Chapter 35 - 35
Shen Qingqiu didn't know how he made it back to the Gold Weapon shop. He went upstairs to his room, still dazed, and fell onto his bed. All he could think about was how the blood that had been poured into his stomach was now flowing around his entire body. He tossed and turned all night long.
When an ancient demon's blood leaves their body it can still be manipulated by the heirs of that bloodline. If someone drinks it, death was not the only possible consequence. In fact, among the many possibilities, death wasn't even the worst.
For example, in the original novel, Luo Binghe was able to easily manipulate his blood in a variety of ways, including using it as a poison, tracker, brainwas.h.i.+ng and s** tool, human parasitic blood mites, and so on.
Shen Qingqiu was covered in cold sweat, half-awake and half-asleep, until he finally fell into a deep sleep at dawn. He hadn't slept for long when he was awakened by the sound of earthshakingly loud cheering. He stumbled out of bed. Since he had fallen into bed with all his clothes on, he didn't need to dress himself. Just as he was about to open the door, it shot open and an excited teenager bounced his way in.
Yang Yixuan said excitedly, "The city gate is open! The city gate is open!"
Shen Qingqiu: "What?"
Yang Yixuan shouted, "Those red monsters have all been caught! The gates are open! Jinlan City is finally saved!" The thought of his father's sacrifice brought tears to his eyes. Shen Qingqiu had a splitting headache but he still tried to comfort the teenager. He thought to himself, So fast! They were all caught in just one night?
The moment the gates were opened, various cultivators who had been watching from the sidelines a few miles outside of the city swarmed inside, gathering at the city's plaza where Mu Qingfang was distributing the pills he had prepared. The formerly lifeless Jinlan City residents were now full of joy. A total of seven sowers had were captured alive. They were currently being kept isolated in an enchanted barrier set by Zhao Hua Temple.
Shen Qingqiu saw Liu Qingge, who seemed absorbed in thought. Shen Qingqiu went up to him and clapped him on the back: "What happened last night?"
Liu Qingge glanced at him and said darkly: "What happened to your disciple?"
Shen Qingqiu: "What did he do?"