Chapter 518: The Weak Relies on Opportunity (3)

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After hearing the owner of the fog’s explanation, Feng Qi came to a realization and continued to ask.

“How much of the victim’s bloodline strength can you absorb?”

“It depends on the situation. The process of absorbing blood and Qi needs to be refined first. During this period, there will be a large amount of blood and Qi energy that is not easy for me to absorb, or there may be a loss of impurities. The second step is to purify blood and Qi energy and increase their quality. During this period, a portion of them will be lost.”

“Every creature’s blood and Qi quality is different. Some domain creatures have very few blood and Qi impurities and are of extremely high quality. I only need to deal with them briefly to absorb them. The absorption and conversion rate will be very high.”

“I divided the prey into five levels according to the bloodline strength, the impurities in the blood, and the quality of the blood. They are Blood Sustenance, Blood Prey, Blood Soul, Blood Spring, and Blood Source.”

After hearing the owner of the fog’s explanation, Feng Qi suddenly understood.

“What level does the blood of the super domain creature we encountered in the old canyon fall under?”

“It’s between Blood Soul and Blood Spring. That creature was able to traverse the void physically. The strength of the blood and Qi in its body is extremely high. It’s a great nourishment for me.”

Speaking of super domain creatures, the owner of the fog looked nostalgic.

“Super domain creatures are only between the Blood Soul and Blood Spring? What kind of life forms will be between the Blood Spring and the Blood Source then?”

Faced with this question, the owner of the fog couldn’t help but shake its head.

“I’m not sure about that. After all, I’ve never consumed one before. I didn’t establish the evaluation criteria for blood and Qi. It’s an ancestral method of my Fog Race to evaluate the quality of blood and Qi.”

“It’s said that my ancestor once absorbed a drop of blood from the Pillar Gods and extracted supreme power from it. The rise of our race is also related to that drop of blood. It contains a large amount of knowledge and has raised the potential of our race to another level.”

“So you’re saying that your race was once highly illustrious?”

“Indeed, according to the elders, our race once dominated 12 domain worlds near our territory at our zenith. We enslaved numerous weaker domain races to extract resources and cultivated a significant number of smaller races with exceptional blood as a source of sustenance.”

This was the first time Feng Qi understood the past of the Fog Race, so he continued to ask.

“Then why has your race fallen from grace?”

“No formidable race can remain unyielding forever in a world where the strong prey on the weak. Unless you ascend to become the Pillar Gods who reign supreme over all living beings, there will always be mightier adversaries challenging your dominion. The foundation of my Fog Race has been eroded through successive trials. When I assumed the leadership, my race had withdrawn from the domain field and no longer enjoyed the same glory as before.”

After hearing the owner of the fog’s explanation, he nodded in realization.

“I see… I have another question: Since the Pillar Gods are so powerful, where did your ancestors obtain a drop of their blood?”

The owner of the fog looked embarrassed.

After some thought, it said.

“At that time, my ancestor was a low-level slave of a formidable race. It was tasked with digging spiritual mines in a dark underground mine. Eventually, it unearthed a peculiar rock with an unusual shape. On it, there was a dried drop of blood that had lasted for countless years.”

“And?”

“My ancestor was enticed by it. It set aside the pickaxe, licked the drop, and grew stronger. From that moment on, it embarked on its legendary journey.” “Hahaha, I did not expect that.”

“What else did you expect? The weak have a lower starting point than the strong. If you want to catch up, it takes several generations of hard work. It’s impossible to rely solely on your own efforts for cultivation. Of course, you have to depend on fortuitous encounters.” The owner of the fog couldn’t help but roll its eyes..