Chapter 948
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Chapter 948 A Bottle of Blood
“Besides, since you had already recovered this morning, why didn’t you just escape directly? Why specifically seek me out for a trade?” Fang Yu asked.
“I might be able to escape from the dungeon, but I definitely can’t leave North City,” said Yagi Ken, looking at Fang Yu with a faint red glow in his right eye. “I know I’m no match for you, and there are even stronger people in the Martial Arts Association.”
“But I still don’t need your blood,” Fang Yu said.
“What if I tell you that my blood can eliminate illness and increase a person’s strength more than tenfold?” Yagi Ken stared at Fang Yu and said in a deep voice.
“Isn’t that similar to Golden Dragon Blood? But I heard that Golden Dragon Blood only lasts for a few short hours,” Fang Yu said with a slight smile.
“Golden Dragon Blood… that’s a finished product the Miyashima family makes by processing the blood we provide,” Yagi Ken said. “A bottle of Golden Dragon Blood contains only a tiny amount of actual blood, so naturally its effect is poor.”
“But the deal I’m discussing with you now… is for a large quantity of blood.”
“The amount in this bottle is enough to completely transform a person’s constitution!”
After hearing what Yagi Ken said, Fang Yu’s eyes flickered slightly.
The Fallen Dragon, the Great Serpent.
The Great Serpent system, the Yagi family… blood that could transform the human constitution.
It sounded interesting.
“How do I know you’re not bluffing? I’ve never heard of anyone’s blood having such a powerful effect,” Fang Yu said.
“With your strength, you can certainly see that my blood is extraordinary,” Yagi Ken said with sharp eyes.
Fang Yu rubbed his chin, sizing up Yagi Ken.
To be honest, he was quite interested in Yagi Ken’s blood.
Not because of the effects Yagi Ken described… but because of the holy power it contained, and the name “Fallen Dragon Clan.”
The condition for the trade was simply to let Yagi Ken go.
Yagi Ken’s life was of little importance to Fang Yu anyway.
This trade was all profit, no loss.
“Alright, the deal is done. You’re free to go,” Fang Yu said.
Yagi Ken breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.
“Wait, I’ll have someone bring a container for the blood,” Fang Yu turned and walked out of the cell.
Zheng Ze was waiting outside the cell.
“Go get me a glass bottle, a large one,” Fang Yu said.
“Glass bottle… right away.” Zheng Ze immediately turned and jogged away.
…
A few minutes later, Zheng Ze returned with a glass bottle that could hold one liter of liquid.
“Good,” Fang Yu said with satisfaction, taking the glass bottle and walking into the cell.
“Come on, fill one bottle first,” Fang Yu said.
Seeing the glass bottle in Fang Yu’s hand, Yagi Ken’s expression changed slightly.
But he didn’t say much, taking the blade Fang Yu handed him and cutting the skin on the inside of his left arm.
Pure black blood immediately flowed out, slowly sliding into the glass bottle.
“Your blood looks more like gasoline,” Fang Yu said, standing to the side.
Yagi Ken didn’t respond.
In East Island, no one would dare to comment on the fallen dragon bloodline of the Yagi clan like this.
But now, Yagi Ken was well aware of Fang Yu’s terrifying power, so naturally he wouldn’t argue at all.
After bleeding for several minutes, the black blood in the glass bottle filled about one-tenth of its capacity.
Yagi Ken pressed on the wound on his left hand and said, “That’s enough.”
“We agreed to fill a whole cup, but this is barely one-tenth,” Fang Yu said, widening his eyes.
“This amount of blood is already enough to transform a person’s constitution,” Yagi Ken said, his face slightly pale.
His recovery ability was indeed powerful, but its source was the blood in his body!
If too much blood was lost, it wouldn’t be easy to recover.
“Give a bit more blood, and I’ll release Miyashima Yuta too. What do you think?” Fang Yu asked.
“Miyashima Yuta’s life or death is none of my concern,” Yagi Ken said coldly.
His accompanying Miyashima Yuta this time was arranged forcibly by the family elders.
And Miyashima Yuta’s brainless actions after arriving in North City had dragged him into huge trouble, falling into the hands of a powerful person like Fang Yu.
If possible, he would even want to kill Miyashima Yuta himself!
“Well, seems like you really dislike him,” Fang Yu said.
“I’ve given you what you wanted,” Yagi Ken said.
“Don’t worry, I won’t go back on my word. I’ll even have my subordinates buy you a plane ticket back to East Island.” After saying this, Fang Yu turned and walked out of the cell.
…
“Mr. Fang, are you really going to release him?” Zheng Ze asked, walking beside Fang Yu.
“Let him go,” Fang Yu said, shaking the glass bottle in his hand. “The deal has been made.”
“Then what about Miyashima Yuta…” Zheng Ze asked with a slight frown.
“That will proceed through normal channels, it has nothing to do with Yagi Ken,” Fang Yu said.
After leaving the dungeon, Fang Yu took the bottle of fresh blood to Old Turtle’s territory.
When he found Old Turtle, he was sitting in front of a boiling medicine pot, watching the fire.
“Old Turtle, help me examine this blood,” Fang Yu said.
Old Turtle looked up and said irritably, “Again? I’m very busy. Don’t come to me for every little thing.”
“This is the so-called Fallen Dragon bloodline. Take a look and see if it has any similarities with my blood and Ling’er’s,” Fang Yu said.
Old Turtle sighed, stood up, took the glass bottle from Fang Yu’s hand, and walked into the cave.
“You can leave now. It will take at least a week before I have results,” Old Turtle said without looking back.
“That long?” Fang Yu frowned.
“Or would you like to do it yourself? You think it’s easy? I’m helping you monitor that little girl Ling’er’s condition, extracting her blood daily for analysis, recording blood changes, while also preparing medicinal solutions to try to wake her up. And on top of all that, you keep bringing new things for me to analyze… do you think I can be in two places at once?” Old Turtle turned around and berated him. “You should know that I’m older than you, and my energy is quite limited!”
After being thoroughly scolded by Old Turtle, Fang Yu could only smile awkwardly.
Analyzing blood was something Fang Yu could do himself, but it would take considerable time.
Fang Yu didn’t have the leisure for such tasks right now.
So, he could only trouble a professional like Old Turtle.
Recently, Old Turtle had indeed been very busy.
Fang Yu thought about Jiang Ruolan, who frequently called him to inquire about Ling’er’s condition.
“How about this, I’ll find someone to assist you here. What do you think?” Fang Yu asked.
“Having someone to help would be good… but it must be someone clever! Those slow-witted ones would only slow me down!” Old Turtle said.
“She should be smart enough. I’ll go ask her and bring her over directly,” Fang Yu said.
…
Leaving Old Turtle’s space, Fang Yu directly activated his spatial ring and arrived in South City, at Liu Liansha’s apartment.
He knocked on the door, and Qin Yao opened it.
“Lord… Lord Fang!” Qin Yao’s face lit up with joy upon seeing Fang Yu.
Since going to North City, Fang Yu had rarely returned to South City, and she hadn’t seen him for quite some time.
“Are you living comfortably here?” Fang Yu asked.
“Yes!” Qin Yao nodded vigorously, her cheeks turning slightly red from excitement.
Since Fang Yu had repaired the scars on her face, she had never worn a veil again, revealing her perfect, exquisite features.
Fang Yu walked into the house but didn’t see Jiang Ruolan.
“Where’s Jiang Ruolan?” Fang Yu asked.
“Ruolan… returned to her sect a week ago,” Qin Yao said, her tone becoming slightly subdued. “Because her master had an accident, there was no one to manage her sect… She didn’t want her master’s life’s work to be wasted, so she went back to handle the sect’s affairs.”
“I see,” Fang Yu rubbed his chin.
“Lord Fang, do you have something for Ruolan? I can relay the message to her,” Qin Yao said.
Fang Yu didn’t speak but looked at Qin Yao in front of him.
“Lord… Fang?” Faced with Fang Yu’s direct gaze, Qin Yao took a step back, her face reddening, somewhat at a loss.
“You don’t have any urgent matters in South City recently, do you?” Fang Yu asked.
“…No,” Qin Yao said.
“That’s not good. Too much boredom can make people ill,” Fang Yu said. “You should find something to do.”
