I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield

Chapter 420: Chapter 361: Blood Spirit Bead, Blade Soul Awakening

“Commander!”

“Li Qi!”

“Captain Li Qi!”

As Qin Tian and Li Qi appeared at the camp entrance, the warriors of the Chijin Battlegroup instantly erupted, and the heavy burden that had been hanging over their hearts fell away. Their tense faces burst with uncontrollable excitement and joy.

Li Qi looked at his companions gathering around and cupped his hands in a fist salute, “Thank you all for your concern.”

“It’s good to have you back!” Shen Juan quickly stepped forward, his eyes scanning Li Qi up and down. Seeing him calm and steady, the heart he had suspended all day finally settled back in his chest.

Previously, his greatest worry was Li Qi’s bloodline — even if the commander saved him, if the Blood Demon Cult had truly extracted his essence, it could break Li Qi.

Fortunately, all those worries were unnecessary.

“Commander!” Lu Sheng’s signature loud voice exploded from the crowd, “What about those Blood Demon Cult scum, what happened to them?”

With these words, everyone’s gaze turned to Qin Tian, eyes filled with curiosity and anticipation.

Before Qin Tian could speak, Li Qi replied solemnly, “All dead, not one left.”

The camp went silent for a brief moment, then erupted in deafening uproar. Surprise, shock, and joy spread like wildfire among the crowd. Many warriors clenched their fists, their faces full of satisfaction:

“Commander took down four Tier Sixes alone? Incredible, his strength is off the charts!”

“Haha! I knew with the commander on the move, those scumbags wouldn’t stand a chance!”

“The Blood Demon Cult? In front of our commander, they’re just a pile of mud!”

Unrestrained praise poured forth like a tide, the excitement on the warriors’ faces was genuine — in the battlegroup, the stronger the leader, the tougher the subordinates.

Moreover, Qin Tian not only excelled in ability but also led them to victory after victory, their military merits skyrocketing. Compared to the lifeless atmosphere under Yan Song, the Chijin Battlegroup now seemed transformed.

“Alright, alright, if you keep praising me, I’ll float off into the sky.” Qin Tian waved with a smile, and the noise quickly subsided.

He shifted the conversation, his tone becoming serious, “The matter with the Blood Demon Cult is a wake-up call for us. In the Demon Suppression Abyss, we must not only guard against demons but be doubly wary of these hidden evil forces.”

As his gaze slowly swept over everyone, he continued, “I know that recently the nearby demons have dwindled, and some of you may have slackened a bit. But after this incident, everyone must stay sharp — every post, patrol, and rule must be upheld without any sloppiness.”

His voice wasn’t loud, but it landed like a hammer on each person’s heart.

“Yes!”

The crowd stiffened inside and shouted in unison.

…

At the mountain summit

“Blood Spirit Bead.”

Qin Tian pinched the blood-red bead between his fingers. It was the size of a pigeon egg, smooth as jade, and chilling to the touch, appearing mundane at first glance, without any evident magic.

However, from the fragmented memories left by the blood-robed man, it was clear this Blood Spirit Bead was no simple object.

Its most ingenious feature was its ability to accurately absorb and store blood in layers.

The user only needed to will it, and the blood of different ranks could be compartmentalized — higher-grade essence blood exclusively for cultivation, while lower-grade blood could be refined into a Sea of Blood laced with blood poison and corrosive force.

Any creature that contacted the Sea of Blood without the power to resist would be dissolved instantly into a pool of blood, flowing obediently into the bead as nourishing sustenance.

It was said that this Blood Spirit Bead was crafted as a replica of a top treasure from the Cain Blood Race.

In the hands of a regular Spiritualist, it might seem quite useless, but for those with specific bloodlines, it became a Divine Weapon that could sway the course of battle.

For Qin Tian, the Blood Spirit Bead’s utility was rather straightforward — a pure blood storage container.

After all, he would face countless formidable foes in the future, and the blood of those powerful creatures could be absorbed by Jie La or stored in the bead, ready to cultivate Night Demon Apostles.

As for the Sea of Blood function, he considered it somewhat mediocre.

For group attacks, he had the Celestial Punishment Divine Thunder and Soul Devourer Flame; for duels, the Black Frost Blade’s swordsmanship was sufficient.

Unless faced with a large number of weak opponents, the Sea of Blood might rarely see action.

However, with the nurturing talents of the Master of Arms and the Divine Weapon Supreme, who knows if this bead might evolve into something more mystical in the future?

Placing the Blood Spirit Bead into the Spirit Space, he retrieved the Black Frost Blade with a reverse grip.

When he exchanged it for Shadowstrike from the Military Department’s treasury, it was merely a sharp but characteristic-less iron blade, paling beside those Treasure Sabers.

However, after melding it with Spirit Forged Soft Gold during the Qingmu Genius Battle and continuously nurturing it with his Master of Arms and Divine Weapon Supreme talents, countless battles and blood imbued its sharp edge, Black Frost had already transformed.

Now, much like Shadowstrike, it showed signs of awakening its spirituality.

Now, he intended to strike while the iron was hot and awaken Black Frost’s blade soul in one fell swoop.

Qin Tian’s fingertip rested at the guard of the Black Frost Blade, a sudden flash of golden light appeared in his eyes, and a torrent of golden energy surged from his fingertip into the blade, causing it to vibrate with a humming sound in an instant.

At first, it was just a subtle hum, like a dormant beast turning over in its sleep.

As the golden light continued to infuse, Black Frost’s vibrations grew fiercer, its blade surface revealing flowing dark patterns, as if life was pulsating beneath.

Qin Tian could clearly sense the awakening of the indistinct spirituality within the blade, like a nascent consciousness exploring the world, with a power both naive and immensely eager.