl of blood essence he had taken in the morning at the Children's Hall, this was a bowl of blood essence made from the heart blood of a hundred people, mixed with various herbs to enhance its efficacy. Fifty merit points for one bowl, the blood essence was clearly priced at the Reward Hall, fair to all.

The old blood servant carefully served Yin Xuege, helping him drink the bowl of blood essence. A warm current surged through Yin Xuege's body, and the broken bones in his back, shattered by Yin Jiwu, made a 'crackling' sound as they began to reassemble and repair his injuries under the movement of his muscles.

The intense pain in his body diminished significantly, and the bone-chilling cold was also driven away by the heat contained in the blood essence. Yin Xuege let out a heavy breath and forced a smile at the old blood slave.

"Old Anderson, leave quickly! Don't stay here too long, or they will find trouble for you!"

The old blood servant, Anderson, looked anxiously at Yin Xuege's pale smile, his lips moving slightly as if he wanted to say something. But Yin Xuege looked at him with determination, gritting his teeth and softly scolding him to leave his room.

From the time he could understand, Yin Xuege had used his meager strength to protect these pitiful blood servants and blood slaves. Although he was ostracized and oppressed by the clan members for these actions, he also gained a high status in the hearts of the blood servants and blood slaves, who were willing to take care of him whenever possible.

However, Yin Xuege could not let Anderson and the others show any affection towards him, nor could he let the clan members discover his feelings for these 'lowly' blood servants and blood slaves. How many blood servants and blood slaves disappeared mysteriously from the Yin clan city each year? Yin Xuege did not want Anderson and the others to become part of that number.

Anderson sighed softly and began to pray quietly—'Kind Master Xuege, may the Almighty God protect you'!

Crossing himself, Anderson lowered his head and walked out of the room with a weak step.

Seeing Anderson's actions, Yin Xuege smiled helplessly. If Anderson's prayer and gesture were seen by Yin Xuejiao and the others, Anderson would be thrown into the blood pool as a sacrifice. Heresy against the Light God was a serious crime in the Western world, especially in a place called 'Europe' a few decades ago.

The bowl of blood essence was working its powerful effects, and Yin Xuege's body gradually regained some strength. He struggled to turn his head and looked at the blood-red sky outside the window. The color of fresh blood was nauseating and made one want to vomit.

In the rolling blood mist barrier, Yin Xuege seemed to see the faces of an elderly couple.

Old Han and his wife, a pitiful pair of blood servants whose energy had been completely drained by the Yin clan. Yin Xuege had been raised by Old Han and his wife since he was young, and it was because of them that Yin Xuege retained a last bit of kindness in his heart, not being completely assimilated by the terrifying and cruel Yin clan.

When Yin Xuege was just old enough to take care of himself, Old Han and his wife suddenly disappeared.

Although Yin Xuege was young at the time, he knew that the Yin clan had deliberately made Old Han and his wife disappear.

There were some things the elders of the Yin clan did not want Yin Xuege to know.

" sooner or later, I will find out!" Yin Xuege clenched his lips tightly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then grabbed a pale silver jade cicada hanging from his chest!

The pale silver jade cicada was about an inch long, made of a rare silver-colored jade that resembled metal. The carving technique was simple yet grand, with a few strokes creating the spirit of a jade cicada dancing in the wind. Inside the jade cicada, clouds seemed to swirl and dance, but every time Yin Xuege tried to see clearly, the jade cicada always appeared the same.

A drop of blood accidentally touched the jade cicada, and Yin Xuege's hand trembled. He struggled to wipe the jade cicada clean with his clothes, but he had no strength left today and could not even pick up the jade cicada.

This was something Old Han and his wife had solemnly entrusted to Yin Xuege, a treasure left by his mother, whom he had never met, and he was told never to lose it. Yin Xuege had never seen his mother, but in his heart, he had all the beautiful hopes a child should have for their mother!

The discrimination and setbacks he had faced in the Yin clan city since childhood made Yin Xuege value this jade cicada even more, so he never let any filth, even his own blood, touch it. But today, a drop of his blood stuck to the jade cicada, and he was too weak to clean it.

Gritting his teeth, Yin Xuege muttered the name 'Yin Jiwu' in a low voice.

In a place out of Yin Xuege's sight, the ancient and elegant silver jade cicada had absorbed all the blood. A faint blood color began to swirl inside the jade cicada, and the clouds inside began to rise and fall, resonating with Yin Xuege's breathing and heartbeat.

The blood mist barrier slowly thinned, and the dark blue sky outside became visible.

A silver moon, slightly smaller than a full moon, slowly rose from the east, casting a clear, water-like moonlight over the land.

A blood parrot slowly flew overhead, its dark black surface shimmering with countless blood demon runes, like the eyes of a demon overlooking the earth. Yin Xuege glanced at the blood parrot, and the blood demon runes on it drew his blood, causing his blood qi to surge, and two drops of blood dripped from his nostrils, landing on the silver jade cicada.

Lowering his eyes hastily, Yin Xuege dared not look at the blood parrot again!

This blood parrot was a secret treasure created by the Yin clan over a hundred years ago, using a million blood slaves as sacrifices to summon an unknown existence from the upper realm and forge it with interdimensional divine techniques. Each blood demon rune on it contained the great truths of the universe and had boundless power, which was not something a child of the Yin clan should comprehend, and even a glance could cause injury.

The silver jade cicada unceremoniously absorbed the two drops of blood, and the clouds inside became even more lively.

The silver moonlight shone on Yin Xuege's body. It was not a full moon night, so the moonlight did not contain the precious innate yin energy, and the clan's External Affairs Hall did not cause trouble for Yin Xuege.

Struggling to support his body, he sat cross-legged on the bed. A beam of moonlight shone through the window, enveloping his frail body. The small building where Yin Xuege lived was covered with faint blood-colored patterns, and the demon restrictions inside the building were activated, isolating the space from the outside world, ensuring no one would disturb Yin Xuege at this time.

Following the secret techniques passed down in the Children's Hall, he took a deep breath towards the moonlight after nine heartbeats.

Strands of silver mist, barely visible to the naked eye, separated from the moonlight and entered his body with his breath. The medicinal power of the bowl of blood essence was at its peak, and a warm current flowed through his body. Each time Yin Xuege inhaled the moonlight, a large amount of cold energy entered his body and, catalyzed by the blood essence, gradually settled in his blood and muscles.

About thirty percent of the moonlight essence was absorbed by his heart, gradually making it stronger and more resilient.

The blood-red handprint on his back, left by Yin Jiwu, was repeatedly washed by Yin Xuege's blood, like waves eroding a rock. Despite the blood qi's impact, the handprint remained unchanged. As Yin Xuege had estimated, this injury would take a very long time to heal.

However, the blood essence and moonlight essence in his body were taking effect, and the intense pain in his body was easing. The evil qi that Yin Jiwu had infused into his body was slowly dissipating under the blood qi's impact. Although he could not remove the blood-red handprint, Yin Xuege felt much better.

As Yin Xuege continued his cultivation, his body was gradually enveloped by a thin layer of green moonlight. He entered a state of spiritual clarity, with no杂念 in his mind, and all his bodily sensations disappeared. He followed his instincts, continuously inhaling the essence of the moonlight.

At this moment, the silver jade cicada moved slightly, as if sensing the pain and injury caused by the blood-red handprint on Yin Xuege's back. The silver jade cicada suddenly emitted a silver light, like a bolt of lightning, and gently brushed against Yin Xuege's back. The blood-red handprint let out a mournful cry and disappeared instantly.

The silver light quickly circled around Yin Xuege's body, and his injuries were instantly healed, restoring him to his peak condition.

In a state of spiritual clarity, Yin Xuege suddenly heard a high and clear cicada chirp. This chirp shook his soul, and a vast, irresistible force surged into his body from the top of his head, instantly rushing through all his meridians and blood vessels.

A series of 'popping' sounds echoed as all the blocked meridians and qi points in Yin Xuege's body were forcibly opened by this powerful force. His body trembled violently, and layers of black-red filth appeared on his skin, quickly covering him.

A clear and imperious voice quietly sounded in Yin Xuege's mind.

"The cicada is pure and lofty, floating outside the world, untouched by dust. It remains silent for three years and then shocks the world with its first chirp."

With this voice, all the filth on Yin Xuege's body vanished in a mist of silver light, revealing his white, smooth skin, like the finest jade. Unlike the pallor of other clan members, a faint blood color now appeared under his skin.

At this moment, countless tiny silver divine runes flowed through Yin Xuege's body, gradually concentrating in his organs and forming a silver stream.

The blood demon body was not tolerated by the universe, not conforming to the five elements, and disrupting yin and yang, making it a monstrous existence. They resembled living beings but carried the aura of death, and they resembled the dead but could walk and speak, truly an abnormal existence in this world.

Yin Xuege's body was originally filled with yin energy and countless blood demon auras. But under the impact of the powerful force and the refinement of the silver divine runes, the vitality and life force hidden by his blood demon body burst forth, like a precious jade being chiseled from a stone, radiating its inherent luster and brilliance.

In the area between Yin Xuege's chest and abdomen, countless divine runes appeared, forming a short but powerful incantation—the Autumn Cicada Hibernation Technique.

Without needing Yin Xuege to cultivate it himself, the divine runes flowed on their own, completely concealing all the abnormalities in his body, like an autumn cicada deeply buried underground, invisible to the world.

Unaware of what had happened, Yin Xuege took deep breaths, and the silver light emitted by the jade cicada enveloped his entire body. The efficiency of his absorption of the moonlight essence was now thousands of times greater than before. More shockingly, the core of his absorption of the moonlight essence had shifted from his heart to his lower dantian.

A vast amount of moonlight essence surged into Yin Xuege's dantian, where it was refined and condensed. Thirty percent of the moonlight essence was then injected into his increasingly powerful heart. Gradually, his entire body was infused with a greenish glow, and his heart also took on a green hue.

With a 'drip,' a thumb-sized drop of blood demon essence formed in Yin Xuege's heart.

Immediately, a series of 'drips' followed, and thirty-six greenish drops of essence quickly condensed.

These greenish drops of essence emitted a faint green glow, flowing through his entire body. His bones, meridians, blood vessels, muscles, and organs all moved, emitting crisp 'cracking' sounds. As he broke through to the Star Warrior stage, his entire body was being refined, and his physical strength was rapidly improving.

The moonlight quietly shone down, and a profound transformation was quietly taking place.

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