Faye wriggled around in Wilbur's arms as she slowly woke up, with her movements stimulating Wilbur even more.

For a split second, Wilbur had the urge to carry Faye right to his room and get it over and done with.

Yet upon second thought... he still had so many problems that had not been fixed yet.

The cultivation method Wilbur was practicing was extremely demanding on his physical well-being, and the slightest slip-up could result in his death.

Besides, there was the problem of the Church of Bloodism.

the twelve Bloodism apostles had been enough of a pain to deal

was pretty much arch enemies with the Church of Bloodism now, and he would not feel at

then, he would have to put off any thoughts regarding himself

happened to him? Faye would have to spend the rest of her life

help Faye fall into a deep slumber before carrying her into her room and putting the covers over her. Wilbur returned to

the Skeleton Fields, the tall figure was still leaning sideways as he sat on his throne of skulls, looking into the distance

again, bowing deeply. "O' Honorable Blood God, the spirit of our seventh apostle has dimmed forever. We have also lost contact with his Blood Embryo." A long silence later, the tall figure spoke up in a deep, dull voice, "It appears that we finally have an expert who is powerful enough." "Yes, Honorable Blood God. That seems to be the case." Another long pause later, the figure on the skull throne said, "Have the ninth apostle go this time, with a Blood Embryo as well." "Alone? I'm afraid he might not be able to hold up, even with a

find the expert and gift the Blood Embryo to him." "Oh? Why? We don't have many Blood Embryos left. They're very precious,"

energy from the Blood Embryo, he'll becone of us," the

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