Nine Heaven’s Devouring Blood Metal

Cou Ling looked at the sword as it greedily absorbed one drop of silver blood after another. She kept the sword underneath the flow of blood for a good two seconds before she removed it, picked up her hammer, and started hammering it as though the blood had been the fire and the stone was her anvil.

The loud banging noise sounded out as the hammer landed on the sword repeatedly and sweat poured down from the woman’s forehead. Drop after drop landed on the altar causing it to sizzle. The hot steam drifted upwards, yet although this steam made it harder to see what she was doing, she did not give up.

Once more the sword ended up under Hui Yue’s arm drinking up more and more blood drops. The color of the blood turned increasingly silver, and currently, it was shining with an intense light, and small currents of electricity could be seen within.