Chapter 95: Changes To The Blood Bandage (1/2)

Chapter 95: Changes To The Blood Bandage

Translator: JLEditor: Pranav

After a good night’s sleep, Ai Hui felt an indescribable sense of happiness and satisfaction. All his previous tiredness was now gone.

Looking at the time, the traces of sleepiness that Ai Hui felt immediately disappeared. He had actually slept for one entire day. Given that he had just woken up, Ai Hui decided to take a bath directly.

While soaking in the hot spring, he began playing with the Blood Bandage.

The Blood Bandage had a very unusual texture; it was neither cloth nor silk, and there were still intact traces of blood as if it had just dried up. Mistress had said that it had existed for an extremely long period of time—more than ten thousand years.

Every time he looked at the Blood Bandage, his thoughts couldn’t help but wander to the Cultivation Era. It was such a bustling and diversified period with a vast world. There were different oddities of techniques and innumerable magic-infused treasures. Cultivators soared through the skies and combed through the earth to explore the unknown, dominating the era for thousands of years.

The Blood Bandage was really sturdy; even with all his strength, Ai Hui was unable to tear even a bit. When Mistress had split the Blood Bandage into two, she had used tremendous strength as well. She had said that the silk yarn was bound up by a special force, seamlessly blending them together. The Blood Bandage had many loose threads on its sides due to Mistress’ attempt to tear it.

Thanks to the swordplay manual, Ai Hui’s had a much better understanding of the Cultivation Era than before.

During the Cultivation Era, blood sects were never the mainstream sects; instead, the mainstream sects were those that revolved around swordsmanship and weapon-training. Now, though, along with all their magic-infused treasures, those prestigious and orthodox schools that had hundreds and thousands of years of history had all decayed and disappeared. However, an object from a small blood sect had been able to escape the fate of becoming decayed throughout the millennia. Life was indeed filled with variables.

Just by hearing the name ”blood-refinement,” one could figure out that it was related to fresh blood. That mysterious strength should be related to fresh blood as well.

The Blood Bandage had a faintly discernible bone-chilling smell. In the beginning, Ai Hui was not accustomed to wearing the bandage as it would suddenly erupt with a killing intent. Ai Hui’s pores would abruptly constrict, and it would feel like the bandages had become two bands of ice.

Nevertheless, it was fortunate that the killing intent did not erupt frequently and that each episode was short-lived.

What a strange object.

To be related to blood…

Should he perhaps try to drip a few drops of blood onto the bandage?

That sudden inspiration filled Ai Hui with energy; he had always been curious about the Blood Bandage. The Blood Bandage was a blood-refined object, and he did not have any clue as to what was blood refinement. As for those few drops of blood, it was not a matter of concern for Ai Hui; he was not a pampered and spoilt rich brat, and injuries were a common occurrence back in the Wilderness.

Unable to contain his curiosity, which had firmly rooted in his heart like a weed, he did not hesitate and immediately bit his finger. He dripped a few drops of blood on the two pieces of the Blood Bandage.

The fresh blood dripped onto the Blood Bandage. The drops resembled water droplets on a lotus leaf, round and dark red.

The next moment, the blood droplets were absorbed into the Blood Bandage, as if it were yellow sand. Only a few abnormally bright blood stains were left on the bandage.

The next scene, however, led Ai Hui to widen his eyes in shock. The Blood Bandage suddenly came to life—the part that was torn by Mistress had loose threads, which started to wriggle and grow.

In just a few moments, the edge of the Blood Bandage lost all signs of being torn. The two pieces showed no evidence of damage and were perfectly intact.

Ai Hui was dumbfounded.

This blood refinement was indeed unconventional.

Previously, the Blood Bandage had looked rather dull and low; but now, it looked as good as new and had become brighter and whiter. The earlier dried blood stains had become more faint, except the stain due to his blood—that was still unusually bright red.

The texture of the bandage had also become soft, unlike the hard and heavy texture of before.

Ai Hui examined it over and over again, but he was unable to come up with any plausible reasons, except the confirmation that his fresh blood was pivotal to such a change.