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An ordinary-looking dry well about a meter in diameter appeared in front of Fang Mu.
Fang Mu reached out to touch the edge of the well, it was the tic-tac-toe board he’d played when he was a child in his previous life.
A look of reminiscence appeared in his eyes; that brief moment felt like a lifetime ago to Fang Mu.
Fang Mu didn’t immediately inject blood into the dry well named Blood Of Abundance.
Instead, he went to his bedroom to pick up a potted plant with emerald leaves and two or three small flowers blooming on top.
This potted plant was brought back during the New Year by his second brother when he became the golden glove of the Wanbao Chamber of Commerce a year ago.
At that time, Second Brother only said that this potted plant was called Ruby Camellia.
He wanted it to be kept at home. If anyone was injured, they could pluck the leaves for treatment.
Fang Mu hadn’t had much of a chance to use Ruby Camellia.
However, Fang Mu’s third sister, Fang Yan, was injured regularly because she always had to take combat classes during her time at the university.
Fang Yan plucked off two or three leaves from this Ruby Camellia almost every day.
However, this pot of Ruby Camellia had nothing to do with Fang Yan.
Fang Mu had specially checked the school library for the Ruby Camellia because they had done all they could by introducing a large amount of fertilizer specially for plant-type beasts in the soil.
It did not change the fact that Ruby Camellia was getting worse.
After an investigation in the library, Fang Mu understood that the Ruby Camellia was a flower-type beast thirsty for wood elemental energy.
In addition to wood elemental energy, the Ruby Camellia also had to absorb life energy regularly so that it could grow stronger and more buds could appear.
Life energy was the foundation for the evolution of all beasts.
Only Creation Masters could concoct life energy, the stronger the Creation Master, the purer the life force.
Raising the Ruby Camellia well would require huge expenses.
Fang Mu and Fang Yan could provide the Ruby Camellia with not-so-pure wood elemental energy. However, they could not bear to provide any life force to Ruby Camellia.
Even a defective potion concocted by a junior Creation Master with 90% impurities could be sold for at least 800 Dragon dollars.
They would have to give it a bottle of life energy every five days to satisfy its need for life energy.
The cost did not match the value of the Ruby Camellia.
Even so, Fang Yan did not pick the leaves even if she was injured to ensure that the Ruby Camellia could survive.
This was because the Ruby Camellia was an evolved flower-type beast that could give birth to a flower spirit.
Once the Ruby Camellia nurtured a flower spirit, it would bear a flower jade, the value of which would be simply immeasurable.
Under Fang Mu’s meticulous care, the Ruby Camellia rested for a few months.
He could already pluck the leaves again in small amounts.
Fang Mu had chosen to consume the leaves of the Ruby Camellia because he planned to bleed himself out.
He tried his best to pour as much blood as possible into his Natal beast, the Blood Of Abundance without harming his body.
He had to brew more blood-aged wine.
Once a Beast Tamer awakened the Life Guide, they could use their mental strength to temper their body.
Therefore, Beast Tamers’ physical fitness was often much stronger than ordinary people’s. Moreover, the stronger the Beast Tamer, the better their physical fitness.
This meant that Fang Mu only had to make a small cut on his fingertip and then use his mental strength to control the blood in his body to gather at the wound on his fingertip.
There was no need to make himself look too pathetic.
Fang Mu rubbed his index finger hard against the wall of the well where the Blood Of Abundance was hard.
He felt pain in his fingertips. Blood immediately welled from the wound and dripped into the well.
The instant Fang Mu’s blood touched the rich bottom of the well, the Blood Of Abundance that had been like a dry well instantly squirmed.
The stone walls gradually turned crimson.
Deep, dark red mist spurted from the well’s mouth and surrounded Fang Mu.
It was as if Fang Mu was performing an ancient and mysterious ritual.
He had been a biologist in his previous life and had accumulated so much knowledge in this life that he knew very well what the limits of his body were.
After releasing about 800 milliliters of blood, Fang Mu clearly felt his body weaken.
Under normal circumstances, the hemorrhagic shock would occur if one lost more than 2,000 milliliters of blood.
Even with the bronze-grade Ruby Camellia beside him, Fang Mu did not intend to lose more than 2,000 milliliters of blood.
When the blood loss had reached 1,500 milliliters, he immediately plucked a leaf off the Ruby Camellia.
He put it in his mouth, chewed, and quickly swallowed. He immediately felt that his body had recovered a little.
After he had let out 1,800 milliliters of blood, Fang Mu immediately stopped using his mind to urge the blood to flow from the wound on his fingertip.
Blood raced back to the rest of his body, leaving his arm deathly pale.
Dark red blood swirled around Fang Mu.
Fang Mu swallowed his discomfort and plucked another Ruby Camellia leaf. He put it in his mouth and chewed it carefully before swallowing slowly.
Only then did he feel alive again.
The sense of powerlessness brought by the loss of blood really made one unwilling to recall it a second time.
Fang Mu wanted to increase his strength and hoard resources but that didn’t mean he had to be a masochist and he wanted to hurt himself less.
Fang Mu planned to provide 1,500 milliliters of blood at most to Blood Of Abundance later.
If it was in his previous life, it would be difficult for Fang Mu to recover after losing 1,800 milliliters of blood at once.
It would take at least a week or two to recover even if he ate nourishing ingredients.
But it would be very easy for Fang Mu to recover within three days in this world of beasts, through the spiritual materials produced by some beasts.
Spiritual materials for replenishing blood were quite common in this world hence the low price.
Fang Mu still had more than 70,000 Dragon Dollars in his small treasury. It was enough to afford such an expenditure.
Therefore, Fang Mu decided that he would brew 1,500 milliliters of Blood Aged Wine every three days through the rich Bronze-grade skill of his Blood Aged Wine.
Fang Mu wanted to see how long it would take to brew 1,800 milliliters of Blood Aged Wine.
At this moment, Blood Of Abundance was squirming like a hideous digestive cavity, as if it was constantly nurturing and producing something.
Feeling weak and a little dizzy, Fang Mu found some spiritual materials at home that could replenish his blood. He used them to make a blood-nourishing tea infusion and drank the entire cup slowly. Then, he continued to check on the Innate Mystical Power of his natal beast, the Blood Of Abundance.