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"No matter if it works or not, you won't know until you try. Just give it a shot."
Sean Sterling furrowed his brow as five wine pouches floated down onto the table in front of Bu. At this moment, he could only comfort Bu in this way, even though he didn't believe that Bu had any means to deal with the Ethereal Thirteen Swords, which even he couldn't resolve.
"This time will determine success or failure." As he unfastened the five wine pouches strung together, Bu narrowed his eyes, steeling himself as the Bloodline Transformation suddenly activated.
His blood boiled like fire within him, and Bu Shuang's eyes turned blood-red. His fangs elongated, claws sprang forth, and his shoulder blades suddenly swelled, as if his muscles were writhing and transforming. A tremendous explosive power spread throughout his body, making even his gestures seem to contain immense strength.
"Again with this strange secret technique. How many bizarre things has this kid learned? Judging by his current appearance, this technique is probably just as sinister as the Ethereal Thirteen Swords."
Looking at Bu's blood-red eyes and the sharp fangs extending from the corners of his mouth, Sean Sterling couldn't help but chuckle bitterly to himself; he found it hard to see through the young man before him.
Although the Bloodline Transformation was incredibly powerful, it could only be maintained for a brief two minutes. After transforming, Bu didn't dare to waste any time. He quickly grabbed a wine pouch and pulled out the cork, releasing a strong metallic scent of blood from within.
As this bloody scent spread, Bu's eyes turned even redder, an almost instinctual craving stirring within him. Ignoring Sean Sterling's nearly dazed gaze beside him, he tilted his head back and drank down the entire pouch filled with the blood of an Intermediate Level 5 warrior as if it were water.
"Y-you..." Sean Sterling trembled slightly, staring blankly at Bu. His lips moved but he couldn't form a coherent sentence.
Bu seemed oblivious to him, gulping down the blood from the pouch without spilling a single drop.
At that moment when the fresh blood flowed down his throat and into his body, Bu felt his own blood becoming increasingly hot. It surged like a mighty river, producing a roaring sound. In that instant, the blood he consumed seemed to contain vitality and energy that split into two streams: one blood-colored stream merged into his heart through his veins, while another transparent stream flowed into ten of his acupoints through newly opened meridians.
Bu Shuang's eyes gradually brightened with an uncontrollable joy. The moment the blood-colored stream entered his heart, it significantly alleviated the fatigue that had lingered since his life potential was drained. Meanwhile, the transparent stream entering his ten acupoints increased their stored energy by an amount comparable to half a month's cultivation with Ninth-Grade Azure Jade.
"Great!" He tossed aside the empty wine pouch and examined his hands. He even pulled a strand of hair to inspect it closely and noticed that the signs of aging on his skin seemed to have improved slightly; even his originally pale hair showed hints of gray.
"The blood really works." With a weight lifted off his heart, Bu looked at the other four wine pouches on the table with shining eyes.
"How is this possible?" Sean Sterling groaned in disbelief.
He had watched Bu drink down the blood from the pouch; that alone was shocking enough. He had never seen anyone so deranged as to drink human blood. But what happened next made his pupils constrict in horror; he nearly jumped out of his chair.
Can drinking human blood heal damage to life potential? Can drinking human blood restore vitality? Can drinking human blood prolong life?
If someone had asked Sean Sterling these questions before today, he would have looked at them with an idiotic expression and then dismissed them entirely.
But now, if someone were to ask Sean Sterling these questions, he would hesitate and might even point at Bu and suggest giving it a try.
This completely overturned Sean Sterling's worldview. At that moment, he was tempted to personally pick up a pouch of blood to try it out and see if it was truly as miraculous as it seemed. However, when he saw Bu's eyes fixed intently on the pouch of blood on the table, he dismissed this somewhat reckless thought.
After consuming a pouch of blood from an Intermediate Level 5 warrior, two strange forces merged into his body. One force infused into his Heart was the vitality contained in the blood, while the other entered his Acupoint, which was the residual energy from the Intermediate Level 5 warrior's blood.
At this moment, Bu not only felt a slight reduction in fatigue but also experienced a recovery of life energy. Even the energy within him had increased somewhat. Now, looking at his Personal Attribute Interface, he could see that his total energy had risen from 10 points to 109 points, approaching the threshold of opening the next Acupoint.
"This is just the effect of one pouch of blood. If I drink all four remaining pouches, how much will I recover? How much will my internal energy increase? Moreover, this blood isn't fresh; it must have been in this pouch for at least an hour. Its vitality and energy have diminished. If I were to directly absorb it, the effect might be even better."
Bu licked his lips, driven by an instinctual desire that made him restless.
He picked up the second pouch without caring about Sean Sterling's astonishment and drank deeply once more.
The vitality and energy contained in this pouch of blood were much richer than in the previous one. As soon as it entered Bu's body, it transformed into two streams of energy that surged forth. He could clearly feel his fatigue gradually dissipating, and the energy in his Acupoint began to churn restlessly after merging with this new influx of vitality, rushing towards the Eleventh Acupuncture Point.
There was no obstruction; Bu felt as if a sound like an eggshell cracking echoed within him as the Eleventh Acupuncture Point was suddenly opened. With a continuous influx of energy, the previously dim glow of this point gradually became radiant, with energy surging like tides inside it, reflecting with the other ten Acupoints as if forming a constellation of stars.
Moreover, due to the abundant vitality and energy in this second pouch of blood, at the moment the Eleventh Acupuncture Point opened, a tremendous wave of energy surged forth from all eleven Acupoints, rushing through two meridians towards the Twelfth Acupuncture Point.
It was as if two torrents had burst their banks, crashing violently against the exceedingly dim Twelfth Acupuncture Point.
Bu's body shook; a grayish sweat seeped from his pores. However, within moments, it evaporated under the external surge of energy. The attempt to break through the Twelfth Acupuncture Point failed; although a torrent of energy gathered within him and continuously struck against it, the Twelfth Acupuncture Point remained as solid as an iron dam, showing no signs of being opened.
Focusing his mind, Bu entered his Personal Attribute Interface and found that his total energy value had now changed to 119 points—still lacking just a bit more.
"Since I'm already at it, I might as well drink all three remaining pouches at once and see how far I can go," Bu Shuang thought with reddened eyes. The immense benefits before him made it hard for him to hold back.
Without hesitation, he tossed aside the empty pouch in his hand and grabbed the third pouch on the table to gulp down.
Sean Sterling's expression was now one of shock bordering on numbness; he had witnessed what could only be described as a miraculous scene.
After seeing Bu drink down the first pouch of blood and gradually weaken the aura of death surrounding him—his aging face transforming from that of a man in his forties to appearing two or three years younger—even some gray hair showed hints of returning color—this alone left him astounded!
But then came Bu drinking down the second pouch of blood; that astonishment turned into sheer shock and numbness.
Who could imagine? Who could accept that someone could drink some blood right before their eyes and suddenly appear seven or eight years younger? White hair turning into gray hair while a once heavy aura of death began to dissipate gradually.
However, this alone was not enough to leave Sean Sterling completely numb. What truly left him in shock was that after drinking the second bag of fresh blood, Bu actually experienced a breakthrough. Although this breakthrough was merely the opening of an Acupoint and not a significant leap in rank, it still made Sean Sterling's heart tremble, his expression frozen in utter disbelief.
He had heard of precious elixirs that could greatly enhance one's energy, but who had ever heard of drinking human blood to boost internal energy?
Sean Sterling nearly couldn't resist the urge to raise his wand and strike Bu a few times to see if he was dreaming, to check if Bu would feel pain.
In this shocking numbness, Sean Sterling stared blankly as Bu gulped down the remaining three bags of fresh blood.
With the third bag, Bu's aging face returned to that of someone in their thirties. The deathly aura surrounding him dissipated, and half of his white hair turned completely gray, with only a few inconspicuous strands of white remaining. Moreover, the Twelfth Acupuncture Point within him was successfully opened, causing Sean Sterling's mouth to slightly part in astonishment.
With the fourth bag, Bu's appearance in his thirties became several years younger again. The deathly aura around him faded to almost undetectable levels, and his half-gray long hair began to show signs of turning black. Fortunately, he did not make another breakthrough, which relieved Sean Sterling somewhat in his daze.
As for the fifth bag, Sean Sterling had mentally prepared himself for what would happen when Bu drank it. However, the sudden scene still sent shockwaves through his mind, leaving him dizzy and somewhat frantic.
Just a moment ago, Bu had looked around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old; now he appeared to be only twenty-four or twenty-five. The deathly aura completely vanished, and although his black hair had a slight gray tint, there was no trace of white hair left. Furthermore, the external energy surged forth once more, increasing by ten percent as he opened another Acupoint.
"This is impossible! This is impossible! This can't be real!" Sean Sterling's usual calm demeanor shattered as he felt disoriented and confused while gazing at the young man before him, muttering almost like a dreamer.
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