Senior sister, I'm going to control you.

Chapter 15 Senior Sister, I Really Want to Improve!

Master Han has passed away.

Zhao Ling and her two companions remained standing in the same spot, heads bowed.

The pool of blood was still steaming, and the small mountain of bones and flesh reeked of blood.

Fifteen minutes later, Zhao Ling finally raised her head.

Her face was very pale, and her fingers repeatedly squeezed and released the knife handle.

She didn't speak, but Li Tianran heard her grinding her teeth.

Li Tianran was somewhat surprised.

I never expected that this cold and aloof female evil cultivator would have such a little quirk.

"Let's go."

Zhao Ling turned and walked down the mountain.

Li Tianran quickly followed, pondering his next move.

Shen Qing followed behind him, head down, without saying a word.

Zhao Ling stopped at the edge of the spirit field.

She stared at the patch of Blood Spirit Grass, her brows furrowed, and remained silent for a long time.

Li Tianran didn't leave.

After waiting for a while, he took the initiative to speak.

"Senior Sister Zhao, Senior Sister Su isn't here. How can you manage all this by yourself?"

Zhao Ling glanced at him.

"Speak your mind."

Li Tianran took half a step forward and knelt down with a thud.

"Lord Han said he could take me as his disciple, that is my good fortune."

I don't ask for anything else, I just ask my senior sister to give me a chance to prove that I'm not a loser.

Zhao Ling was stunned for a moment.

Shen Qing was also stunned.

These blood slaves... they really will stop at nothing.

Zhao Ling realized what was happening and gave a cold laugh.

"You certainly know how to pick your time."

Zhao Ling stared at him for a few seconds.

"Do you know why the one-month deadline is so tight?"

Li Tianran shook his head: "Please give me some guidance, Senior Sister."

Zhao Ling pointed to the spirit field.

"To upgrade Blood Spirit Grass from ordinary quality to first or second grade, it is necessary to instantly infuse it with a large amount of blood essence at the sublimation threshold."

A moment earlier or a moment later won't work.

If you miss it, that plant will be wasted.

She squatted down, plucked a Blood Spirit Grass with golden-edged leaves, and waved it in front of Li Tianran.

"Look at this, the edges are starting to turn golden, which means it's about to sublimate."

These next few days we must keep a close watch on him and ensure he is given enough blood and essence at the moment of sublimation.

"Watering too late caused the sublimation process to fail, and it will take at least fifteen days to cultivate a new plant."

Li Tianran looked intently at the plant, his gaze meeting Zhao Ling's, indicating that he was listening.

A blood slave knelt respectfully as she explained, his eyes filled with curiosity.

This scene struck Zhao Ling as odd.

She paused, then continued, "So, each plant only has one chance within a month."

She threw the grass back onto the ground and patted the mud off her hands.

"Currently, there are 260 first-grade plants and 7 second-grade plants. But many of them have not yet reached the sublimation point."

I need to watch over it day and night, classify and label it, and immediately water it with blood essence as soon as I find leaves with golden edges.

She looked at Li Tianran, her tone softening slightly.

"With Senior Sister Su not here, I really need a helper."

Li Tianran did not hesitate.

"Senior sister, I am willing to guard the spirit field and irrigate it with my own blood at any time."

Zhao Ling stared at him.

"Aren't you afraid of dying from blood drying up?"

"I'm afraid, but I'm even more afraid of having no value."

Zhao Ling's lips twitched slightly, but it wasn't a smile.

"You're quite sensible."

Li Tianran took the opportunity to ask.

"Senior sister, is there no one else in our sect who can help? What about the other disciples who are deacons?"

These words struck a chord with Zhao Ling.

She couldn't help but say, "The other stewards? They'd love for Master not to be able to create a Foundation Establishment puppet."

The three deacons are all vying for power; whoever refines the Foundation Establishment Blood Puppet first will have a better chance of taking over. It's good enough if they don't cause trouble.

Li Tianran's heart skipped a beat: "The position of Vice Sect Master has been vacant all this time?"

"It's been empty for three years."

Zhao Ling glanced at the gray mist halfway up the mountain in the distance.

"The sect leader never shows his face. I have been a member of the sect for ten years and have never seen him."

The deputy sect leader is the actual person in charge of the Blood Spirit Sect, which is why the three deacons are all vying for power.

"Doesn't the Sect Master care?"

Zhao Ling glanced at him, her tone somewhat wary.

"Don't ask about these things."

Li Tianran lowered his head: "Yes, I was too talkative."

He didn't ask any more questions.

But he silently noted in his heart that the position of deputy sect leader was vacant and the three deacons were vying for it.

This Blood Spirit Sect is more chaotic than he imagined.

However, the more chaotic the better.

The best situation is when nobody cares about a nobody like him.

"Since you want to help, then come along."

"Yes, Senior Sister!"

Li Tianran looked overjoyed and quickly got up from the ground.

Zhao Ling squatted down and began to examine each plant one by one.

Li Tianran followed behind her, and Shen Qing followed behind him.

Zhao Ling spoke as she examined the object, her tone becoming more gentle.

Before the Blood Spirit Grass is sublimated, the edges of its leaves will turn golden.

On the first day, the gold border is as thin as a hair; on the second day, it becomes thicker; and on the third day, it is the widest.

Watering must be done on the third day; watering a day earlier or later is not acceptable.

She plucked a plant with prominent golden edges and handed it to Li Tianran.

"Look at this one, it's already the second day of its Phnom Penh bloom."

It must be watered before tomorrow night.

Remember its location, and keep a close eye on it tomorrow night.

Li Tianran took it and looked at it several times.

Zhao Ling sneered from the side: "Stop flipping through it, you won't be able to tell no matter how many times you look."

"Just keep an eye on it at night. Wake me up when the golden edges widen, and I'll teach you how to water it."

Li Tianran replanted the grass. "I'll do whatever you say, Senior Sister."

Zhao Ling did not respond.

She took out a small porcelain bottle from her sleeve, which contained only a little less than half a bottle of dark red liquid.

"This is blood essence, extracted from the blood pool, enough to water five plants."

A single herb needs only one drop; more is wasteful, less is insufficient.

Li Tianran took the porcelain bottle and carefully put it away.

Zhao Ling glanced at Shen Qing.

"A cultivator's blood is more valuable than yours. Letting her bleed will increase the success rate of ascension."

Shen Qing's face turned pale, but she didn't say anything.

Li Tianran grinned.

"No problem, she's willing to go through fire and water."

Zhao Ling glanced at him indifferently.

"Don't give me that frivolous look."

She pulled a broken jade slip from her sleeve and held it tightly in her hand.

"If you want to become Master's disciple, you must cultivate. You don't have spiritual roots, so normal cultivation is impossible."

"If your master wants to train you, the only way is through the Blood Puppet Technique; this is the first level."

Li Tianran's eyes lit up for a moment, but he quickly suppressed it.

He never expected that Zhao Ling would give him the Blood Puppet Technique on her own initiative.

"With this, you can advance from the second level of pseudo-Qi cultivation to the fourth level, becoming stronger and having more blood."

Zhao Ling paused, her tone turning serious.

"But there is a price to pay: your consciousness will be gradually eroded."

Over time, you will become a true puppet, devoid of your own consciousness.

Li Tianran's fingers trembled slightly.

"Senior sister, how can we avoid it?"

"Master has the second half of the cultivation technique, which can preserve part of the consciousness."

She already said, it depends on how you perform.

Zhao Lingsong released his hand and handed him the jade slip.

"If you can get the spirit field to meet the target in a month, I will help you ask your master for help."

Li Tianran accepted the jade slip with both hands.

His eyes were calm when he looked down, but when he looked up, they were filled with gratitude.

"Thank you, senior sister. I will do my best."