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 with. It was obvious that their leader would be even

Bloodism now, and he would not

would have to put off any thoughts regarding himself and

have to spend the

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

of skulls, looking into the distance like

elder holding a skull cane appeared before the throne once 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

expert and gift the Blood Embryo to him." "Oh? Why? We don't have

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

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