Cultivators Are So Weak in This World

Celestial Curtain Pavilion.

Inside the tearoom, surrounded by red walls, the floor was empty.

In an area of dozens of square meters, only a set of low table and chairs sat in the center.

On the dark red long table, Zhang Rongfang and Yue Dewen sat opposite each other.

"So, are you the Moon God now, or are you Yue Dewen? Can you tell me?" Zhang Rongfang asked seriously.

He changed into casual clothes, his long hair tied up, and the blood flame in his eyes restrained, looking just like an ordinary rich family's martial arts disciple.

His pale skin could easily be mistaken for the result of long periods without labor or exercise.

But at this moment, the Moon God, or rather Yue Dewen, certainly wouldn't think so.

After experiencing significant changes just now, he truly understood the weight behind the title of Blood Immortal Ancestor.

He and Ounan couldn't even handle an ordinary demon, let alone face the thirteen high-ranking demons.

Not to mention the even stronger three kings and that eerie faceless man.

If it weren't for Zhang Rongfang's timely intervention, he would definitely have bit the dust.

"I actually don't know either." The Moon God picked up the tea, staring at the tender leaves floating slightly, lost in thought.

"During my hermitage in the underground city, I extracted all the Spiritual Lines from my body. Now, I am completely an ordinary person. No... perhaps even ordinary martial artists are physically better than I am right now, because extracting the Spiritual Line causes significant harm to the body."

"Split Spirit Device?" Zhang Rongfang understood and sighed, "Master, why didn't you come to find me?"

"Nonsense, am I the master or are you? I left out of my own decision, if I died, I died, if I became useless, I became useless, why drag others down?" The Moon God stated matter-of-factly.

"Even though I'm down and out, it's only because I was momentarily unlucky. If I were to perish, it's due to my own lack of preparation, and nothing more."

His gaze was calm, the pride deeply rooted in his heart decided that even if he knew his disciple was doing well, he would never come for help.

Zhang Rongfang remained silent.

In retrospect, it was indeed the case. How extraordinary the Moon God was, planning and scheming for hundreds of years, setting up to devour Spirit Flying Heaven, achieving enlightenment, invincible in the world.

Then breaking free from the cage, only to have success slip from grasp due to a small demon energy pollution.

And he, it was actually just sheer luck, after going out, the power on him was not lost, nor was he targeted by the extreme demon energy pollution.

"Talking about it now has no meaning." The Moon God said solemnly, "Since I extracted the Spiritual Lines, everything about the Moon God is already in the past. The fundamental of the Spirit People is the Spiritual Line. Moreover, I was the strongest deity Buddha in the Great Spirit Heaven. Most of my life and memories had already merged with the Spiritual Line.

The extraction caused more damage than imagined. But... I had no choice then."

Looking back now, he was also helpless.

"It's okay." Zhang Rongfang solemnly said, "Perhaps I can try to help you recover."

"How to recover something that's already gone?" The Moon God shook his head slightly. "Whether it's the Moon God or Yue Dewen, they are all me. Now none of that matters. What's important is...."

He paused for a moment.

"That kid Ounan is a so-called bloodline inheritor, involving the Secret Keepers, Chana Tower won't let him go. But that kid is quite decent, if you can assist him a little, consider it on behalf of this old man. And about the underground city, the Human Alliance is already short on people, I've lived there quite a while too...."

"I understand. Someone has already gone to handle things in the underground city, hopefully, it's in time. And for Ounan..." Zhang Rongfang rubbed his finger joints.

"The Three Great Seals must be unlocked, it is the common wish of the three of us, I hope you, Master Yue, can understand. The Secret Keepers are obstacles on this path, I can only promise not to kill him." He answered seriously.

"Why so?" The Moon God frowned.

"Why?" Zhang Rongfang sighed, stood up, and gazed out the window at the distant floating Celestial Lotus Palace.

"Because, this world is destined to be destroyed. And the time of destruction is not far... This matter will be thoroughly announced at the upcoming conference to gain everyone's support."

"Destruction...?!" The Moon God's eyes widened in shock. He had heard rumors, but rumors spoken by someone of Zhang Rongfang's stature carried entirely different weight.

"Master Yue... stay, I will gradually show you all the reasons and evidence." Zhang Rongfang said sincerely.

"With this body, where else can I go now?" The Moon God fell silent for a moment, smiling bitterly. "World destruction... how long exactly?"

"At most, another four hundred years." Zhang Rongfang repeated what La had said.

"Four hundred years... indeed not long...." The Moon God nodded.

"That's why I had no choice but to cooperate with such evil forces as Chana Tower." Zhang Rongfang sighed, "If it were my old temper, I would have already teamed up with the Eternal Palace to eradicate Chana Tower, how could I allow them to harm people like this?"

"...." How can you not feel embarrassed saying that?

The Moon God was speechless, as far as he knew, the Blood Alliance's reputation in Yuan City was even more twisted than Chana Tower. Most people in the Human Alliance were extremely afraid of it, even more than Chana Tower.

After all, the evil spirits of Chana Tower were mostly mindless fools, but the bloodlines of the Blood Alliance were different.

Where the blood carpet covered, the bloodlines occupied and eroded all resources.

"Master, do you know that I and the Eternal Palace are about to hold a conference in Taoyuan to reveal the world's truth." Zhang Rongfang said seriously.

"When?"

"In five days."

"Five days..." The Moon God paused, "Can I attend?"

"Master Yue, if you come, you are absolutely welcome." Zhang Rongfang smiled.

Since coming to this world, Master Yue had given him the most help and care. This old man, though sometimes unpredictable, was overall quite good to him.

He remembered all of this.

Now there was finally a chance to repay, and he felt very happy about it.

"Next, I will proceed with the bloodline transformation for you, Master. Please do not refuse." Zhang Rongfang once again stated.

"Bloodline.... Trouble you." The Moon God ultimately did not refuse.

Now, to quickly restore his terrifying power, transforming into a bloodline was the fastest way.

His martial arts realm was now extraordinarily high, vaguely breaking through the original system's shackles, reaching a new unprecedented level.

The only thing holding him back was his body.

As long as the body catches up....

Immediately, Zhang Rongfang gently clapped his hands.

At once, outside the tea room, Chang Yuqing, who had been waiting for a long time, carefully carried a bowl of thick dark red blood soup and slowly walked in.

She stood beside the Moon God and gently placed the blood soup in front of him.

The blood soup was served in a blue porcelain bowl, with the red liquid constantly churning, bubbling, and evaporating thin wisps of strange red mist.

If someone were to observe closely, they would discover that the red mist continuously twisted into the outlines of small bats, bizarre beyond compare.

"Among the Bloodline, it is divided into Root, Duke, Marquis, Earl, Viscount, Baron, and common bloodlines, amounting to eight levels," Zhang Rongfang introduced.

"And this bowl of refined blood before you, once consumed, you will reach the Duke Level Bloodline.

This level of bloodline greatly enhances the body in all aspects. The reason is not that disciples are stingy with the Root Level bloodline; it's because the Root Level bloodline can only be awakened by the bloodline itself, and external forces cannot assist."

The Moon God looked at the blood soup in front of him and was silent for a moment.

"I trust you," he said earnestly.

He lifted the porcelain bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

Clang.

The porcelain bowl was placed back on the table, and the Moon God's face flushed red, letting out a burp.

In less than a minute, he felt his body starting to heat up, with lumps of varying sizes appearing on his skin.

"Sleep now. When you awaken, it will be a new beginning," Zhang Rongfang's eyes glowed with the blood flame, and an invisible hypnotic intention enveloped Yue Dewen, allowing him to slowly fall asleep.

This is the biological mind control ability.

He just slightly influenced the Moon God to spare him too much pain.

Soon, a large volume of blood water gushed out from the Moon God's skin pores, turning him into a blood person.

The thick blood water soon dried, hardened, and became a scab, wrapping him completely.

A glaring bright light continuously flickered on his chest.

Layers of blood water kept pouring out, turning into scabs, gradually transforming the Moon God into a blood cocoon.

Zhang Rongfang sat by the table, quietly watching all the changes.

He too had expectations in his heart.

Whether among the Spirit People, or among warriors, the Moon God was an absolutely invincible powerhouse.

If such a top individual were to become a Bloodline....

He did not move, just sat calmly across, closing his eyes, practicing the Five Heart Qi Collection Skill.

Outside the window, it gradually darkened, then slowly brightened again.

Day and night alternated, constantly changing.

Zhang Rongfang always sat by the table, quietly meditating, waiting.

One day, two days.

Three days, four days.

Suddenly, Zhang Rongfang opened his eyes, staring intently at the other side.

Silently, the blood scabs on the Moon God slowly crumbled, turning into powder, and scattered on the surrounding ground.

The blood cocoon shattered, revealing the now unchanged face of the Moon God within.

It was the same as before, seemingly not changing at all.

Unlike other bloodlines, the Moon God didn't even change skin color; only his eyes turned dark red.

"Succeeded?" Zhang Rongfang asked.

"It seems like it..." The Moon God stretched out both hands, spreading them open to look at the palm lines above, as if somewhat unclear about his state.

"I feel like nothing has changed?"

"What more do you want? The greatest advantage of a bloodline is rapid regeneration and pollution resistance, the rest...."

Boom!!

Suddenly, a circle of dark red ripples surged explosively from the Moon God.

Even Zhang Rongfang was caught off guard; by the time the ripples had already spread over ten meters, completely disintegrating the walls, ceiling, and floor of the entire tea room into a blood carpet.

He hurriedly raised his hand.

An invisible space distortion, like a huge ball-shaped glass layer, completely enveloped the Moon God.

Just finishing all of this, he looked up to see the Moon God again, and suddenly showed a surprised expression.

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Taoyuan.

The cold wind was biting, just in front of the newly constructed palace, a large plaque was being slowly hung above the main gate.

The plaque had a black background and red characters, inscribed with: Chenxi Palace.

"Why does the dawn that represents hope have to use red characters? Can't we change it to another color?" Di Pa complained somewhat unhappily.

"This... Palace Master, it is not something we can decide; it was set by the Daoist Ancestor and the Eternal Palace Master," the leading Spirit People responsible for installing the plaque answered cautiously.

Inside Chenxi Palace, hundreds of people had already moved in ahead of time.

Most of these people were representatives from various gathering places and interaction zones.

Even the Human Alliance, which had always stayed hidden, sent adaptive experts to participate in this grand event.

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