The blood king 36 Teach Me Inscriptions

levi walked through the market for a while, but nothing else caught his attention. he thought about going back to the clothes shop, but since he only left a few minutes ago, he didn't want to go back too early. he realised something as he walked through the market, that was, money was important. one ant costed him 10, 000 gold coins. in the begining, money meant nothing to him. but today he realised that with money, he could buy beasts that would slap him to death if he tried to kill them, as long as he had enough money. as he walked through the street, he also heard that some of the martial artists didn't even take money, only exchanging for something they believed had the same or more value as their own product. this brought him to one conclusion, he needed a way to make a large amount of money.

creakkk!

he pushed open the inn's old door. "ah, young master, you are back." the old innkeeper blushed slightly as he looked at levi, remembering how well he slept and how he only woke when the sun was already high. levi silently walked up the creaking stairs before walking into his room, closing the door behind him. "demon saint, how can i make money?" although he came from a decent family, because he was trash, he was kicked out of the family before learning a lot of things, leaving him unknowledgable. 'hmmm, there are many ways to make money. how much are you trying to make?' the demon saint asked. "a lot." levi said coldly. '...' the demon saint kept silent, out of fear that he might burst out laughing. 'ahem... you could make pills and sell them, or become a blacksmith.' the demon saint said sarcastically. he believed that the serious levi wouldn't catch the sarcasm in his voice, and he was right. "..black smith....the old man said something about another kingdom causing the king and large clans to come together.....war....weapons..." levi levi mumbled.

"inscriptions.....weapons.....war.....demon saint." levi mumbled before calling out. "weapons are needed in wars, right?" he asked. '...yes.' the demon saint answered. "and people look for the best weapons they can find, right?" levi asked once again. 'yes.' demon saint responded, slightly confused. 'what did this have to do with making money.' he thought. " i will be learning inscriptions from the old man after all." his thinking was simple. when people hear that they might be going to war, they look for good weapons, and regardless of whether or not the war happens, they will try to be on the safe side, trying their hardest to get one those weapons that might save their lives.

after thinking about it, he sat quietly on his bed. fuaa. he released a breath, as a thick blood mist erupted from his body. instead of trying to form the blood gate, he was practicing how to control the blood energy. shua! the mist began rotating around levi, causing his cloths, and the curtain to flutter. the mist kept rotating, becoming faster every second as levi's room shook, then suddenly, everything stopped. as the mist stopped rotating and returned to his body, his figure could be seen. his slightly long red hair was ruffled and his robe unkempt, looking down, the bed sheet was shredded. without even moving, he started qi cultivation. he circulated his qi through his body, 1 cycle, 2 cycles,3,4,5,6,7,8,9..he grudgingly continued, even though he felt no change. huff huff! by the time he stopped, an hour had passed, but he still felt no change.

creak! creak! he left the room before walking down the stairs. "young master, do yo-" the inn keeper approached levi as soon as he saw him. but due to levi's bad mood, he didn't want to talk to anyone, as his dense killing intent made clear. the old innkeeper froze on the spot, cold sweat soaking his his clothes. step step. without a word levi walked away. "huff huff w-what was that...huff..it felt like he was about to kill me...." the old man dropped to the ground, his eyes wide, he really felt like he would die this time.

after bathing, levi silently went back to his room, he calmed down significantly. when he got back to his room he remembered the ant and began searching the spatial ring. after a few seconds he pulled out a large greyish silver ant, a finger sized hole in it's head. without a word, he crushed the ant's body in his hand, causing a bluish silver blood to flow out before being absorbed into his body. his hands, as well as his veins and chest began itching instantly. the itching wasn't unbearable, just slightly uncomfortable. after a few minutes the itching stopped, but levi felt no different from before, but just as he was about to shout in anger, a dripping sound caused him to look down. on the ground, drops of a slightly pale green liquid sat, sinking into the floorboards at a visible speed.

"hmmm?" looking at his hand, he saw the green liquid flowing from his wrist down to the tips of his fingers and then onto the floor. "it looks like it is melting the floor? why is my hand not melting?" levi mumbled. [the liquid is not melting the wood, it is breaking it down. even if i explained more, you would not be able to understand. when you absorbed the blood, it made several changes to your body. one of the changes most likely makes the liquid ineffective against your body, or perhaps you can control what is broken down and what is not.] avesta said knowingly. "hmm....come back." levi called out. the drops of green liquid flew into the air, before merging into one large ball in front of levi and floated in place. "that man said the ants ate different materials before spitting out a liquid that contained the materials...how does that work?" levi mumbled. "harden!" he suddenly shouted. the ball of liquid began shrinking before solidifying into a small brown bead the size of a pearl.

"hmmm..." levi reached out and grabbed the bead. [ that liquid purifies the materials, making them stronger when they are resolidified.] avesta said. "..." levi began squeezing the wooden bead, it didn't break, he coated his fingers in qi and continued to squeeze, the bead was still intact. pax! a plume like blood mist covered his hand. a soft popping sound was heard, as the wooden bead exploded into dust. "..." levi dusted the wood powder from his fingers and lost himself in thought. he got up and took his black feather coat from the spatial ring before putting it on. after walking out of the inn, he channeled his qi through the coat, fading from view.

after a while he arrived at the clothes shop. "what do you ne-huh?" the attendant looked around but couldn't see anyone, but he was sure he heard the bell ring. levi walked up to the back room unnoticed, before he could open the door, he heard an unfamiliar aged voice coming from the room. "the cloud continent is on the verge of war, and yet the citizens know nothing. what is the king thinking?" an aged voice rang out. "who knows, who cares. if war breaks out, i'll just find a rock to hide under for about 20 years before coming back." the old tailor said carelessly. "you never change, only thinking about yourself. why don't you for once-"creak! the door creaked as levi pushed it open. "what do you need, boy?" the old man looked at the empty doorway and came to one conclusion. "teach me how to make inscriptions." levi said coldly as he looked at the old tailor, ignoring the other old man.

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