Chapter 48 Unlocking a new balance?
There were the sounds of footsteps, and the door slowly opened a narrow strip, revealing half of Celilda's face, her eyes rolling around.
"Come in, you're alone, the others will wait outside."
Tu Xing stepped into the room and repeated it almost word for word, including the pauses and facial expressions.
When the blood was dripping, Tu Xing placed his wrist on the cloth pad and asked, "How much blood do you want?"
This time, "What do you want with my blood?"
To turn passivity into initiative, the answer already exists.
The woman does not possess magical powers herself, but only uses the Sultan as a medium, which prevents her from leaving the Sultan. After the magic item is lost, her ability drops sharply, and she desperately wants to obtain this power.
Asking questions despite knowing the answer will lead to a change in the topic.
Celilda half-lowered her head, her eyes looking downward. "I'm going to make a potion and study the effects of your power. I can't peel your hand off, can I?"
"It's nothing more than blood and hair."
"Or, I could make you some potion, but if it changes the balance in your body, it would be a small loss for the greater good."
"Now they're using your blood to make potions for others to study on."
Hearing this, Tu Xing smiled understandingly. It seemed that he was very important to her, no wonder she was so polite and flexible.
Perhaps he was also afraid of Tu Xing's slight backlash and did not dare to kill him.
Celilda said in a reassuring tone, "Don't worry, I won't take any more of your blood. It's rare to find someone as kind as Pingheng, how could he do anything to you?"
As they were chatting, Tu Xing suddenly thought: Why didn’t she mention that she was accidentally stabbed in the back of my body?
Celilda stood by, holding down the upright knife herself.
The woman had asked about what happened before, and seemed to think it was just a coincidence, so she just used the method that Sudan had used successfully?
Or, what's the key here?
Tu Xing thought quickly, and an idea flashed across her mind. She didn't want to let the demonic power directly into her body, but only transmit the power? Was it because there was a hidden danger?
We are not in the process of looking back now. Asking random questions will easily sow suspicion and cause trouble. So let's stop here for now.
Tu Xing cooperated by dropping three drops of blood, pointing his finger upwards, and before the woman could express her dissatisfaction, he said:
"The power of the demon god is so strong, how can ordinary people withstand it? The less the better. I only have a little bit, and sometimes I can't control myself."
Celilda's expression relaxed and she nodded in acceptance.
She shouted outside, "Xue Rui, come in and pour some tea!"
A voice came from afar, "Okay——"
Celilda took out the other materials, and Tu Xing said, "According to the proportion, you can save some materials."
This is a disguised reminder to her that it is a futile attempt to mix the ingredients in proportion and not to make them randomly.
Hearing this, Celilda paused, "Yes."
Ben paused with his wild gesture, and poured again at a much smaller angle. After pouring it all in, he picked up the spoon and stirred it.
Tu Xing: "You asked me to come in. Apart from this, is there any magic I can learn?"
Celilda's expression was the same as before. After reading it again, Tu Xing suddenly realized what it meant.
He had to go along with it, because he actually didn't want him to learn it, and it wasn't because of Luo Bo's words.
But it makes sense, it is instinctive to hide the way one establishes one's own foundation.
Not to mention, rumors circulated that she had killed all the other wizards and mages and burned their books just to maintain her position.
When the book was successfully in his hands, Tu Xing couldn't help but smile ingratiatingly, "Thank you, sir."
Celilda looked noticeably better and smiled as well.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door, "Sir, the water you requested."
Celilda tilted her head: "Come in."
Tu Xing looked at the person who came. The other party raised his eyes to meet his gaze very quickly, then lowered his head in an instant, holding a large square plate in both hands, walked to the table and poured two glasses.
She put down the teapot and stepped back silently.
Celilda shook the bowl in her hand and said, "Xue Rui, wait a minute, come here and try the potion before you leave."
The maid froze, "My Lord...you have a slave who specializes in testing drugs."
While they were talking, Xue Rui looked up at the young man who had appeared in the room.
Tu Xing knew that she would observe his expression, and was looking at her.
Xue Rui was stunned, her eyes twitching slightly and rapidly, and she finally came to her senses, "Let Xie Sang come, I'm having my period, and you're used to having men."
Celilda said with a hint of dissatisfaction, "Call him in as soon as possible."
"Yes." The maid left quickly.
Tu Xing lowered his head and continued to familiarize himself with the contents of the book, silently reciting the introductory methods.
Soon, the maid brought the person in and left silently.
After a conversation, Xiesang was about to drink it in one gulp.
At this time, Tu Xing said nonchalantly: "Wait, lick it first to taste it, why are you in such a hurry? Isn't it a waste of food?"
Then, turning sideways to Celilda, he spoke softly, "This is like trying it twice: once with a very small dose, and once with the full dose."
Almost immediately, Celilda accepted the suggestion and said to the short, dark man:
"Just lick it once. If you lick it more, your body might not be able to handle it and it might explode."
Xie Sang was frightened and said with a look of fear, "Yes, just a little bit."
As he spoke, he stuck out his tongue, just touching the tip of his tongue, then closed his mouth and swallowed it along with his saliva.
Xie Sang looked nervous, and under the gaze of the three people, his skin color slowly changed, turning the familiar black into red.
Just when I thought the lava man was about to appear again, it suddenly stopped?!
It's similar to the level of a tattoo, and the facial features are still clear.
Xie Sang looked at his new skin curiously, raised his hand and clenched it into a fist, "I feel like I really feel stronger and more energetic!"
Seeing this, Tu Xing blinked, and accidentally unlocked a new balance?
If the golden pattern represents success, then these black and red patterns shouldn't count, right?
After all, the demonic power is purple-red, and what appears are golden patterns.
It can be said that he maintains a balance, with normal thinking and physical functions, but also some special powers.
Celilda looked surprised, her mouth half open as she glanced up and down. "I've never seen anything like this before."
The short, dark-skinned man hesitated, "So, was this a success, or..."
"Yes." Celilda looked curious. "Although it's not the effect I wanted, it's still rare."
Xie Sang's face was full of excitement. "Then can I follow you? Become yours?"
Celilda nodded. "Okay, you can keep it like this. If you adapt well to the palace, you will be mine."
This was the second time Tu Xing had heard the term "under your name," and he couldn't help but ask curiously, "Am I also under your name?"
The woman looked back and said, "You are from the Sudan, how come you belong to me?"
The implication is that they are still each a faction? !
Tu Xing gestured to the magic book in front of him, looking very disappointed: "Even after learning it, can't I do it?"
Hearing the question, the woman patted the book in relief, without touching it:
"You have this intention, which means you are on my side. It's not in vain that I brought you along."
"But you still have to get in first. It's not that simple. Besides, you haven't been treated unfairly by the Sultan."
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