Chapter 3090 - Giving Blood-Pulse (1/2)

Feather Fairy had said that there were scare gene races close to Holy Light Mountain, so Han Sen was worried. He did not want any more trouble just yet. With Mister Yang in tow, he sneakily climbed the mountain.

Ever since he had encountered the big sky demon, Han Sen knew this world was a weird place. He was unable to get through everything alone. He needed to keep a low profile and try not to draw too much attention to himself.

“Mister, is this the legendary Holy Light River’s Holy Light Mountain?” Mister Yang was shocked. He looked up across the mysterious mountain with trembling legs.

“I think it is just its name.” Han Sen did not care. He continued hiking up the slopes of the mountain with Mister Yang.

Mister Yang’s heart was truly rattled. “Mister, I have heard that Holy Light Mountain is home to a scary, ultimate gene race. It has loads of mysterious things about it. Even if top-class elites visit that area, they are sure to die.”

“It’s fine. I know a secret path that can safely lead us to the god temple.” Han Sen walked as he talked.

A mysterious mist was draped over the mountain. One was not able to see anything. At about 15 feet away, all visibility was lost to the mist. It was still frightening to keep hearing beasts roar and thunder echo. Mister Yang was in shock. He followed Han Sen, not daring to take one step away.

The scene was very scary, but as Feather Fairy had said, they did not have a personal encounter with any of the dangers during their climb.

Mister Yang’s body was old. He had not climbed for long before he was gasping. His forehead was like a raincloud. He was profusely sweating. He could not climb for much longer. Han Sen had to hold his body and hike.

It was unknown how high the mountain was. Even with Han Sen’s speed, it took half a day to arrive at the peak.

It was different from the land below. The peak was very warm and gentle. It was like a cloud and clearly visible. There was no wind, thunder, or dust to mar the area. It was a peaceful place.

Atop the peak, there was an old temple. It was made of green bricks and slate. It looked mysterious and old. It seemed like there would be no fire inside it.

“Mister, there is a god temple there.” Seeing the god temple, Mister Yang felt safer.

Han Sen raised his head to look upon the grandeur of the temple’s door. The words “Feather Fairy God Temple” were on it. The words looked like they had dust and belonged to a fairy.

“Go in. After you get a God Spirit Blood-Pulse, we can return.” After speaking, Han Sen went into the god temple. Mister Yang did not dare slow down. He ran toward the god temple and said, “Mister, I am going to beg now. I am afraid I am too useless. I do not want to waste your nice gesture.”

After that, Mister Yang walked into the god temple. He went in front of the god’s altar. According to the gestures required, he hastily kneeled and prayed. He then dropped a speck of his blood onto the stove.

He knew the outcome. He didn’t think he’d get a God Spirit Blood-Pulse. He just wanted to get it over with and return home. He did not want to waste any more of Han Sen’s time. The blood entered the stove, but there was no reaction. He knew that would happen, but he was still disappointed.

Han Sen stood in front of the god temple. Mister Yang stood up and presented him with a wry smile. “Mister, it looks like I wasted your nice intent of bringing me here.”

Han Sen frowned. He was there, but Feather Fairy wasn’t treating him nicely. He felt a bit angry about that. “It is fine. You stand here.” Han Sen just wanted Mister Yang to get a God Spirit Blood – Pulse. It was best he did not have to do anything, but he now had to walk up to the god altar.

Pat!

Han Sen slammed the god’s altar. The stone on the altar was delivered the mark of a hand. The entire temple shook violently.

Mister Yang was scared. He waved his hands and yelled, “Don’t do that, Mister! Don’t do that!”