The Magic Lamp Ability: Starting with One Person in the Republic of China Era

As he continued to integrate, Zhou Ming gradually mastered the ability of the Reverse Blood Explosion Heart Technique.

The abilities are simple, just two: reverse blood flow and heart attack.

"His abilities are pitifully weak, yet terrifyingly strong," Zhou Ming said, his eyes slightly brightening.

The reason this ability is considered pitifully weak is that, currently, anyone with some cultivation level can resist the Reverse Blood Explosion Technique and won't be instantly killed.

What makes it terrifyingly powerful is that this ability was originally designed for the slaughter of ordinary people.

Then cultivate with flesh, blood, vitality, and soul.

"Within approximately three meters, I can control other people's blood flow to reverse or cause them to die from a heart attack once I lock onto them!" Zhou Ming roughly sensed.

The Blood Demon Curse's abilities initially require talismans as materials, but later they function like normal abilities, requiring personal cultivation to enhance.

The same applies to the Reverse Bloodlust Technique. It currently only has a range of three meters, but that doesn't mean it can only be three meters.

Similarly, the fact that we can only deal with ordinary people now does not mean that we can only deal with ordinary people.

"If I'm fast enough and can ignore guns, wouldn't that be a massacre?" Zhou Ming's eyes suddenly lit up, but then he shook his head.

That's too idealistic; firearms aren't so easily ignored.

Zhou Ming opened his eyes and looked at his watch; it was already 2 a.m.

"I can still get some sleep." Zhou Ming tidied up and lay down on the bed to rest.

I was probably quite tired tonight, so I fell asleep quickly.

But the next moment, Zhou Ming realized something was wrong.

It felt like a dream, yet Zhou Ming was standing on the same street in Hongkou that he had been in before.

Three blood-soaked ghostly figures were staring at him.

"This is the curse of vengeful spirits?" Zhou Ming scoffed. He killed them while they were alive, and now they want to rise up after they're dead? Dream on!

Chapter 11 Restraint and the Perfect Match of Two Kinds of Light

"Why did you kill me?" The voice seemed to contain tangible resentment, impacting Zhou Ming's mind.

"Is this the curse of vengeful spirits mentioned in the inheritance? No wonder he went mad." Zhou Ming frowned, then a fierce look appeared on his face.

A crimson bloodthirsty power erupted from his body, and three enormous claws extended, grabbing the three ghosts.

He pulled her directly in front of him, and upon contact, it seemed as if the resentment emanating from her surged forth.

"Boom!"

An invisible flame erupted from Zhou Ming's heart, instantly burning everything in the room.

"what!"

A scream rang out.

"What are you yelling for?" Zhou Ming reached out and grabbed a wronged soul by the neck, pulling him over.

"Trying to scare me? Damn it, tell me why I can understand you?" Zhou Ming said fiercely.

With the flames burning in his other hand, he grabbed his skull directly, inserted two fingers into his eyes, and forcefully pried his skull out of his eye sockets.

The scream trembled, and the three streams of resentment surged violently.

The remaining two ghosts collapsed, turning into a large mass of mixed soul power and resentment.

If there is no way to deal with it, it will become a vengeful spirit again in a few days.

But Zhou Ming's primordial spirit lamp was no pushover; it instantly ignited.

"It doesn't seem as difficult to deal with as described in the inheritance," Zhou Ming said, clapping his hands as he looked at the collapsing vengeful spirit in his hand.

Zhou Ming was unaware that this was actually due to the presence of the Primordial Spirit Lamp and the Essence Lamp.

If an ordinary person cultivates this inheritance by killing people from the beginning, the power of the primordial talisman will be unusable in this dream because it is mixed with the power of vengeful spirits.

Even one's own original talisman can be interfered with and weakened by consuming the lives of others.

In other words, the more Blood Fiend Talismans one cultivates outside, the more they are weakened in this dream world.

It is not easy to deal with them, and since there is no way to eliminate them, it is a long-term confrontation.

However, Zhou Ming is different. The core abilities of the Essence Lamp and the Primordial Spirit Lamp are to burn essence and spirit, especially external ones, which are filtered and refined by burning.

Therefore, the consequences of cultivation are greatly reduced.

These two lamps, in particular, are not only capable of functioning once, but are constantly refining one's essence and spirit.

After dealing with these vengeful spirits, Zhou Ming felt much lighter, and his mental strength increased significantly.

The surrounding dreamscape naturally dissipated, and Zhou Ming voluntarily entered a deep sleep.

The next morning, Zhou Ming's tense state of mind relaxed considerably.

"If I can get the other two techniques sorted out today, I'll find another opportunity to kill a few more people tonight," Zhou Ming thought to himself with a sense of satisfaction.

“Dogs and birds! I remember there’s a dogfighting arena; the dogs there must be fierce and menacing.” Zhou Ming patted his collar, pushed open the door, and went out.

"As for birds? I don't know if they sell eagles."

After arriving at the office, Zhou Ming thought about how, although he had been there for more than three months, he was not very familiar with the city of Shanghai.

I got up and prepared to go ask someone.

As soon as he opened the door to his office, he saw Wang Wu in the hallway.

"Five brothers!"

Wang Wu stopped and looked over when he heard Zhou Ming's voice.

"Your cultivation has improved, kid. You haven't changed much in just one night." Wang Wu's eyes lit up, and he squinted slightly as he looked him over.

His energy and spirit have increased significantly, especially in terms of temperament, which now exudes an indescribable fierce aura.

"Fifth Brother has a good eye," Zhou Ming said with some admiration.

He noticed the change in himself after just one glance; Wang Wu's perception and spiritual cultivation were extraordinary.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Fifth Brother, do you know where there's a dogfighting arena and where you can buy eagles? I need a very fierce fighting dog and an eagle," Zhou Ming said.

Wang Wu frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and then said, "Come find me after lunch."

"Okay! Thank you very much, Fifth Brother." Zhou Ming nodded quickly and said.

Zhou Ming returned to his office, thought for a moment, and then went out for a while.

I bought a carton of cigarettes and a can of tea, and took them over around noon.

Wang Wu accepted it without saying much, then got up and led Zhou Ming out of the building.

A middle-aged man with a mustache, wearing a black vest and a round hat hurried over to greet them.

"Commander Wang!" the man said, bowing and scraping.

After Wang Wu nodded, he pointed at the middle-aged man and said to Zhou Ming, "This man is called Yu Erchuan. He runs a dogfighting arena. You'll go with him to choose a dog later. After you've chosen one, he'll take you to the bird market to choose an eagle."

Zhou Ming nodded and looked at Yu Erchuan.

"Hello, sir. You can call me Er Gou," Yu Erchuan said, bowing respectfully.

"Zhou Ming, I have some things to do this afternoon, so I won't be going," Wang Wu said, patting Zhou Ming on the shoulder.

“Yu Erchuan, treat my brother well. If anything happens on your turf, I’ll throw you in a dog cage and beat you up.”

"Don't worry, Commander Wang, I guarantee everything will be fine," Yu Erchuan assured him, patting his chest.

After giving a few instructions, Wang Wu went back.

At this moment, Yu Erchuan also drove over and quickly got out to open the car door.

"Please, sir!"

Zhou Ming nodded and got into the car. Yu Erchuan jogged over and got into the car from the other side, then instructed the driver and the kitchen.

"Sir, what kind of dog do you want?" Yu Erchuan's attitude remained humble, unchanged despite Wang Wu's departure.

"It has to be fierce and ruthless, preferably a dog king, but I want a dog king that won a fighting game and was seriously injured, but still alive." Zhou Ming made his requirements very clear.

It's the kind of champion dog that has won multiple championships but is too injured to fight.

Hearing this peculiar request, Yu Erchuan breathed a slight sigh of relief. If the other party wanted the Dog King, he would have suffered a heavy loss.

"What a coincidence, sir! I happen to have one. It's a black dog, the Black Howler General. A couple of days ago, someone spent a lot of money to have this dog fight 18 times in one day. It killed 18 fierce dogs. In the last fight, even with both legs broken, it still managed to kill another dog king. It's absolutely ferocious and ruthless," Yu Erchuan said with a fawning smile.

He naturally liked such a fierce and ruthless dog, so he didn't kill it after it was injured; he just tried to see if he could cure it.

That's why the dog lived for two more days after being injured.

Zhou Ming's eyes lit up. So fierce and ruthless, he was definitely a good prospect.

"That's it," Zhou Ming nodded and said.

"Should we go see the dogs first, or buy the birds first?" Yu Erchuan asked after nodding.

"Let's go to the bird market first. Anyway, the dog can't run away from you," Zhou Ming said casually.

Yu Erchuan immediately instructed the driver to turn around, and after some time, they arrived at a street.

After the two got off, they arrived at a large courtyard under the guidance of Yu Erchuan.

The moment you enter, you see all sorts of cages containing birds of different sizes.

Chapter 12 [Bloodhound] [Blood Bird Technique]

"Hey, Mr. Yu, what a pleasure to have you here!" A rather robust old man greeted him.

"Old Wu, stop talking nonsense and quickly bring out all those ferocious birds you've been hiding in your house," Yu Erchuan shouted.

Turning his head, he immediately lowered his voice and said to Zhou Ming, "Sir, don't be fooled by the small size of this yard. Old Wu's place is famous for its abundance of birds of prey. You're sure to find one you like."

Old Wu was about to refuse, because bringing out all his birds of prey might frighten them.

Looking at it now, even Yu Erchuan is adopting such a humble attitude; this superior must be extraordinary.