In the dimly lit hall of the Blood Clan, a sense of tension hung in the air. Members moved about, their faces drawn with concern as they spoke in hushed tones. Suddenly, a member walked up to the higher-ups and bowed respectfully.
"Reporting to the council, four of our members have been killed during the mission," he said, his voice low and deferential.
The council members sat on their thrones, their faces inscrutable behind their masks. They listened to the report with stoic expressions, giving away no hint of emotion. This was not the first time such a report had been given, and they knew that such missions came with risks.
"Who is responsible for this?" one of the council members asked, his voice cold and menacing.
"We assume that they are killed by the target. The target is a disciple of the Celestial Harmony Sect, Orion," the member responded.
The council members exchanged glances, their expressions growing even more serious. The Celestial Harmony Sect was a powerful group, and it was not wise to make enemies with them. They knew that they had to tread carefully if they wanted to avoid a full-scale conflict.
"Who is the one who hired them to kill this Orion?" another council member asked, his voice laced with suspicion.
"The one who hired us is the subordinate of one of the senior disciples of the Celestial Harmony Sect, Orion," the member replied.
The council members nodded, their thoughts racing as they considered their next move. It was clear that they needed to take a more cautious approach if they wanted to succeed in their mission. They could not afford to make any more mistakes.
"Tell them to increase the price if they want to kill this kid. Raise them by ten times," one of the council members said, his voice firm and commanding.
The member nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. The council had spoken, and it was up to him to relay the message. He bowed respectfully before turning to leave the hall.
As he made his way out, he could feel the weight of the council's expectations on his shoulders. He knew that the mission would not be an easy one, but he was determined to see it through to the end. For the Blood Clan, failure was not an option.
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Orion sat cross-legged on the ground, holding the small, ornately decorated box in his lap. He had opened the lid and was now staring intently at the glowing blue liquid within.
He took a deep breath, steeling himself for what was to come. The system had informed him that this was a highly concentrated form of Primordial Qi infused with rare elements and that it had the power to enhance his cultivation exponentially.
Without hesitation, he reached into the box and took out the small glass bottle containing the liquid. It felt cool to the touch, and he could feel a faint hum of energy emanating from it. He uncorked the bottle and took a deep breath, the scent of rare herbs and minerals wafting up to his nostrils.
He raised the bottle to his lips and took a small sip. The liquid was cool and refreshing, and he could feel its power coursing through his body. His heart raced with excitement as he swallowed and took another sip.
As he drank, he could feel his body changing, adapting to the power of the liquid. He could feel his Qi flowing more smoothly and his senses sharpening. He drank deeply, feeling the liquid fill him with a sense of strength and vitality.
He closed his eyes, savouring the feeling, and allowed himself to sink deeper into the power of the liquid. It was unlike anything he had ever experienced before, and he knew that his cultivation would be forever changed by it.
As he drank, he could feel the power of the Primordial Qi infusing every cell in his body. He could feel his bones strengthening, his muscles growing denser, and his mind becoming sharper. He drank until the bottle was empty, feeling a sense of loss as the last drop passed his lips.
After drinking the glowing blue liquid from the ornately decorated box, Orion felt a sense of empowerment. He could feel the energy coursing through his body, filling him with a power that he had never known before. Time seemed to blur together as minutes turned into hours, hours turned into days, and he continued to cultivate his primordial qi.
Orion's body was now vibrating with energy. His senses were heightened, and he felt an unusual connection with the world around him. He could feel the air on his skin, and the slightest breeze sent ripples of energy through his body.
As he meditated, he could sense the primordial qi within him growing stronger and more concentrated. The liquid had unlocked something deep within him, something that had been waiting to be awakened. He felt like he was on the verge of something great, and he couldn't wait to see what it was.
Days passed, and still, he remained in deep meditation, his mind focused on cultivating his qi. He felt a strange sense of detachment from the outside world, as if he was in a different realm entirely. His body had changed, becoming leaner and more muscular, his skin glowing with a faint blue aura.
Orion's eyes remained closed, his mind completely absorbed in the process of cultivating his Qi. He could feel his body changing on a fundamental level, the power of the liquid infusing every cell in his body with energy and vitality.
It was a strange sensation, like a river of pure energy flowing through him, filling him with an almost electric sense of power. He knew that he was tapping into something primal, something that had been hidden away deep within him.
Despite the intensity of the experience, Orion remained calm and focused. He had always been a disciplined and determined cultivator, and he knew that this was his chance to reach a level of power that few had ever achieved.
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