The First Academy in the Cultivation World

Only when Ling Yan'er actually went over and saw it did she understand why she had to be mentally prepared.

There were glowing golden lines on the faces and exposed hands of the five children, and the distribution direction showed that they were all blood vessels.

Ling Yan'er was genuinely shocked when she saw this: "What's going on? When did they become like this?"

"I told you to be mentally prepared," Dongfang Zichu said. "I discovered it at noon. At first, it was just a little bit of light gold, then it got darker and darker, and then it became what you see now. It started to glow."

Dongfang Zichu pointed to a small teacup on the table next to him and said, "Look at that, that's the blood collected from Song Zixuan's fingertips."

Ling Yan'er walked over and saw the small white lamp. If Dongfang Zichu hadn't said it was blood, she wouldn't have thought it was blood.

The golden liquid inside emitted a faint golden glow. Su Hongxiu said, "I and several medical practitioners have studied this. This blood is extremely flammable. Even though it appears to be like this in the teacup, if it touches wood, it will ignite directly."

She picked up a chopstick nearby and brought it close to the golden liquid. Before it touched the liquid, she saw the chopsticks instantly ignite.

Su Hongxiu took the chopsticks and shook them to extinguish the fire.

Ling Yan'er looked at the children worriedly. Dongfang Zichu noticed Ling Yan'er's doubt and said, "The fluid is currently in their bodies and is relatively normal. At least none of them have any signs of fever."

Su Hongxiu also said: "Originally, the city lord wanted to notify the families of these children, but given the situation, he dare not do so."

If it was just a normal coma, even if the child could not be saved in the end, the parents would still be mentally prepared. But now it is like this, it is obvious that the evil cultivator has done some kind of experiment, and it is really difficult to notify the parents.

Ling Yan'er took out her cell phone and put the teacup into her backpack, then clicked on it to check the message, her mouth wide open in surprise.

A rather inferior imitation of the blood of a god: foolish and naive lower creatures try to replace the blood in their bodies to become gods. This inferior and self-destructive imitation has only a one in ten thousand success rate. Even if it succeeds by luck, it still cannot exert even one thousandth of the power of a god.

Ling Yan'er took out the teacup again, and the liquid inside was still flowing quietly.

She knew what it was, but still had no idea how to save these children. She frowned and explained to everyone what the blood was.

After listening to Ling Yan'er's description, Song Mingcheng asked in a low voice: "So, all we can do is wait?"

Ling Yan'er frowned. "These children were abducted at different times, yet they all began to display golden blood and emit golden light at roughly the same time. The demonic cultivators must have some method of suppressing this."

Moreover, the children she chose to abduct must have something in common, which is why they were chosen by the evil cultivator.

Song Mingcheng smiled bitterly: "It's a pity that he ran away last night."

Ling Yan'er also felt a little guilty: "I thought you couldn't set up the formation yesterday. I knew he escaped but didn't tell you. It's my fault."

Song Mingcheng shook his head: "Even if we knew he had left at that time, we couldn't catch him if we chased him. But after we came back, we have already prepared the formation. The next time we meet him, we will definitely not give him a chance to escape."

Ling Yan'er frowned: "Do you want me to search the entire city for him this time?"

Song Mingcheng looked at Song Zixi, who had finally been found, and said, "You couldn't tell he was disguised when he was at Xixi's house before, right? He must have disguised himself well when he left Xixi behind last night. Finding him now is as difficult as climbing to the sky."

"But we can't do nothing either." Ling Yan'er said.

"I already have a way to force him to show up." Song Mingcheng said, "After bringing them back, I studied their similarities. Xuan'er and Xixi both have special physiques. Although these three children don't have spiritual roots, I used the equipment in the City Lord's Mansion to test them and found that they all have special physiques."

"Special physique." Ling Yan'er said: "So you are?"

"I asked all the fifteen-year-old children in the city to come to the City Lord's Mansion to test whether they have special physical conditions. Some of them stayed in the City Lord's Mansion." Song Mingcheng said.

At this moment, a guard came in and said, "City Lord, everyone in the city has been notified. Many people have already come to the City Lord's Mansion to begin the test. The housekeeper is watching over there."

Song Mingcheng looked at Ling Yan'er and said, "Thank you for your hard work in keeping an eye on these kids. I'll go over and monitor the test over there."

Ling Ziye also stood up and said, "I'll go with you."

He has no interest in babysitting.

Ling Yan'er nodded: "No problem."

After the city lord left, the only people left here besides a few children were Ling Yan'er, Dongfang Zichu and Su Hongxiu.

Ling Yan'er asked, "Didn't they say there were medical practitioners? Where are they?"

"Go back and look through the book, right?" Su Hongxiu said nonchalantly, "God's blood, how did you recognize it?"

Ling Yan'er chuckled: "Will the appraiser tell you how to identify the items?"

Su Hongxiu sat next to Song Zixi's bed: "Are you an appraiser?"

"I can be." Ling Yan'er said.

She lowered her head and typed on her phone, searching the library for the blood of gods.

There was no result, but the search for gods did produce two books. She took out both, handed one to Dongfang Zichu, and then flipped through the other one herself.

The book talks about ancient legends, saying that in ancient times, alien races tore through space and slaughtered people everywhere on the continent, and the gods stood up to fight against the alien races.

However, they were outnumbered by the foreigners and suffered heavy casualties.

When the last god was about to die in battle, he cursed the Heavenly Dao and was killed by the Heavenly Dao. His golden blood splashed all over the sky, nourishing all things in heaven and earth and reviving the spiritual energy.

However, the blood he spilled was a natural nemesis to aliens, and all the aliens that were watered by his blood disappeared.

But he was already the last god, and although the alien race suffered heavy casualties, they did not completely disappear.

At this time, the remaining people turned their eyes to the immortals of that time. The people of the immortals were worshipped on the altar by them, and then at the moment of becoming gods, they were killed and bled to death.

The blood of the immortals has a restraining effect on alien races. Although it is not as strong as that of gods, people shouted slogans of sacrificing for the continent. Under the pressure of morality, one immortal after another fell.

In the end, the alien races disappeared, and the gods and immortals also disappeared.

After people in the world of cultivation ascend, they no longer have any connection with this world.

After reading this thin booklet, Ling Yan'er felt her heart pounding.

The evil of human nature is vividly reflected here, but these people, under the name of justice for the people, do things to sacrifice others and redeem themselves.