An inexplicable chill rose in Dan Ji's heart.
She hated this feeling, as if it took her back hundreds of years, when she was still that helpless Trash, repeatedly frustrated by the Senior Brothers in the Sect, and then, after entering the Evil Path, pursued by the experts of the Netherworld Department—that deep sense of powerlessness and fear.
At this moment, she found that feeling again in a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy.
"Go to hell!"
She suddenly erupted in fury, using all her strength to twist Changqing's neck.
With a "boom," Changqing's body, like a broken rag doll, was thrown to the ground by Dan Ji with all her might.
"You scum, you still dare to try and scare this Lord! Daydreaming! Die for me! Die! Die!"
She rode on Changqing's corpse like a madwoman, punching his head repeatedly, smashing it into a muddy mess and leaving a deep crater in the ground.
She only stopped when she was drenched in sweat and almost exhausted.
Gasping for breath, she looked at the headless corpse beneath her and suddenly felt a sense of dullness.
"Why would I stoop to the level of a grandstanding clown? What a joke."
With that, she stood up, preparing to search for the true Hundred Flowers Token, and then, with the Legacy, leave this place, but suddenly, her pupils sharply contracted.
From the deep crater where Changqing's vanished head had been, a slender, crimson tentacle stretched out.
Then, his headless body slowly stood up.
Dan Ji was stunned; she thought of a possibility, a possibility that filled her with despair.
Countless crimson tentacles extended from Changqing's neck, intertwining and weaving together, re-forming Changqing's head.
Before she could think further, almost instinctively, Dan Ji dodged backward, a crimson shadow flashed, leaving a deep gash where she had just stood.
Changqing looked at the gash on the ground, then at the huge war hammer formed by the crimson tentacles wrapped around his arm, and nodded with satisfaction.
"The Blood Demon Spirit is truly a good thing; not only can it heal injuries and enhance vitality, but it can also control the surrounding Blood Qi at will and transform as desired. It's truly marvelous."
"This is impossible!" Dan Ji cried out loudly.
"Even if you have an Innate Spiritual Body and can use the Blood Demon Spirit without refining it, your Blood Qi at the Second Level of the Moment Realm isn't enough to activate it! How did you do it?!"
"So, this ability is called an Innate Spiritual Body…"
Changqing, upon hearing this, did not rush to answer. Instead, he transformed the flesh of his hands into two ferocious wolf-tooth war hammers and attacked Dan Ji.
If it were before, such an attack would be as laughable as a Child's game to Dan Ji, but at this moment, she was at the end of her rope and poisoned, so she could only parry with difficulty.
Although Changqing's expression remained blank, just like Liu Lu initially, his head, regenerated by the Blood Demon Spirit, was somewhat sluggish at first.
At this moment, he was fighting Dan Ji almost purely by instinctive will, muttering to himself.
"Master, the Medium Grade Mystic Spirit, the Blood Storage Spirit, you personally gave me."
Dan Ji remained utterly perplexed.
Indeed, the Blood Storage Spirit she gave Changqing, though only a Medium Grade Mystic Spirit, could store a large amount of Blood Qi.
And before she gave the Blood Storage Spirit to Changqing, it was filled with her own Venerable Essence Blood, so the Blood Qi could be said to be very abundant, more than enough to activate the Blood Demon Spirit for a period of time.
But the problem was that Changqing was only at the Second Level of the Moment Realm, with only twenty acupoints in his entire body, which was not enough to carry the Blood Storage Spirit.
Even if he had cultivated the Earth Palace Viscera, it was already being used to carry the Blood Demon Spirit. How on earth was he using the Blood Storage Spirit?
Let us rewind time to when Changqing had just cultivated the Earth Palace Viscera and returned from the cave where Dan Ji was sealed to meet Luo Hongyan.
Looking at the Flame Spirit, which Changqing held on his fingertip, faintly glowing with fire, Luo Hongyan's mouth dropped open.
Although this Flame Spirit was just the most common Low Grade Yellow Spirit, not worth mentioning.
The problem was that Changqing had not refined it at all; he simply held the Flame Spirit in his hand and then casually placed it into an acupoint.
As simple as drinking water.
Luo Hongyan thought to herself that if she were to subdue an unowned Flame Spirit, it would take her at least half an hour.
"Are you a monster? How is this possible?"
Changqing, however, nodded thoughtfully, as if he had long anticipated this.
"Indeed, Dan Ji lied to me. Her claim that I could directly use the Imperial Spirit she gave me because my Blood Qi was of the same origin as hers was all nonsense. This is actually my own ability."
"Changqing, this ability of yours is too Heaven-Defying!"
Luo Hongyan said with some excitement.
"I originally thought your talent was very low, but now it seems you are simply a Genius."
Changqing, however, was somewhat unconcerned. This ability in Cultivation merely saved the tedious effort of refining; apart from saving some time and energy, it didn't seem like a big deal.
But after thinking for a moment, his eyes lit up.
"You mean, with this ability of mine, can I directly snatch other people's Imperial Spirits?"
Luo Hongyan rolled her eyes at him, "You're still not satisfied with such a powerful ability? You even want to snatch other people's Imperial Spirits. Imperial Spirits are usually carried within a Cultivator's acupoints, and acupoints are in a Cultivator's mind. How would you snatch them, by sticking your hand in?"
"Hmm… you're right, it's not easy to snatch them, unless…"
…
"Unless the Imperial Spirit to be snatched is visible and tangible, a physical entity. I'll devour both the Imperial Spirit and the Cultivator entirely."
Changqing murmured, looking at the row of headless female demons lying on the ground and Liu Lu's deformed corpse.
All of this was within his plan.
After confirming that he possessed the ability to use Imperial Spirits directly without refining them, he had formulated a plan in his mind.
Injecting Dan Ji with poison was just the first step; he had naturally guessed that Dan Ji, as a dignified Evil Lord of the Thousand Autumn Realm, would have means of retaliation.
Therefore, for the second step, he needed to have the power to fight Dan Ji.
He didn't need immense power, just enough to steadily suppress her after she was poisoned, like Liu Lu had done, and that would be enough.
He first thought of the Blood Demon Spirit.
Dan Ji had said that the Earth Palace Viscera he cultivated could carry any level of Blood Law Spirit, regardless of the number of acupoints, so using the Blood Demon Spirit would naturally be no problem for him.
The issue was that activating the Blood Demon Spirit required a large consumption of Blood Qi; otherwise, he would become a walking corpse, like Liu Lu, whose entire body was taken over by the Blood Demon Spirit. How was he to activate it?
Changqing thought of the Blood Storage Spirit Dan Ji had left him.
However, the Blood Storage Spirit was a Medium Grade Yellow Spirit, requiring fifty acupoints to carry, and it was currently in his Earth Palace Viscera.
If the Earth Palace Viscera was used to carry the Blood Demon Spirit, he would not be able to use the Blood Storage Spirit.
But Changqing had perfectly solved this problem.
Thinking this, he knelt on the ground and began to gnaw on Liu Lu.
His tattered blood-stained clothes and pale, emaciated face revealed the inhuman torment he had endured.
Yes, just moments ago, while Dan Ji was still battling the Hundred Flowers Remnant Soul in the Domain, Changqing, alone in Dan Ji's Blood Pool, had cultivated another organ of the Six Viscera and Eight Organs: the Blood Sea Organ.
