Chapter 127 - At the Door to the Life Chronicle, a Dream, a Girl, and a Crow - Part 3
About a month later.
Biting cold winds howled. This was Li Yuan’s third winter since transmigrating to this world.
That day, a sudden realization swept over him. A surge of exquisite sensation rushed through his body, and one of his two shadow blood pearls abruptly swelled and then split apart, forming separate beads—not many, but enough to begin a rudimentary full-body coverage, creating a simple shadow blood veil.
Checking his status window, Li Yuan saw—
NEW! Unnamed Cultivation Technique - Rank 8 (1/300)
He wasted no time, immediately pouring in 299 points. Instantly, a flood of strange but distinctly personal memories tore through his mind.
Cultivation, after all, meant repeating breakthroughs. Compressing his blood, ingesting flesh and blood, constantly intensifying the pressure—yet surviving it.
In the next moment, his self-created unnamed technique hit peak eighth rank.
Within him, the shadow blood beads expanded again, splitting into even more droplets that coursed throughout his bloodstream. Occasionally, they collided with his bones, only to bounce away, unable to fuse.
He picked up his Dragon-Fanged Spear and took note of his overall combat power—305~705!
“I’ve already surpassed General Mammoth. But that 705 definitely requires me to ignite all the shadow blood droplets at once to achieve it.”
Sensing the tension in his body, Li Yuan realized that unleashing all his shadow blood beads in one go would cause recoil. He’d likely be injured and left weakened afterward. Definitely not something to use lightly.