On the Dead Wood Peak, I Exchange Blood for the Sky

Deadwood Peak is the most abandoned peak of Cangwu Sect, and is home to a group of dirty servants. Lu Zhi had been chopping firewood here for three years, and the bruise on his left arm was in severe pain every month. Everyone said he would be like this for the rest of his life. Until he discovered the ruined monument behind the peak and obtained the Blood Cleansing Technique - not a talent awakening, not an adventure initiation, but a set of conditions that were almost impossible to complete: After three blood transfusions and medicated baths as a guide, he narrowly escaped death. He exchanged wolf blood, fox blood, and the essence of heaven and earth, wandering on the edge of life and death every time. After the blood exchange, Zhuhen turned into Jiangxi, and the blood was controllable and coagulable, like a winding stream. During the sect competition, the pure-veined genius tiger roared and shook the field. Thousands of miles of ice covered the field, and the sky was filled with thunder. Lu Zhi only did one thing: let their blood listen to his own words. "Bloodline determines fate? Then I'll change my bloodline."