The Quest for Immortality

Mo Hua’s expression was excited, and a dazzling brilliance was revealed in his eyes.

This is the true Thunder Magnetic World!

It is an ocean of original magnet constructed according to the laws of thunder magnetism.

In this Yuan Magnetic Sea, cultivators of various shapes and colors, bizarre consciousnesses, and a plethora of mixed information are presented in the form of original magnetism. Through the conduction of thunder flow, they intertwine, connect, and gather together, creating something magical and mysterious.

Although Mo Hua ”could not see,” with the help of the Thunder Magnetic Miniature, he personally perceived this magnificent spectacle of thunder magnetism that ordinary cultivators would never have the chance to witness, existing within the microscopic world.

Mo Hua was shocked for quite a while.

Only after a moment did he come back to his senses.

”Time to get down to business...”

Mo Hua contemplated for a moment and began manipulating the Thunder Magnetic Miniature to swim in the thunder magnetic flow of the compound Yuan Magnetic Formation at the bottom of the Demon Sect Token, intercepting information streams from the Yuan Magnetic Sea and stealing confidential information.

The authority of a ”Skill Transmission Disciple” is indeed significant.

And Mo Hua, being such a ”Skill Transmission Disciple,” was different from others.

He modified the magnetic patterns to ”appoint” himself authority, and with the form of thunder magnetism, directly infiltrated the underlying Yuan Magnetic Sea, essentially bypassing to the backend and directly starting to cheat.

Whatever an ordinary Demon Sect Skill Transmission Disciple could do, he could also do.

Things that ordinary Demon Sect Disciples could not do, as long as the authority allowed, he could also accomplish.

Theoretically, all the massive and complex information accessible to the Skill Transmission Disciples of the Demon Sect, Mo Hua was qualified to directly ”consult.”

In front of Mo Hua lay a gigantic ”Yuan Magnetic Library,” recording a massive amount of chat records of demon cultivators.

In the following days, whenever Mo Hua had free time, he infiltrated the Demon Sect Token through the Thunder Magnetic Miniature, intervening in the underlying ”Yuan Magnetic Sea” of the Demon Sect, taking advantage of open authority to consult the Demon Sect’s Yuan Magnetic Library and uncover the sect’s secrets.

But strangely, after ”uncovering” for several days, he still couldn’t find the name of this sect.

It seemed everyone in the Demon Sect kept this a highly guarded secret.

This was exceedingly peculiar.

Besides this, most of the information in this Demon Sect was related to ”blood.”

In the chats between sect disciples, two out of every three sentences included the word ”blood.” Even the entire operation of the Demon Sect was closely connected to blood, from top to bottom.

First were the blood slaves.

The Demon Sect bred ”blood slaves,” with a whole rigorous process of ”selection,” ”taming,” ”feeding,” and strict quality control.

Blood slaves were categorized into three grades: upper, middle, and lower, based on the quality of their Spiritual Root and Blood Qi.

These three categories were just rough classifications. Additionally, there were many peculiar preferences concerning ”blood.”

For example, men’s blood had heavy Yang Qi; women’s blood had heavy Yin Qi.

The blood of young males and virgins was even purer.

In couples living harmoniously, due to the yin and yang balance, the blood taste tended to be more neutral.

For cultivators with promiscuous sex lives, their yin and yang were chaotic, making their blood turbid, and even if turned into ”blood slaves,” their quality would be very low, drawing unanimous disdain from these Demon Sect disciples...

Within this Demon Sect, what all demon cultivators dreamed of was apparently a type of blood with ”bloodline power.”

Some cultivators were of prestigious origin, had great fortune, and had prominent ancestors, with blood of ancient great powers or the blood of ancient divine beasts flowing within them.

Such blood was top-grade and very mystical when used in cultivation.

These cultivators were treasures. Turning them into ”blood slaves” was of exceptional value.

And if one could develop a cultivator with top-grade bloodline into a top-grade ”blood slave,” it would be enough to drive all demon cultivators practicing the Blood Path into a frenzy of excitement.

Naturally, such blood slaves would also spark a scramble among all blood cultivators.

Basically, except for the Ancestor of this path, Great Demon Head, or demon cultivation leaders, ordinary demon cultivation disciples could not afford, nor did they have the qualification to raise such ”blood slaves” with bloodline power...

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”Bloodline power...”

Mo Hua frowned and pondered.

Until now, it seemed like he hadn’t really seen any cultivators with ”bloodline power”...

Of course, it might be that he had seen but not recognized them.

After all, he previously knew very little about ”bloodlines.”

If not for infiltrating this Blood-Sucking Demon Sect’s Yuan Magnetic Formation now and uncovering their chats, he would not have known there were so many hidden secrets about cultivators’ ”bloodlines.”

And ”bloodline power” being so rare would easily attract the coveting of evil demons, leading to disaster.

Therefore, cultivators with bloodline power naturally had to keep this secret and not let others know...

At this thought, Mo Hua’s heart trembled.

He suddenly remembered, long, long ago, while at the Five Elements Sect, his little senior sister had secretly shared a ”secret” with him:

The little senior sister said her bloodline was very special, which was why she ”attracted bees and butterflies.” Although she was female, she easily attracted the admiration of other females.

This secret was personally told by the little senior sister to him, and she only confided in him.

At the time, Mo Hua didn’t think much of it, but now, pondering carefully, he finally understood that the matter of ”bloodlines” was truly a colossal secret.

If she did not truly trust him, the little senior sister would definitely not have disclosed it.

Mo Hua’s heart felt both sour and somewhat sweet at the moment.

Then, he became a bit worried.

The little senior sister’s bloodline was special, and once discovered, wouldn’t it easily attract the coveting of others?

Especially with sects like this one, relying on blood-sucking for cultivation, and those legendary Devil Ancestors.

However... Mo Hua thought, the little senior sister was different from him. She belonged to the Bai Family, was part of a real great family’s direct lineage and had a mother of the Feather Transformation Realm. No one would dare to target her.