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Chapter 735 - 736: The Blood Kirin

Chapter 735: Chapter 736: The Blood Kirin

"Something strange happened?" everyone asked with puzzled looks in their eyes.

"Indeed," the old Duke nodded, "This matter is quite sinister. My friends, perhaps you should accompany this old man to take a look."

Ye Wudao and Yan Donglai looked at each other and nodded; "Alright."

Brukh family—Forbidden Grounds.

This place was guarded by a multitude of powerful beings, dozens of Marquis-level experts, and an Earl stood at the forefront. Upon seeing the old Duke, he immediately greeted respectfully, "Clan Leader!"

The old Duke nodded and ordered, "Open the cover of the blood pool’s well!"

"Yes." The Earl complied and immediately commanded his men to open the well cover.

Boom!

The cover was lifted, revealing emptiness inside.

"Grandfather, what happened to our clan’s Holy Water? How come there isn’t a drop left?" Wil asked in disbelief.

The old Duke gave a wry smile and said, "This ancient well was dug by our blood clan’s first-generation ancestor, and it contains an endless supply of blood water. But in the recent half-year, the water has suddenly dried up. As this matter is extremely important, I have kept it under wraps until now!"

The crowd exploded with noise!

"If the Holy Water of our Brukh family dries up, that is an ominous sign!"

"Clan Leader, what should we do now?" a few Earls asked nervously.

"Alas," the old Duke glanced at Ye Wudao and said helplessly, "Young Master Ye, it’s not that I won’t lend you the Holy Water of our blood clan, but that there isn’t a single drop left to use."

"The Holy Water of the blood clan has dried up. Are we to watch as ten thousand brothers from the Heavenly Path Group meet a terrible fate?"

"Heavens, how could this be?" Yan Donglai and the others looked desperate.

"Old Duke, haven’t you sent anyone to investigate inside the blood well?" Ye Wudao posed the critical question.

"We have." The old Duke nodded and stated, "The strange incidents occurred precisely here. I’ve sent three groups down to investigate, including one top-ranking Earl, yet all of them died without exception!"

Boom!

Hearing the old Duke’s words, everyone felt their hair stand on end!

"Heavens, what exactly is going on?"

"Could there be ghosts inside this blood well?"

"Grandfather, what about you?" Wil inquired.

All eyes turned toward the old Duke, a powerful warrior of Saint-level strength.

"Alas, to tell the truth..." the old Duke gave a bitter smile, lifting his garment to reveal a wound on his abdomen—a terrifying claw mark, deep enough to see bone, and said, "I went down into the blood well a week ago to investigate the truth and was attacked by a monster. This wound was inflicted by that creature!"

Hiss!

Everyone drew a sharp breath!

"Heavens, what kind of monster is in the blood pool?"

"To think it even injured the old Duke!"

Yan Donglai and the others were shocked. After all, the old Duke was a Saint-level fighter, with an extremely formidable body.

"Junior brother, what do we do now?" Yan Donglai and the two others turned their gaze to Ye Wudao.

"Down the well!" Ye Wudao declared.

Whoosh!

The statement shocked everyone!

"Junior brother, have you gone mad?"

"Didn’t you see the wound on the stomach of the old Duke?" Yan Donglai and the others said nervously.

Even the old Duke couldn’t resist saying, "Young Master Ye, the creature in the blood well is powerful, not weaker than I am! You mustn’t risk your life!"

Ye Wudao clenched his fists tightly and said, "I have over ten thousand brothers waiting for me. If I give up on them, they will die. If I go down, they might at least have a slim chance of survival!"

Hearing Ye Wudao’s words, everyone held great admiration for his loyalty and righteousness.

"A real man!"

"Nobility that soars to the skies!"

Afterward, he turned his gaze to his three senior brothers, Dugu Zhan, and Wil, saying, "Senior brothers, first brother, second brother, I’m going down!"

"Junior brother!"

"Third brother, you—"

Before everyone could finish speaking, Ye Wudao leapt resolutely into the dried-up blood well and plummeted down!

"Heavens, the junior brother really went down!"

"Ah, may the Jade Emperor, Buddha, and God bless him!" everyone prayed in their hearts.

Swish!

Ye Wudao’s body, like a sharp sword, dived down, with the sound of the wind whistling past his ears.

One hundred meters!

Five hundred meters!

One thousand meters!

Three thousand meters!

Five thousand meters!

Ye Wudao could faintly see the bottom, landing steadily on the ground.

The inside of the blood well was empty and silent, without a sound of human voice!

"There are still traces of blood water on these walls, it must have dried up not long ago," Ye Wudao touched it with his hand, his fingertips coming away red with the blood water.

"Indeed, this is the scent of Holy Water from the blood clan!"

Crack!

A sound suddenly broke the silence.

"Who’s there?" Ye Wudao, vigilant, looked around and saw in front of him a huge blood egg, its surface covered in exquisite and graceful patterns, exuding an aura of ancient times. All the Holy Water from the blood clan was continuously being absorbed by this blood egg.

"Hiss, has all the Holy Water from the blood clan been taken by this blood egg?" Ye Wudao was astonished, a thought suddenly crossing his mind.

"Could this blood egg be a dragon egg?"

No!

Impossible!

Ye Wudao suddenly found himself wishing for someone to ask, it would be great if Long Mie were here.

"Crack!" The blood-colored giant egg suddenly split, making a sound of breaking apart.

"Is this blood egg about to hatch?" Ye Wudao was on high alert.

"Crack..."

"Crack, crack..."

The blood egg continued to fissure, large pieces falling off.

"It’s coming out." Ye Wudao braced himself, gripping the Beiwang Blade tightly in his hand, ready for battle.

Boom!

At that moment, a dazzling blood-red light burst forth from the blood egg, skyrocketing upward, spectacular and blinding!

"What is that?" Ye Wudao looked up.

"Heavens, is that...?"

Ye Wudao’s eyes widened in shock at the sight of a terrifying creature. It was a majestic beast, horse-like in shape but with a dragon’s back, flames naturally adorning its four feet and sporting dragon-like delicate blood-colored scales all over its body, emanating an aura of sanctity and nobility.

"Holy sh*t, a qilin!"

Ye Wudao had seen descriptions of qilins in an ancient tome about mythical beasts in Kunlun!

A qilin, a creature of auspicious omens!

Unparalleled nobility!

An ancient divine beast, on par with the True Dragon, Phoenix, Azure Dragon, White Tiger, and Black Tortoise!

Roar!

The creature let out a long howl to the sky, and the whole blood well trembled wildly.

The little blood qilin looked at Ye Wudao with affectionate eyes, shaking its head; "Master!"

"Holy sh*t!" Ye Wudao’s mouth hung open. What did this blood qilin just call him?

Master?

"Little guy, I’m not your master," Ye Wudao quickly gestured with his hand.

"Does Master not want me anymore..." the little blood qilin’s eyes shed fiery red tears, which fell to the ground, scorching it.

"Qilin blood tears, these are treasures for crafting top-tier elixirs, coveted by countless war saints!" As Ye Wudao watched the precious qilin blood tears flow from the little blood qilin, he hastily said, "Little guy, I’m really not your master!"

"You, you are my master. My parents told me that after I hatch, my master will come for me." The little blood qilin cried even more desperately, wailing like a child; "Wuu wuu, Master doesn’t want me."

Ye Wudao was stunned, the little guy must have mistaken him for his destined master.

Seeing the pitiful little one, Ye Wudao felt heartache and coaxed him, "Alright, alright, little guy, don’t cry, I am your master!"

Upon receiving Ye Wudao’s definitive response, the little blood qilin immediately smiled through its tears, rubbing its head against Ye Wudao, overjoyed.

"Is Master unhappy?" the little blood qilin noticed Ye Wudao’s mood and couldn’t help but ask.

"Sigh." Ye Wudao let out a long sigh and said, "The Holy Water of the blood clan has dried up, I don’t know what to do..."

"Master, are you thirsty? Let me take you to a place..." said the little blood qilin, eagerly leading Ye Wudao to the deepest part of the blood well.

Ye Wudao followed the little blood qilin and suddenly saw a dried-up blood pool, with two qilins above, heavily injured.

"Heavens, those are two qilins!" Ye Wudao was shocked.

"Human, we are members of the qilin clan, forced to flee here with the young master from afar due to being hunted by our enemies!" one of the qilins explained.

"For the birth of the young master, we used up all the Holy Water within the blood clan, just so he could be born healthy!" another qilin spoke up.

"I’ll save you." Ye Wudao looked at the two gravely wounded qilins and quickly said.

"There’s no need, human. We are gravely injured and our time is running out!"

"We will soon pass away, and our bodies will turn into qilin blood, consider it compensation for you!" said the two qilins as their bodies steadily vanished, and soon the dried-up blood pool was filled with qilin blood.

"Holy sh*t, this is the legendary qilin blood!" Ye Wudao looked at the pool of qilin blood, speechless and in shock.

The value of qilin blood was immense, coveted even by war saint powerhouses, its worth far surpassing Holy Water from the blood clan by hundreds of times!