In the classroom.
Hong and Nohara Reyne somehow started talking about cultivation. Hong told Nohara Reyne about her hard work.
"What is it? Red, you're starting your morning exercise too? And with Bai Mingjun? Si Guoyi! Looks like I can't slack off either! I'll join you tomorrow!"
Nohara Lin asked in surprise.
"Sure! Everyone together! Hehe!"
Hong smiled as she held Nohara Lin's hand.
"Hong is also working hard? Looks like I can't slack off even more!"
Asma, who was not far away, had been paying attention to them. She naturally heard the conversation between Red and Nohara Lin and thought to herself.
"What is it? Lin is going to start her morning exercise too?"
Dai Tu's focus was on Nohara Lin, so he felt a sense of urgency when he heard her decision.""Maybe I should work hard too?"
There were many people in the class who had similar thoughts.
Those who are stronger and more talented than you are working hard. What right do you have to continue lying flat? Continue to be idle?
As time passed, Red, Nohara Lin, Asma, and Daido all started to join the morning exercise and intensive training teams one after another. The entire class began to roll up.
Everyone began to consciously increase their cultivation time and content.
It was as if someone was chasing him from behind, filled with a sense of urgency.
This kind of atmosphere gradually spread to other classes, grades, and the entire school.
A new storm began to take shape.
Soon, the third-generation successor received a report from the teacher at the school and learned that the school had started to take the exam paper.
He knew the cause and effect.
He immediately smiled knowingly. This is a good thing!"
"It seems that the role model is still very useful!”
Recently, Asma had been training very hard and did not need supervision. He even liked to keep training himself.
Under such hard work, his strength also changed day by day.
This made the third generation feel gratified.
........
In the blink of an eye, another week had passed since Bai Ming's last replacement.
After the cooldown of the replacement talent was over, Bai Ming rubbed his hands in anticipation and took out a scroll that he had copied for the Thunder Escape, Thunder Ball. He muttered in his heart,""Swap!"
Then, the ninjutsu scroll in his hand disappeared, and a scene began to appear in his mind:
.........
Near a certain mountain forest,
The six-eyed Black Death Mou looked down at Kuai Yue on the ground.
At this moment, there were five or six swordsmen of the Ghost Slayer Team wearing the uniform of the Ghost Slayer Team.
Each corpse was badly damaged and had been cut into several pieces.
Fresh blood splattered all over the area, dying the ground red.
"I beg you!"
At this moment, the surviving Kuai Yue struggled to grab onto one of Black Death Mou's legs and begged in fear,""Give me a chance, let me live! I'm willing to join you and become a ghost. Please!”
"Oh?"
Black Death Mou, who was originally unmoved, raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this.
At this moment, he seemed to see the shadow of his past in Kuai Yue.
The current Kuai Yue was undoubtedly very similar to his past self when he was still an ordinary person.
The same humbleness, the same desire to live, the same unwillingness.
" You're very similar to me in the past," Black Death Mou said immediately." Since you're begging me, I'll give you a chance!" Whether or not you can succeed after swallowing this drop of blood will depend on your luck!”
As he spoke, Black Death Mou cut open one of his fingers and squeezed out a drop of blood. He then stretched out his hand.
"Thank you! Thank you!"
When Kuai Yue heard this, he was overjoyed. There was hope, he had survived.
Immediately, he looked at Black Death Mou's outstretched hand. Staring at the drop of blood, he opened his mouth with desire.
"Drip!"
The drop of blood dripped directly into Kuai Yue's mouth.
At this moment, a scroll suddenly appeared before Kuai Yue's eyes and fell from the sky.
"Hmm?"
Black Death Mou narrowed his eyes.”He reached out and caught the scroll, feeling very puzzled."What is this? How did it appear?"
He clearly felt that this thing had appeared out of nowhere and was rather strange.
"Ahhh!"
Right at this moment, he noticed that Kuai Yue had started to scream in pain. His body started to rapidly change shape under the transformation of the Ghost Blood, and his flesh and blood started to swell up.
"No, I can't! No! Why is my body like this? No!"
The moment the scroll appeared, Kuai Yue clearly felt that the strength he had gained from cultivating the breathing technique had disappeared, and his physique had also deteriorated to the level of an ordinary person.
The transformation of the ghost blood was not so easy to endure.
Not everyone could be successfully modified.
If Kuai Yue still had his cultivation base, he should have been able to succeed after experiencing the pain of the transformation. However, because his cultivation base had suddenly disappeared, his physique had been greatly weakened, and he was unable to withstand the transformation of the Ghost Blood.
His body began to mutate and expand to an irreversible degree.
It expanded like a balloon and became a ball of flesh with a diameter of more than one meter.
Then," Bang!" It exploded, and blood and flesh splattered all over the ground, making the blood color on the ground even brighter.
The moment Black Death Mou noticed that Kuai Yue's transformation had failed, he retreated more than ten meters away.
However, when he saw Kuai Yue fail and explode, his face revealed an unlucky expression."Trash! To think that I thought you would succeed!”
It was a waste of his mood.
However, he had felt that something was wrong with Kuai Yue's body. Combined with the words that Kuai Yue had said before he died, Black Death Mou finally fixed his gaze on the scroll in his hand and muttered,""Could it be related to this thing?"
He immediately opened the scroll.
"Lightning Evasion-Lightning Ball Technique? Ninjutsu? Chakra?"
"A prank or something else?"
Black Death Mou frowned.
He could basically understand the contents of the scroll. It seemed to be a kind of ninjutsu, but it required something called chakra.
"Take it back and show it to Lord Wucai!”
Black Death Mou tried again but failed. He put away the scroll and disappeared in a few flashes.
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