The originally barren and desolate land turned lush green in the blink of an eye.
Fang Hong was stunned by the sudden miraculous scene before him!
"Drip blood to recognize the demon gourd as master, and revive the might of my Hell Gate!"
A rolling demonic sound entered Fang Hong's ears without warning, making his head buzz and a sharp pain surge through him.
Fang Hong's body swayed uncontrollably, and he instinctively covered his ears with his hands.
Immediately after, the Black-Robed Man and the eerie scene all vanished. Fang Hong shivered violently, finally regaining consciousness.
At this moment, he was sitting on the ground, still shaken, gasping for breath.
Fang Hong looked at the black gourd in his hand with lingering fear; that previous scene was undoubtedly connected to this mysterious black gourd!
He quickly tossed the black gourd aside, his mind constantly replaying the extremely strange scene: the mountains of corpses, the Black-Robed Man's bizarre actions... Drip blood to recognize as master? demon gourd? Hell Gate?
These unfamiliar terms constantly swirled in Fang Hong's mind, leaving him somewhat bewildered.
However, he could now be certain of one thing: this black gourd was definitely not an ordinary item; a huge secret must be hidden behind it.
Fang Hong stood up and paced back and forth beside the black gourd, his gaze fixed on it, feeling a bit conflicted.
Should he just throw it away?
Or should he try dripping blood to see what effect it would have?
On one hand, the strange scene earlier left him with lingering fear; he was afraid this black gourd would bring more unknown dangers;
On the other hand, intense curiosity was driving him. What if this was some precious treasure? Missing it would be too great a pity.
After a long deliberation, Fang Hong ultimately couldn't resist the curiosity in his heart!
Fang Hong suppressed the tension and unease in his heart, condensed his magical power onto his fingernail, then lightly pricked his finger, and offered a few drops of blood to the black gourd.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
As soon as Fang Hong's blood touched the black gourd, it immediately produced a strong reaction.
The mouth of the gourd continuously emitted an eerie whistling sound, cold and strange, making one's hair stand on end.
Fang Hong watched from the side, extremely nervous, his eyes fixed on the black gourd, not daring to be even slightly negligent.
Suddenly, the black gourd flashed with a dazzling purple light, illuminating the entire small wooden house.
Immediately after, the black gourd became still, the whistling sound abruptly ceased, and everything returned to calm.
But just then, Fang Hong perceived that he seemed to have established some kind of connection with the black gourd.
This connection was very subtle, as if the black gourd had become a part of his body. He could feel the black gourd's existence and control its actions.
Fang Hong instinctively raised his hand, and the black gourd slowly floated up, just as he willed it!
Looking at the black gourd suspended in the air, Fang Hong's heart filled with joy; he could indeed control it.
Fang Hong waved his hand, drawing the black gourd into his grasp. The strange suction from before had disappeared, replaced by a feeling of closeness.
"I should be considered the master of the demon gourd now, right?" Fang Hong muttered softly.
What exactly was the use of this demon gourd?
Fang Hong recalled the strange scene just now: countless corpses were sucked into the demon gourd, which then spat out particles of light, and the earth instantly regained vitality.
Could this demon gourd absorb corpses?
Fang Hong speculated to himself. He still didn't quite understand the demon gourd's function and needed to try it out...
"Bang, bang, bang!!"
Just as Fang Hong was pondering, an urgent knocking sound came.
"Fang Hong! Get out here!!" A crude voice reached Fang Hong's ears, accompanied by violent banging on the door.
Fang Hong frowned, a hint of annoyance flashing across his face. He recognized the voice immediately; it was that "Liu Pangzi."
Fang Hong put away the demon gourd and slowly opened the door.
As soon as the door opened, he saw the tall "Liu Pangzi" and his crony "Sun Ergou" standing at the doorway.
As soon as these two saw Fang Hong come out, a mocking smile immediately appeared on their faces.
"Why are you here?" Fang Hong asked expressionlessly. These two never came to him for anything good.
"Why are we here? What do you think... Hand over that 'Qi Condensation Skill' the Immortal Master gave you yesterday immediately, or don't blame me for beating you!" Liu Pangzi threatened fiercely, clenching his fists.
"That's right, with your Trash Spiritual Root, you're not worthy of Cultivating the 'Qi Condensation Skill.' Hand it over quickly!" The tall and thin Sun Ergou echoed, his expression mocking.
After all, Fang Hong had a Spiritual Root, and they were both afraid that if Fang Hong really managed to Cultivate magical power, their lives would become difficult.
Fang Hong's face darkened, his originally calm eyes instantly turning cold and sharp. He slowly raised his palm, aiming it at Liu Pangzi's heart, with faint blue electric light flickering in his palm.
"Sizzle!"
An electric arc flashed from Fang Hong's palm, a close-range Thunderbolt Technique, piercing directly through Liu Pangzi's heart!
"Ah..." Liu Pangzi screamed, his corpulent body flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground, his chest instantly stained red.
He twitched a few times on the ground, his eyes wide with extreme fear, and then he completely passed away.
"Ah ah!!" Sun Ergou was instantly terrified by this sudden scene, his face turning ashen.
His legs gave out, and he collapsed to the ground, even urinating himself due to extreme fright... Fang Hong was already at Qi Refining first layer, his Divine Sense just emerging, his senses surpassing ordinary people. He immediately smelled the stench of urine.
He frowned, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes, and without hesitation, he cast another Thunderbolt Technique, electrocuting Sun Ergou to death as well!
"So noisy first thing in the morning... disturbing my Cultivation." Fang Hong said indifferently, to himself.
He looked at the two corpses, their eyes still wide in death. Although his face was calm, his heart was pounding fiercely. This was, after all, his first time killing someone.
"Phew, they were just two annoying people..." Fang Hong took a deep breath, calming himself down.
Fang Hong was about to use a Fireball Technique to burn the two bodies, but he suddenly remembered that the demon gourd he had just obtained could absorb corpses. So he pulled out the demon gourd from his embrace, intending to try it out and see what effect it would have...