Demon Hunter: I have a red gourd

Chapter 70 Red-haired woman
Could it be that this golden cup contains another kind of spiritual wine?
No, judging by its color, it should be called blood.

Ivan looked at the drop of blood floating in the mouth of the gourd, and after thinking for a while, he put it into an empty potion bottle in his potion belt.

Obviously, the red gourd purified the liquid in the golden cup. Maybe it originally wanted to absorb the drop of blood into the gourd, but was repelled by the lamb wine inside, so it floated in the air.

Today I really had something to do with blood. First, I got a drop of blood essence from a high-level vampire, which I didn't know how to use.

Then there was another drop of strange blood, also of unknown use.

However, if it can be purified by the red gourd, it must be a good thing. Ivan can be 100% sure of that.

Referring to Lamb Brew, this thing should be drunk directly, but Ivan doesn't want to do that before figuring out its specific function.

Just as Ivan put away the blood bead, a light golden light curtain suddenly appeared in front of him.

【Spiritual Essence-1000】.

Not a buddy?

Is there a fee for this purification?

I worked so hard to accumulate more than two thousand spiritual essences, but half of them were consumed in one go. If this blood bead is useless, then this exploration of the ruins will be a huge loss!
Roche, pay the money!
However, if the golden cup is filled with blood as Ivan guessed, then can the red gourd purify the blood essence that Isidore gave him?

Ivan opened the potion bottle containing the high-level vampire blood beads and placed it in front of the red gourd.

A light golden curtain of light appeared before my eyes again.

【Insufficient spiritual essence.】

It actually works.

But perhaps because the amount of blood essence of high-level vampires is too little, or the grade is too high, the current amount of spiritual essence is actually not enough.

Now, he discovered a new function of the Red Gourd: purifying blood. Although he was still unclear about the use of the purified blood, the system's products were definitely not bad.

However, it seems that not all blood can be purified. After all, he has encountered a lot of blood from monsters and humans, and has never received such a prompt, so it should be necessary to meet certain conditions.

After Ivan collected the blood bead, the witcher badge on his chest also returned to calm, without even a trace of trembling.

Although I still don’t understand what’s going on, it’s clear that my goal has been achieved this time.

After this cup of blood disappears, the souls of those poor villagers will probably rest in peace.

Ivan took the golden cup from the dressing table and put it on his waist.

Although this golden cup does not have any magical fluctuations, it is already very valuable based on its material. What's more, it comes from ancient elven ruins and has a high collection value.

Definitely worth the money!

He stared at the bronze mirror on the dressing table again. After gently brushing off the dust on it, Ivan discovered that the mirror was actually fixed to the table top.

Unfortunately, I can’t take it with me.

The other items in the tomb show the nobility of the tomb owner. If that is the case, why would she use an ordinary bronze mirror?
Ivan stretched out his hand and gently stroked the mirror. At this moment, ripples suddenly appeared on the originally calm mirror surface, as if a stone was suddenly thrown into the lake with gentle breeze and drizzle.

After a while, the fluctuating mirror surface slowly returned to calm, but a woman's face gradually emerged in the mirror.

She had flaming red hair and a delicate face as perfect as a sculpture, without a single flaw. Her eyes were like two crystal clear emeralds, emitting a captivating light.

At this moment, she was holding a wooden comb in her slender hands, her head slightly tilted, combing her red hair slowly and leisurely.

Ivan was startled and even his breathing stopped.

The woman on the other side of the mirror seemed to see Ivan in the mirror as well. Her movements suddenly stopped, her eyes widened slightly, and her rosy lips subconsciously parted. For a moment, they both froze in their places. The air seemed to freeze at this moment.

Before the two could make any move, the mirror surface fluctuated again, and then the image disappeared, returning to its original appearance.

Ivan took a step forward, feeling lost.

This mirror didn't look like an ordinary item, but for some reason, his badge didn't react at all.

It’s a pity that the table and the mirror are connected together, and the volume is too large, otherwise Ivan would definitely take it away today.

It would be great if I had a piece of space equipment. Not only would I not have to carry two swords around with me, but if I come across such a precious-looking item again, I wouldn't have to return empty-handed.

After poking the bronze mirror a few more times but still seeing no image appear, Ivan gave up trying.

The purpose of my trip to the elven ruins has been achieved, so it is time to leave.

The portal used to enter the ruins has disappeared. If I want to leave, it seems that I can only find the exit of the ruins.

Ivan had explored the road he came from, but did not find the exit of the ruins. After thinking for a moment, Ivan decided to leave through the main gate and try his luck.

Walking to the heavy door, Ivan used both hands to slowly push it open, stirring up a cloud of dust.

As the door opened, a stale smell hit me.

Ivan was about to leave, but at this moment, his sensitive hearing suddenly picked up a faint noise, as if many people were running and talking together.

How could there be someone here?
Ivan pricked up his ears alertly and listened carefully. The sound became clearer and closer, as if it was rapidly approaching him.

Moreover, judging from the intensity of the sound, it is not far from here.

There seemed to be a lot of people, and Ivan's heart sank, thinking to himself that this was not good.

Their destination was obviously the tomb behind them.

And I just took away the golden cup and the red liquid inside from here, which is very likely their target.

It must be hidden and not be discovered by them.

Ivan quickly looked around and found a pile of huge stone pillars not far away. The gaps between the pillars were just big enough for a person to hide.

He ran over without hesitation and hid sideways in the shadow of the stone pillar.

Just as he hid, a group of elves wearing unique costumes appeared in his sight. These elves, both men and women, were slender and moved lightly and nimbly.

Their ears are pointed and tremble slightly, as if they are sensing everything around them.

The leading elves were a man and a woman. The male elf had a firm expression and wore a crimson turban that covered half of his face.

The female elf made Ivan's eyes widen, because he had seen her before. She was the female elf teller at Vivaldi Bank!
However, her beautiful blonde hair has now disappeared and replaced with long black hair.

Her fluffy black hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and was tied into a thin braid on each side of her temples.

Seeing the tomb door open, the elves immediately panicked. Several elves rushed in quickly, then ran out quickly, shouting in ancient language:

"Oh no! There's a thief!"

"Ian Savini's Holy Grail and Holy Blood are gone!"

(End of this chapter)