Chapter 100: The Price of Blood Essence DepletionThe Aftermath of Blood Fury

Chapter 100: The Price of Blood Essence DepletionThe Aftermath of Blood Fury

Mu Feng's anguished cries pierced the silence of the battlefield. His transformation had subsided, but the cost was evident. His once-vital body was now gaunt and aged, with snow-white hair and skin so dry it seemed to crack with every movement.

The Mu family scrambled to address the fallout, with elders and disciples frantically clearing debris, counting the dead, and searching for answers.

Mu Feng's Collapse

In his room, Mu Feng lay motionless, his once-formidable aura now faint. "His vitality… it's almost completely gone," whispered the gathered crowd.

The family's healer, a seasoned practitioner named Zheng, knelt beside him and inspected his condition. With a grim face, he declared, "This boy has burned through nearly all his blood essence. His life hangs by a thread. I'm afraid… there is little we can do."

His words were a death knell. Gasps and stifled sobs filled the room as the family processed the gravity of the situation.

The Shura Jade's Intervention

Once the room was cleared at Mu Feng's insistence, the Shura Divine Jade emerged from his chest, glowing faintly. Xiyue materialized, her expression a mix of concern and urgency.

"Mu Feng, you've burned almost all your essence blood. This level of damage…" Xiyue hesitated before continuing, "If we don't act, you won't survive the night."

Mu Feng gave a weak smile, his voice barely audible. "I'm not afraid of death, Xiyue. But I have people to protect… a family to rebuild."

A Daring Gamble

Xiyue nodded solemnly. "There's a way, but it's dangerous. The Shura Divine Jade can stabilize your life force by drawing energy from the blood essence of others stored within it. But your body is too weak to handle the full force. You'll need to enter a deep state of meditation and guide the energy yourself. One mistake… and you'll disintegrate from the inside out."

"Do it," Mu Feng said without hesitation. "I can't afford to die now."

The Blood Ritual

Xiyue extended her hand, and the Shura Divine Jade began to glow intensely. Streams of blood-red energy surged from the gem, enveloping Mu Feng. He clenched his teeth, the searing pain almost unbearable.

"Focus, Mu Feng! Channel the energy through your dantian. Keep it circulating or it will tear you apart!" Xiyue's voice was firm but carried a note of worry.

Mu Feng closed his eyes, his mind entering a trance-like state. Guided by Xiyue's instructions, he carefully wove the energy through his body, reinforcing his meridians and replenishing his depleted vitality.

The Struggle for Survival

Hours passed. Outside, the Mu family waited anxiously, their hearts heavy with uncertainty. Mu Kuang and Bai Ziyue sat vigil by the door, their faces pale from worry.

Suddenly, a surge of powerful energy radiated from the room. The family turned toward the source, hope flickering in their eyes.

Inside, Mu Feng's body began to heal. His gaunt features filled out slightly, and his skin regained a faint hue of life. The blood sigil on his forehead glowed faintly before fading into his skin, leaving only a trace.

But the toll was evident. His hair remained white, and his strength was far from its peak.

Emerging from the Abyss

As dawn broke, Mu Feng's eyes fluttered open. Weak but alive, he struggled to sit up. Xiyue materialized beside him, her expression a mix of relief and sternness.

"You're stable for now, but your recovery will take time. Don't push yourself."

Mu Feng nodded, his voice hoarse but determined. "Thank you, Xiyue. Without you, I… wouldn't have made it."

The Family's Relief

When Mu Feng finally emerged from his room, the Mu family gathered around him. Though weakened, his survival brought hope to their battered spirits.

"Feng'er, you've done enough. Rest now," Mu Hai said, his voice heavy with emotion.

But Mu Feng shook his head. "Uncle, this isn't over. South King sent these assassins. They'll come again, and we must be ready."