Immortality Cultivation: I Can increase My Stats Using Clansmen's Qi-Blood

Sitting quietly beneath the Stone Pavilion, chatting with Luo Changfeng to relieve the boredom.

As time went on,

Luo Changfeng brought the leisurely game of Go into this world.

Occasionally, he would play a few games with the young girl.

And Luo Youwei, that young girl’s skill in Go, had improved from knowing nothing at all to now being able to exchange a few moves with Luo Changfeng.

Of course, this was under the condition that Luo Changfeng allowed her some leeway.

Otherwise, it wouldn’t even be a contest.

In minutes, Luo Changfeng could easily have dealt with the girl.

[Huff, huff, huff…]

Suddenly, a breeze brushed against Luo Changfeng’s face.

He couldn’t help but feel comfortable,

even enjoying it so much that he slightly squinted his eyes.

“The wind is picking up…”

Luo Changfeng thought quietly to himself.

“Master, the task you assigned has been handled properly…”

Suddenly, a servant at the Viscera Refinement Initial Stage appeared beside Luo Changfeng.

This servant, looking weathered as if he was already one foot in the grave,

was actually the product of the first generation Epiphyllum Elixir, which required the sacrifice of lifespan, talent, and everything else.

Despite appearing aged and decrepit,

in reality, the man wasn’t even thirty years old yet.

“It’s been handled?”

Upon hearing this, Luo Changfeng silently opened his eyes and glanced at the “old fellow” beside him.

He then suddenly disappeared from that courtyard.

…

Huai Shui County was vast, with each city lying at a great distance from one another.

Outside Qingshi City, within a vast courtyard,

at the moment, young men and women of various ages, ranging from 10 to 18, were standing up straight.

It seemed as if they were waiting for someone.

“How many people are here?”

Suddenly appearing in this open courtyard, Luo Changfeng asked the servant at his side in a low voice.

“One hundred and twenty-three…”

The servant bowed slightly, his demeanor very respectful.

“Have they all been trained properly?”

“Are they obedient?”

“I don’t want to see anyone unmanageable or not yet fully taught here…”

With these words, the already bowed head of the servant couldn’t help but lower even more.

The expression on his face became even more respectful.

“Master, rest assured…”

Luo Changfeng silently nodded, then shifted his gaze to those in front of him, whose eyes, cold and silent except for a hint of loyalty, resembled highly devoted but emotionless assassins.

He was very satisfied with these people before him.

They were all very good.

However, there was another problem that now presented itself to Luo Changfeng.

The number of these people was a bit too large,

and the quantity of the Yellow Grade Intermediate Stage second-generation Epiphyllum Elixirs he had accumulated was only fifty.

This also means that Luo Changfeng can train only fifty individuals.

Those qualified to take the second-generation Yellow Grade Intermediate Epiphyllum Elixir… also numbered just fifty.

“You all, I am quite satisfied,”

“However, there are a bit too many of you right now,”

“I only need fifty, so…”

Luo Changfeng said in a calm and low voice, but before he could finish his sentence,

within the courtyard, a girl barely one and a half meters tall

with a somewhat childish appearance and a relatively small stature

suddenly pulled out the dagger from her waist.

Without any hesitation, she lightly slashed the neck of the boy in front of her with the dagger in her hand.

[Puchi…]

The sound of blood spurting out began to echo.

The small dagger was extremely sharp.

Under the moonlight, it faintly glinted with bursts of cold light.

In the courtyard, crimson, scalding blood continued to spray.

One body after another fell to the ground.

The girl, who was not tall, with somewhat pale skin and still bearing traces of childishness in her expression, did not avoid the blood that splattered out.

She merely kept a cold expression on her face,

continuously swinging the blood-stained dagger in her hand under the moonlight.

In just a few breaths,

the number of people present greatly diminished.

100…

80…

60…

40…

And finally, when the number sharply dropped to just over thirty, Luo Changfeng’s body began to emit the terrifying Qi-Blood Force unique to the Blood Cultivation Intermediate Stage,

enveloping everyone in front of him within its reach,

rendering them nearly unable to move.

“Still left… thirty-five?”

“Slightly fewer than expected,”

“But, barely enough,”

After nodding silently, Luo Changfeng took out four white porcelain bottles from his storage bag.

From within the bottles, he took out a total of thirty-five second-generation Yellow Grade Intermediate Epiphyllum Elixirs.

Then Luo Changfeng waved his hand and used his Qi-Blood Force to send the elixirs to the remaining thirty-five people.

“What comes next, whether you live or die, whether you gain immense power or turn to dust and disappear from this world, will depend entirely on yourselves…”

After those words, Luo Changfeng vanished from the courtyard.

Before long, he returned to his own small yard within the Luo Family Ancestral Land in Qingshi City.

The plan to foster an organization devoted solely to him was underway.

He had begun executing it secretly a long time ago,

but because such an endeavor was complex and cumbersome,

Luo Changfeng had procrastinated until now.

The second-generation Epiphyllum Elixir, although its effects were significantly better than those of the first-generation, still wasn’t meant for everyone to use.

“Thirty-five people, in the end, how many will survive?”

He thought as such in his mind.

Then, Luo Changfeng silently shook his head,

no longer contemplating the matter.