Overgod Ascension - 569. Chapter 569

“My identity, at least in the black market, is not a secret… Although it won’t betray me, for safety’s sake, don’t go back to that hotel!”

Wu Ming has always been prepared for everything. This time he came out, regardless of his free citizen’s identity certificate, money and equipment, he would take him with him. At this time, he would naturally leave without any cumbersomeness, and he would not even have to go back to the hotel.

“Let’s go… Let’s get out of town!”

Wu Ming said to Beatrice: “A freedman adventurer, plus a girl with sores, this combination is still a bit more conspicuous…We will come back when you are cured. The flow of people, it will be difficult for them to find us anymore…”

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Beatrice felt ashamed.

As a 13-year-old girl from an aristocratic family, she has already had her menarche, can get engaged, and assume the responsibilities of wife and mother.

But now, she was soaked in hot water almost naked in front of another strange man.

The man who bought her looked very young, probably less than twenty years old, but he was surprisingly powerful. She couldn’t forget the scene of the other party taking a walk in the garden, killing six men in black.

If she had this kind of power in the first place, maybe the family wouldn’t suffer that kind of bad luck, right?

It’s a pity that this guy who calls himself William is a bastard without the slightest aristocratic demeanor and politeness!

After leaving Wuthering City, he took her into this cave and boiled a pot of strange hot water.

The strange smell of grass roots mixed with animal entrails, the little lady in the past would faint as soon as she smelled it, but now she is in it, as if to be boiled into a pot of soup.

“Are you going to eat me?”

Wu Ming finally heard Beatrice talking.

“I almost thought you were a dumb girl!”

He laughed and laughed: “Why do you have this idea?”

“Don’t all the wizards in the story do this?”

Beatrice answered naturally.

“I want to correct a few points: First, I am not a wizard! Second, I have no interest in eating you! Third, climb out by yourself, scrub your body, and then apply these. Don’t miss a nail! ”

Wu Ming handed a pot of ashes to Beatrice: “Don’t forget… you are my slave now! You have to listen to me!”

“Okay, sir!”

Beatrice crawled out, wiped her body, and painted gray-black pot ashes.

Obviously, she is a smart girl. She already knows that the person opposite is trying to heal herself, and she also has a desire to live.

‘This is a very skilled physician…’

Beatrice painted herself as a little black man, feeling the pain on her skin relieved a lot, and could not help but think silently.

In order to cure her in the past, the slave owner also sought out many people, doctors, pharmacists, scholars, and even priests in the church…Unfortunately, a wave of people were invited by him with hope, but they could only leave with regret. In the end, even the slave owner was desperate.

‘A blue-blooded nobleman, the bloodline seems to be quite pure, good material…’

Wu Ming thought silently, and took out a glass bottle the size of a thumb.

In the center of the bottle, a drop of pale yellow grease lay quietly there, showing a semi-solidified state.

“Necessary for the knight’s baptism, holy oil…”

He murmured and opened the cork.

A fragrant and clear breath came out, with a pungent taste.

“Essence grass, stone snake orchid…”

Wu Ming thought silently and reported the names of the two ingredients: “There is also a strange taste, it is black fish oil…”

What he did now was to come up with the formula of holy oil, so as to find the secret of the knight’s baptism.

“The three elements of knight’s baptism, physical limits, spiritual requirements, and holy oil, none of them can be missing… The last holy oil secret medicine should be just a primer! Is it a direction to stimulate life potential…”

The baptism of a knight needs to last for several days. Every day, he smears his body with special holy oil and prays in the quiet room.

In Wu Ming’s view, this is a process of stimulating life potential, or burning life energy, and undergoing transformation.

After Gao Wu Jian Ling’s cognition has mastered the general direction, with his accumulated herbalism ability, the research progress of the knight’s holy oil is almost rapid, and only the last mysterious ingredient has not been resolved.

“I’m afraid… we can only do expendable research!”

Wu Ming took out a draft paper, recorded his current research results, and listed several branches and ideas.

Afterwards, he gently put his fingers in and took out a little holy oil accurately.

It’s cold… and then it’s hot.

Feeling the touch of his fingertips, Wu Ming smiled faintly: “Sure enough, it is the way to burn the potential of life and break through the limit… In the words of the previous life, is it to accelerate cell division and induce evolution in a targeted manner?”

“It’s still too small for the whole body to be reborn…”

He pondered, his expression suddenly changed: “No! No!”

After the cold and hot, he suddenly felt a bit of strange power in the holy oil, began to penetrate into the fingertips, and continued to spread.

Unfortunately, this amount was too small, and was immediately rejected by Wu Ming’s body.

“This is… the effect of the last mysterious ingredient?”

Wu Ming took a deep breath, and some understood: “The power of blood?”

If he had not experienced the Shenwu world before, he would not have been so clear about the composition and source of this power.

But the martial artist in that world is ultimately the way to stimulate his own blood and return to the source. He has achieved the martial art of smashing the void, and he also has reference and research on the blood of the martial artist, which is very sensitive.

Therefore, it was sensed at this moment.

“This should be the blood of a high-ranking race… It suppresses and influences the lower-ranking people, and can be fixed in genes to form a certain ability…”

“Is it some kind of powerful biological bloodline?”

Wu Ming quickly explored the role of this bloodline addition: “It releases powerful vitality burning, and provides specific strengthening genes…How can a guy who feeds on blood look like a warlock?”

“Such a powerful bloodline, as long as it is a higher-level creature…maybe you can find several alternatives, and then change the ingredients of the formula…”

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“Sir…I, it’s alright!”

Just as Wu Ming was thinking about it, a timid voice came.

Seeing the mud monkey-like Beatrice, he couldn’t help but laughed: “Well… it’s really even, but… what’s your name?”

Wu Ming pointed to Beatrice’s neck.

That was the place where she used to wear the slave collar. Although it has been temporarily removed, it does not mean that Wu Ming has given up power over her.

After all, he is not a good guy.

“I can pay the ransom…”

Beatrice bit and pressed, even though she had lost all her thoughts, but now that she might be cured, she couldn’t help but ignite a glimmer of hope.

“Self-redemption? Don’t forget, the Ross family has died…”

Wu Mingdan smiled and said: “And even if there is any hidden treasure left behind, according to the general laws of the Thrall continent, everything created and obtained by slaves belongs to the slave owner… So, you want to use my things, Come to redeem yourself?”

As soon as she said this, Beatrice’s body shook.

She bit her lip and made a half-kneeling etiquette: “I see…Master!”

“Very good! Recognize the reality clearly!”

Wu Ming nodded in satisfaction: “Come here!”

Beatrice gritted her teeth, but still obeyed, watching Wu Ming take out a fine needle, punctured her finger, and squeezed out a drop of red agate-like blood.

In the center of the blood bead, there is another blue intent, and if you are not paying attention, you may ignore the past.

“From the blood of Tale I, the proof of the nobles…blue blood!”

Wu Ming stared at the drop of blood, his complexion suddenly changed, with a touch of incredible and surprise.

“It’s actually…”

He looked at the bottle filled with holy oil, the expression on his face was very complicated: “The last mysterious material…is the bloodline inherited by the blue blood nobles?”

Wu Ming had guesses right away.

The original conqueror, King of the Stormy Plains, and King Tale I must be an extremely powerful bloodliner!

He conquered the Fengying Plain with unmatched power, and used the seed of power as a gift, hidden in his blood, and passed on to future generations. This is also the source of all blue-blooded nobles!

“The bloodlines of the blue-blooded nobles in normal times are quite thin and in a recessive state… The Knight’s Holy Oil is to stimulate this recessive into a dominant force, and after blending, it becomes a vitality that inspires a breakthrough. The introduction…”

A light of thought flashed in Wu Ming’s eyes: “At least… the nobles in the Fengying Plain do this. The blood may be replaced. Dragons and winged snakes… as long as they are legendary high-energy creatures. A human bloodline that is as powerful as a certain limit is naturally feasible too…”

To complete this conjecture, what he has to do is very simple, that is, get the highland holy oil used by Viscount Garcia, and compare the differences between the two.

“In that case, this little guy has good potential, if he can fully develop the power of blood…”

The influence of the bloodline decays from generation to generation along with the pedigree.

The pure blood of the second and third generations may have been extraordinary since they were born, but now, those blue-blooded nobles are not much different from ordinary people-except that the proportion of geniuses is slightly higher!

“Those who have power must have power! Blue blood is smarter, stronger, and more likely to be promoted than ordinary people… so they have always been nobles!”

Wu Ming estimated that at the beginning, 80% of the knight’s baptism was a secret method specially used by nobles to stimulate their own blood.

By modulating the injection of the dominant blood vessel, it stimulates its own recessive blood vessel and gains strength.

But later, this method was extended to ordinary people, and this has the origin of the knight!