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Chapter 069: The Sword of Common Iron, Communicating with the Spirit through Blood
After about five minutes, Yang Chen felt something was off. The area splattered with blood began to emit a dazzling crimson hue, which did not fade due to the flames' forging. Instead, it seemed to be merging with Bone Fang.
"Huh? What's going on?" Yang Chen said in surprise.
"The sword is made of common iron, and it communicates with the spirit through possession. It lives because of people and is born from blood..." A line from his past life in Sword Three suddenly surfaced in Yang Chen's mind.
"Regardless, there are traces of ancient texts in the movie. Since there's already a bit of blood, what's one more drop?" After saying this, he spat out another mouthful of blood onto Bone Fang.
At that moment, Tang Feng emerged from the inner hall. Seeing Yang Chen spraying blood onto Bone Fang, he was taken aback and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him. "What are you doing? Blood can only be used to seal treasures when they first appear; what you're doing is pointless! Moreover, it might damage Bone Fang's internal structure."
Upon hearing this, Yang Chen replied, "Big Brother, since it's a pointless act and I've already done it, what does it matter? Damaging the internal structure is just part of the process. In our hometown, there's a saying you might have heard: 'The sword is made of common iron; it communicates with the spirit through possession. It lives because of people and is born from blood.' Everything is fundamentally the same; nourishing it with blood will only bring the sword closer to its master’s spirit, right? Otherwise, why would there be a need for blood sealing?"
Tang Feng pondered for a moment and said, "Perhaps you have your reasons. Your understanding is richer than mine in certain aspects. Alright, I will channel my fighting energy while you use your blood to nourish Bone Fang. Since you've chosen this special method, you must ensure it's well nourished! Otherwise, it will just be a half-finished product—a useless item!"
"Okay, Big Brother, don't worry. I have a feeling this will exceed both our expectations," Yang Chen said excitedly. He then stood up and let Tang Feng take over supplying fighting energy to the furnace. After thinking for a moment, he summoned the Dragon Thread Sword and cut open his right palm. Holding the sword by its body with the tip resting on Bone Fang, Yang Chen slowly floated upward as his blood dripped down along the Dragon Thread Sword.
Although he couldn't fly at the Spirit Realm yet, he could still use his fighting energy to levitate himself. At the Fighting King level, one could only float while traveling; true flight and combat in the sky were only possible at the Fighting Emperor level.
The Dragon Thread Sword plunged into the flames, guiding his blood into Bone Fang. Health Points: 98%. 95%. 93%. 90%.
Yang Chen noticed that his Health Points were continuously decreasing. When it dropped to 60%, one of the Bone Fangs finally became stained with blood, turning a vivid red and looking exceptionally alluring. At this moment, Yang Chen shifted the Dragon Lure Sword to another Bone Fang and vaguely sensed a hint of blood-red light emanating from the sword.
58%. 55%. 53%. 48%. The Health Points continued to decrease, breaking through the 40% mark. Yang Chen felt dizzy, and two figures of Tang Feng appeared before him.
“Big Brother, you can still use the Shadow Clone technique?” Yang Chen shook his head and said.
“Brother Yang, are you okay?” Tang Feng asked with concern.
“Me? I'm fine, really fine,” Yang Chen replied. As he saw his Health Points drop below 20%, he was suddenly alarmed. Logically speaking, as long as he consumed 80 points of blood, he could fill two Bone Fangs. However, five minutes ago, this Bone Fang had already absorbed 98% of the blood, yet after five minutes, it still hadn’t been filled?
Yang Chen focused his gaze and realized that it wasn’t that it hadn’t been filled; rather, no blood had dripped onto the Bone Fang at all. It had all been siphoned off by the Dragon Lure Sword! The originally green light on the sword gradually faded away, replaced by a mesmerizing blood-red glow that exuded an aura of Bloodthirsty.
“Is this mine? Are you also a vampire? My life is almost gone,” Yang Chen said, but he didn’t seal the wound with his fighting energy, allowing the Dragon Lure Sword to absorb his blood. When Yang Chen’s Health Points dropped to 8%, the Dragon Lure Sword finally seemed to be full; blood flowed from its tip again and drenched the Bone Fang. At the same time, Yang Chen heard the system's notification:
“Ding! Congratulations to player Yang Chen. Through the infusion of blood, the Ancient Divine Weapon Dragon Lure Sword has officially recognized its master.” Yang Chen was taken aback and said, “So even in alternate dimensions, Dragon Lure and Yan Huang can recognize their masters a second time.” In Heroes, both the Dragon Lure Sword and Yan Huang War Spear could recognize their masters twice. From the moment you obtained them, you were their master. When certain conditions were met, they would truly recognize their master and their attributes would increase significantly. Therefore, Yang Chen eagerly opened the attributes of the Dragon Lure Sword:
“Dragon Lure Sword (Master Recognized), Ancient Divine Weapon. A Divine Weapon forged by the Ancient Saints. Attack Power +100. In the domain of the Dragon Lure Sword, all attributes are reduced by 25%, and movement speed is reduced by 80%.”
After Yang Chen finished reading the attributes of the Dragon Lure Sword, he noticed that the other Bone Fang had also completely turned blood-red. He hurriedly sealed his right hand's wound with fighting energy and fell to the ground. Looking at his Health Points, there were only 5% left. However, this did not affect Yang Chen's actions. Just like in Heroes, when your Health Points are at 1%, your movement speed and attack speed do not slow down.
“Brother Yang, are you okay?” Tang Feng asked with concern.
“I’m fine; it’s just a little blood. I won’t die. Thank you for your concern, Big Brother,” Yang Chen smiled and replied.
"Brother, I have a Blood-Replenishing Elixir here. If you don't mind, go ahead and take it," Tang Feng said as he took an Elixir from his Storage Ring and tossed it to Yang Chen.
Yang Chen looked at the green Elixir and directly threw it into his mouth, saying, "Thank you, big brother. What kind of Elixir is this?"
"Oh, it's a Blood-Replenishing Pill, just a common item," Tang Feng replied nonchalantly.
Yang Chen was momentarily speechless. A Seventh-Rank Blood-Replenishing Pill—common? Well, too common. This was really outrageous.
"Are all blacksmiths this wealthy? I might as well rely on the Chaotic Wind Hammer Technique and become a blacksmith myself. Damn! A Seventh-Rank Blood-Replenishing Pill is just common?" These words were something Yang Chen could only whisper to himself. After all, a Seventh-Rank Blood-Replenishing Pill was still a Seventh-Rank Blood-Replenishing Pill. In just a short while, Yang Chen's Health Points had already recovered to 12%.
Regardless of anything else, Yang Chen closed his eyes and quietly refined the medicinal power of the Blood-Replenishing Pill using the Demon God Strategy. He didn't know how long it had been, but his Health Points had recovered to 50%, and the medicinal power of the Blood-Replenishing Pill had also been fully refined. Yang Chen opened his eyes and looked at Tang Feng, who was still focused on delivering Fighting Spirit. A wave of emotion surged in his heart as he said, "Big brother, let me take over. You can rest for a bit."
"Brother, you're awake? We're almost done with the forging; let me handle the finishing work. Your method of refining blood might really start a new school on the continent. I can clearly sense the spirituality within Bone Fang, which is no less than any spirit weapon contained in ghostly artifacts," Tang Feng said excitedly.
"This is just me stumbling upon good fortune. Big brother, how long have I been cultivating?" Yang Chen asked.
"Four hours. Almost there! Hurry!" Tang Feng shouted, increasing the delivery of Fighting Spirit within him. Suddenly, the flames in the Furnace surged to twice their height, and the temperature intensified significantly. About ten minutes later, Tang Feng stopped delivering Fighting Spirit, and the flames in the Furnace gradually extinguished. With a wave of his hand, two straight blood-red Bone Fangs appeared before him as he examined them closely.
"Brother, look! They're even better and more perfect than I imagined!"
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