Death... and me

Chapter 3160:  Stay Here

Several days later, back in Closal Planet, Rean had just finished another trading. Hix fixed the conflict issue of another Salamander at Stage Eight after being paid the necessary blood. "Go ahead, give it a try," Rean spoke.

The Salamander shook his head, though. "I know I'm not the only one you are having this kind of deal. One of my friends was attended by you earlier. I can also feel the difference, so I know it is right. At least a few decades, if not permanent, is that right?"

Rean quickly confirmed. "That's exactly it. We will only know whether it is permanent or not in a few decades. If it serves as comfort, I'm very confident in my abilities, so I would say it is more likely to be permanent than temporary."

The Salamander wouldn't just believe it that easily. "Hmph! Let's hope it is so. Alright, we will use that method you mentioned to get n contact in case I need your services in the future."

"Sure," Rean used the same method for everyone, "Just leave a message there, and I will contact you from my end."

The Salamander accepted the arrangement and left a moment later. Finally, Rean was free to change his focus somewhere else.

*Zush!*

Rean disappeared from the outside world, entering the Celestial Soul Dimensional Realm. He didn't even need to tell Roan about the deals, as Roan was already in front of his cauldron, a giant pool of blood floating in midair on his side. "How is it? We got almost 3000 liters. Sure it should be enough, right?"

Roan glanced at Rean for a moment before returning his attention to the cauldron. "As I mentioned before, the problem was that their Bloodline is too thin. However, there is indeed a lot of blood. If nothing goes wrong, there should be enough for more than just two pills. Always good to have a safety net."

"Great!" Rean sat by the side, watching Roan work. "How long will it take."

Roan touched a few alchemical runes on the cauldron, controlled the fire under it, and then left it alone. "It is a slow process. The blood isn't even a single percent of the Flood Dragon. To refine and then separate it without damaging the blood in the procedure will take six days."

Rean didn't see much of an issue. "Six days? We have lived for thousands of years already. That's is nothing."

Roan snorted. "Six days per cauldron."

"Well... shit!" Rean understood that things were never that easy. He looked at the cauldron, which couldn't hold even a hundredth of all the blood. "How long until all the blood is processed?"

Roan pondered a bit. "I can only control a single cauldron at my level, but I'm not used to doing this, so I will get better as the process continues. I would say around two years. That should be about right."

"Oh!" Rean sighed in relief. Two years was still not that long. Rean didn't even need to look, but he could tell that Zangeshu was closing on the side. The guy had finally finished going through the pains of the Blood Reformation. Because he had a terrible body, the process took even longer and was even more painful than it was with Foliana or Little Fisha. "What about you? Did you enjoy the pain?"

Zangeshu's mouth twitched as he pounced forward, trying to kick Rean.

*Grab!*

Too bad that Rean only had to raise his hand back. He easily grabbed Zangeshu's full power blow and then threw the guy away like a rag doll. "Seems like you are just fine. Good! Then we can star-"

[Ahem...] Sister Orb stopped Rean there. [He fell asleep.]

Rean looked at Zangeshu, and sure enough, the go was 100% out. He used the last bits of his strength to try to land that kick, which failed miserably. With that over, he finally succumbed to his fatigue. "Hahaha! Well, he couldn't get any rest at all in the last several days due to the pill's work. Still, is it really okay for my disciple to keep trying to beat me?"

Roan nodded. "It is always okay when anyone wants to give you a beating. That's the natural order of things."

"Your ass!" Rean cursed back. Still, he put those matters behind his mind. "Two years... should we just cultivate in the meantime?"

"We can have our breakthrough first," Roan commented. With the last few days of cultivation, Roan had brought them to the limit of the Soul Transformation Realm, so now they could enter the Saint Realm."

"Let's do it then." Rean had no issues with that.

Kentucky joined them, and the three began to absorb the Spiritual Energy of various of their stones. All the energy Kentucky got was basically sent to the twins. They already knew how to do it, so it wasn't anything that difficult. In just a few minutes, hundreds of Spiritual Stones turned to dust, and a burst of Spiritual Energy came from the twins' bodies. Their cultivation quickly increased, stabilizing in the Saint Realm Initial Stage. At the same time, part of Kentucky's cultivation was unlocked, allowing him to reach Stage Seven once more. "Phew..." Rean opened and closed his fist, controlling his Spiritual Energy, which was a lot more robust now. "I guess this is the last Realm we will achieve before we take the pills. After that, we will go straight to the Void Tempering Realm."

Kentucky's eyes lit up. "Does that mean I don't need to cultivate anymore until the pills are finished?"

Roan, obviously, wouldn't allow that. "Shut up and grab more Spiritual Stones. We are relying on the pills, but we don't know the laws of this Werdlem Empire. Perhaps the pills won't even work. If that's the case, it is better to continue cultivating. That goes for both of you and myself."

Roan then looked to the cauldron, got up, and made a few changes in the refining process. He would be doing it countless times in the next two years. "Let's not take any more risks and stay here for now."