Immortal villain: Become stronger by stealing love

"Today, I summoned everyone here because the ancestor ordered me to see everyone. Now, everyone, please join me in respectfully inviting the ancestor Fangdao."

After everyone arrived, Cixin Tianjun took the lead and began to respectfully invite the ancestor Du Fangdao with lofty etiquette.

This ancestor [Du Fangdao] is over a thousand years old and has been sleeping here for nearly 700 years.

In the past 700 years, she, like the other three ancestors, has never woken up in the middle of the night.

But today, for some reason, she suddenly woke up.

There has always been a coffin keeper in the Sanxian Hall.

Today, it was the coffin keeper who discovered that the coffin lid of the ancestor Fangdao had moved, so he notified Cixin Tianjun, and Cixin Tianjun followed the ancestor's order and called on everyone to gather here.

"Saint An Youqing, please step out." Cixin Tianjun called An Youqing after everyone saluted.

Saint An Youqing stepped forward silently and came to the red jade coffin.

At this time, a maid came slowly with a plate.

There was a dagger in the plate in her hand, and she brought it to An Youqing step by step.

After An Youqing took the dagger, she cut her wrist and dripped her saintly blood into the coffin.

This kind of "respectful invitation" is a tradition. It has been like this since ancient times and is the responsibility that saints must fulfill.

A large amount of bright red blood dripped into the coffin. At first, it was only An Youqing's side that was falling drop by drop.

But after the coffin absorbed more than 20 drops of blood, suddenly there was a suction force in it, and it sucked An Youqing's pulse fiercely.

In an instant, the blood flying out of An Youqing's wrist directly became a blood line and poured into the coffin in large quantities.

Everyone present was silent.

In the silence, only An Youqing's uncomfortable voice was faintly heard.

She continued to donate blood until her face turned pale, and after she didn't know how much blood was sucked away, the coffin finally gave up.

At this point, the red coffin lid suddenly flew across the sky and gently landed on the ground.

Inside the coffin, a person's back slowly stood up, with his back to everyone.

She slowly moved her limbs, as if because she had been sleeping for too many years, her limbs were stiff, and any small movement could make her limb joints produce crackling sounds.

"There's not enough blood."

The person in the coffin made a hoarse sound in his throat.

After hearing this, the Ci Xin Tianjun on the side immediately came over and took An Youqing's other hand, cut the pulse, and continued to bleed.

An Youqing wanted to retract her hand, but Ci Xin Tianjun grabbed it tightly and shouted sternly: "Donating blood to the ancestor is the honor of being a saint. Can't you even bear to give up such a little blood?"

The person in the coffin suddenly turned his head, opened his wrinkled mouth, and sucked An Youqing's newly cut pulse through the air. Suddenly, another large amount of blood turned into blood lines and was sucked out.

A normal woman has about seven or eight kilograms of blood in her body.

An Youqing had at least six kilograms of blood sucked out continuously just now.

This almost sucked her blood dry!

You know, as a cultivator, the blood in the body is not ordinary blood, but essence blood, which is rich in the power of the origin.

If a cultivator loses too much blood, it will also cause great harm to himself.

But at this moment, no one cares how much damage the saint An Youqing has suffered.

Everyone turned their respectful eyes to the person in the coffin.

After absorbing a large amount of blood from the saint, the person's skin, which was originally dry and wrinkled like tree bark, finally stretched a little.

Just like a dry kelp, it began to become active after being thrown into the water.

"It's still not enough."

Ancestor Fangdao glanced at An Youqing with dissatisfaction: "Are the saints now so weak? Just donating some blood, and they are so weak. The Su Nu Pool is really worse than the previous generation."

Ci Xin Tianjun immediately flattered: "If the ancestor thinks it is not enough, you can wait a moment. I will ask all the girls in the sect to come and donate blood to the ancestor."

"Forget it, no need, the blood of others is not very useful."

As he spoke, Ancestor Fangdao stood up from the coffin.

Immediately, her dry body floated out of the coffin.

On her shriveled face, her two deep sunken eyes were turbid and old.

But after she formed the Su Nu Pool's iconic Su Nu hand seal, suddenly a large amount of spiritual power in the world, like a vortex, gathered towards her frantically.

After a large amount of spiritual power poured into her body, her shriveled body finally swelled up quickly like a balloon.

Finally, her image finally looked like a living person.

However, it was the image of a centenarian.

Her face was still full of wrinkles, and she looked ten times older than Ci Xin Tian Jun.

"Ancestor, is there an opportunity to improve after waking up this time?" Ci Xin Tian Jun was in the best mood among all the people.

Because Ci Xin Tian Jun's surname was Du, and this ancestor's surname was also Du, they were a family.

In terms of seniority, this Fangdao ancestor was Ci Xin Tian Jun's great-grandmother.

In the four super sects of Zhonggong Domain, almost every sect had a few old guys who had lived for thousands of years without dying.

There were the most on the side of Su Nu Chi, with a total of four ancestors who did not die in the last heavenly tribulation that year.

The last tribulation they went through that year,

I don't know whether it should be defined as success or failure!

If it was a failure, they did not die.

If it was a success, they did not ascend to heaven.

In their own words, they encountered a rare opportunity during the tribulation, and the heaven gave them a chance.

After the last tribulation, they were theoretically considered to be in the realm of human immortals.

But their vitality had long been dead, and they would not have lived for more than 49 days.

Because the water of the Su Nu Tianchi has rich spiritual power from the heaven and earth, the Su Nu Pool can nourish their bodies through spiritual nourishment, so that they have not decayed for hundreds of years.

They slept in the Three Immortals Hall, hoping to undergo a transformation during their sleep.

Once the transformation is successful, it is possible to reverse and become an immortal, becoming a real immortal, and the life span can be increased by another thousand years.

In history, there is such a successful example in the Su Nu Pool.

Therefore, when seeing the sudden awakening of the Fang Dao Patriarch this time, Ci Xin Tianjun was very happy, thinking that the Patriarch must have had the opportunity to ascend to immortality, so he suddenly woke up.

However, the Fang Dao Patriarch laughed, and his hoarse voice could not be restored for the time being.

She sighed, "Opportunity? At my level, how can an opportunity come so easily? I have waited for nearly 700 years and still haven't waited for this opportunity. After another 700 years, it is estimated that the possibility is not great.

It's just that recently, the heavenly tribulation phenomena have appeared one after another in the Su Nu Pool, but each time they come and go quickly.

But I see that there are not many people who have survived the tribulation among you today.

Since no one has survived the tribulation, why did this heavenly tribulation come?"