Chapter 95: Shock

Chapter 95: Shock

Feeling the simple consciousness of a mother conveyed by the Blood Tree, Wen Ying was stunned, his entire being— or rather, the entire Magic City— frozen in place. The syringe almost slipped from his grasp and fell to the ground.

What on earth was this? What kind of bizarre creature was the Blood Tree?

Startled, Wen Ying wanted nothing more than to rush back to the castle and demand an explanation from Aruda.

The Blood Tree didn't seem to possess any emotions of its own, or perhaps it currently had only one simple urge: to eat. It continuously urged Wen Ying to find new sustenance, its insatiable hunger affecting him and causing his aggression to surge. The whites of his silver eyes were now tinged with red.

"Fed up with this nonsense! If you keep pestering me, I'll dig you out and toss you away!" Wen Ying growled. The Blood Tree's relentless urging suddenly lessened.

It seemed that apart from the simple desire to eat, there was also a survival instinct at play. Wen Ying scratched his head. What exactly had Aruda given him? Was it really safe to cultivate this thing?

But Aruda was still unscathed, not listed on the Demon Realm's wanted list nor in jail. He should be fine... But if he were to be influenced by the Blood Tree's instincts and casually kill demons for their blood, he'd be hunted down in no time.

After a moment of hesitation, Wen Ying couldn't resist the allure of infinite resurrection, deciding to proceed regardless.

He would just have to restrain himself. Or perhaps... he could trade some of his magic cards for blood in the future? He wondered if the extremist demons would be willing to part with a little blood for his character cards.

Wen Ying had been preoccupied with the idea of obtaining "legitimate blood," and before he knew it, it was already time for Feng Luo's practical class in the afternoon. It was only when Wen Ying was called out by Feng Luo that he snapped back to reality from his intense contemplation.

"Ah? Teacher Feng Luo, what is it?" Wen Ying's gaze was blank.

Feng Luo's eyes narrowed slightly, exuding a hint of menace. "Daydreaming?"

Wen Ying instantly regained his composure, standing straight with his head held high. "Not at all!"

Feng Luo stared at him for a moment before shifting his gaze and continuing with the lesson. Soon, they began individual practice. This time, Belos was faster than Lan Jiaying, pulling on Wen Ying's arm to lead him to their chosen spot.

Lan Jiaying: "?" What's wrong with Belos?

After letting go of Wen Ying's hand, Belos pressed a hand against his neck, stretching as he kept a fierce gaze locked onto Wen Ying, his presence intimidating.

"Are you ready to pay the price?"

The Blood Tree incident had disrupted Wen Ying's focus on the weekend event, so he simply extended his index finger and spoke calmly. "Have you noticed that your bottom line keeps dropping?"

In response, Belos swung a punch directly at Wen Ying.

"I'm merely discovering that you're courting death more and more."

Observing the intense battle between the two today, Feng Luo noticed that Belos was seething with anger. Compared to when he first arrived, Wen Ying's combat skills had vastly improved. Back then, he wouldn't last thirty seconds against Belos. Now, while he might not be completely at ease, he could at least hold his own.

To be able to fare this well against Belos indicated a decent proficiency in close combat.

...Gulp! The Blood Tree suddenly triggered an irresistible urge for blood within Wen Ying.

Reacting instinctively, Wen Ying's right hand formed a claw that left a scratch on Belos's neck, escalating his aggression significantly.