Ling Xiao: Search, search, search for blood vessels.
Once the vein was found, the needle was inserted straight into the monk's flesh. It went in easily, and the monk's terrified eyes showed the pain he was enduring.
But the goddess showed no mercy, stabbing him again and again as if he were toying with a wild animal. The monk's originally pale skin on his arms was now covered with terrifying bluish bruises.
The monks could not bear to watch any longer, and they all lowered their eyes, their lips moving slightly as if they were praying for their poor disciple.
Seemingly tired of the game, the goddess plunged in again, and crimson blood gushed from the tube.
The blood droplets were like the finest rubies, beautiful and alluring, and the goddess smiled with satisfaction.
Ling Xiao: As expected of me, I found a vein after only eight tries...
Witnessing the goddess's smile, the others shivered, tightened their clothes, and some with weaker mental fortitude even squeezed their legs together.
Blood is the essence of a person, and in ancient times, blood was considered extremely important. When a goddess was seen drawing blood from a monk, it was as if she was drawing away the monk's life or lifespan.
Insert the needle into Liu Zi's arm, and hang a transparent blood bag between the two sides.
Dozens of eyes watched as blood dripped from the monk's body into a blood bag, and then into Liu Zi's body.
The Chu princess, who was closest to him, noticed that Liu Zi's complexion seemed to have regained its rosy hue and exclaimed, "He... he's alive!"
Seeing that Liu Zi's complexion had improved, the crowd looked over there and saw that the monk's face was pale and covered in cold sweat, as if he were about to die.
The two were in completely opposite situations before!
The system lazily rolled its eyes. The monk was scaring himself, believing he had really been drained of his life.
Therefore, idealism is unacceptable, and we must adhere to dialectical materialism.
Li Yue asked, "Aunt, did you take the monk's life force and give it to Zhou Liu?" Although it was a question, he was already certain.
This is the power of immortals; they can seize the secrets of heaven, allowing you to live or die at will!
Ling Xiao estimated that the time was about right. The human body has a limited blood volume, and a maximum of 400ml can be drawn at a time, otherwise there would be a risk to life.
After removing the rubber tube, the goddess examined Liu Zi and, seemingly satisfied with the result, completely disregarded the unconscious monk, and laughed:
The statement "After a moment, the bloodline of Shennong will awaken" may seem like an unanswered question, but it actually contains the answer.
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