Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

Lin Mo looked at the Blood Demon Sect's former members kneeling on the ground.

In this setting, it would be a shame not to utter a few lines of poetry.

He had his hands behind his back and his chin slightly raised.

"Get up, everyone."

Several hundred people stood up tremblingly.

Lin Mo cleared his throat.

"Those bastards from the Myriad Souls Sect occupy our territory, rob our resources, and treat us like cattle!"

"Can you tolerate this?"

"No!" Elder Li raised his one arm and howled at the top of his lungs.

"So, I'm back." Lin Mo raised his voice.

"From today onwards, the Blood Demon Sect enters a phase of full-scale revival!"

"We need to integrate resources! We need to reduce costs and increase efficiency! We need to turn the Wanhun Sect's core competitiveness into our stepping stones!"

"Let's set a small goal first: scatter the ashes of the Myriad Souls Sect to fertilize our blood crystal mine!"

"To grow bigger and stronger! To create new glories!"

The hundreds of people below were stunned.

Resource integration?

Cost reduction and efficiency improvement?

What profound and supreme Dao is this!

As expected of the founder! Even his way of speaking is so profound and unfathomable!

"Let's grow bigger and stronger! Let's create new glories!" The middle-aged man led the way, raising his arms and shouting.

"To grow bigger and stronger! To create new glories!"

Hundreds of people shouted in unison, and the sound shook several pieces of rubble off the top of the sinkhole.

Luo Xue stood to the side, covering her face with her hands.

What a load of nonsense!

This guy talks nonsense, and these people actually believe him!

Lin Mo gestured for everyone to be quiet.

"Shouting slogans isn't enough; we have to get things done."

"Right now, let's focus on infrastructure."

Lin Mo flipped his hand and took out the Prison Suppressing Asura Soldier Talisman.

Chaotic true essence was poured in.

A rift in the void tore open.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Five thousand Asuras of the Prison Suppressing Army marched out of the crack in orderly steps.

The black armor stood tall and menacing, exuding a chilling aura.

The once-enthusiastic former subordinates were instantly terrified and took three steps back.

What kind of monster is this!

"Don't panic, this is our Blood Demon Sect's newly formed security team."

Lin Mo snapped his fingers.

The ten Asura leaders knelt on one knee.

"Clean this place up, set up some simple shelters, and get some hot water so everyone can wash up and rest."

The red light in the commanders' eyes flickered.

He turned around, carrying his scythe.

Five thousand killing gods instantly transformed into infrastructure construction maniacs.

Some dragged away the severed limbs and broken arms from the ground.

Some went to the nearby ruins to move huge stone pillars.

Some people split rocks with their bare hands to build simple stone houses.

Their movements were perfectly synchronized, and their efficiency was ridiculously high.

You Ruo leaned closer, her eyes shining.

"Grandmaster! This security team is so cool! I'm going to supervise them!"

Without waiting for Lin Mo's reply, You Ruo dashed into the pile of Asuras.

"Hey! Lay the stone flat!"

"Yes, yes, dig another puddle here!"

A powerful being at the peak of the Integration Stage transformed into a construction foreman, working with great enthusiasm.

Lin Mo nodded in satisfaction.

Being the boss of a big company feels great.

A very slight tug came from the hem of her clothes.

Lin Mo turned his head.

Luo Xue lowered her head, her fingers pinching the hem of his clothes and tugging at it twice.

"What's wrong, my Empress?"

Lin Mo leaned closer and teased in a low voice.

Luo Xue released her hand as if she had been electrocuted, and two blushes appeared on her cheeks.

"Who, who is your Empress?"

She pointed to the shrunken, dried-up fat man on the ground.

The fat man's eyes bulged out, and air was gurgling from his throat.

He could die at any moment.

"This fat man is about to die. Once he dies, the mother talisman will shatter, and the Soul-Devouring Curse around everyone's necks will still activate, and then we'll all die."

Lin Mo raised an eyebrow.

"You're the Empress of the Nine Netherworlds, and you can't even break a simple curse?"

Luo Xue gritted her teeth.

"The Soul Devouring Curse is a unique secret technique of the Myriad Souls Sect!"

Unless the person casting the curse actively dispels it with their own vital energy, forcibly breaking the curse with external force will only cause the cursed person's soul to be scattered!

"This fat man is unconscious now, what do we do?"

Lin Mo stroked his chin.

"The one who cast the curse? Then just wake him up."

Luo Xue was speechless with anger.

"You've drained him of all his essence and blood; he's barely clinging to life. Even a god couldn't wake him!"

Lin Mo's lips curled into a wicked smile.

"Even a god can't wake me up, but I'll give it a try."

"Try it? How?"

Lin Mo didn't reply, and walked straight up to the fat man.

Squat down.

He opened his right hand and pressed it against the fat man's withered skull.

Luo Xue stared intently at Lin Mo's movements.

What exactly is this guy trying to do?

Lin Mo closed his eyes.

The Blood Heaven Demon Art was activated.

But this time it's not inhalation.

It's a reversal.

Dark golden chaotic true essence surged through the meridians, instantly transforming into pure scarlet blood and qi.

He poured the liquid into the fat man's body little by little, following the direction of his palm.

Luo Xue's beautiful eyes widened instantly.

Reversing Qi and Blood Circulation?!

How is that possible!

The core essence of the "Blood Source God" that her master taught her back then was plunder.

Forcibly extracting someone else's vital energy and transforming it for one's own use.

This technique is extremely domineering; it's easy to inhale, but impossible to exhale!

Forcibly reversing the cultivation method will only lead to the rupture of one's meridians and demonic possession.

But now.

Lin Mo not only reversed his cultivation technique, but also maintained a steady breathing without any discomfort.

Those scarlet blood energies were so pure that they were without a trace of impurity.

It's even purer than the Blood Origin True Qi she cultivated during her prime!

Luo Xue's mind was buzzing.

At first, when she saw Lin Mo drain the fat man dry, she thought Lin Mo had used a technique similar to the Blood Origin Divine Art.

But now it seems...

The cultivation technique Lin Mo used was far more profound and sophisticated than the Blood Origin Divine Technique!

Is it...

Is he really the reincarnation of the patriarch?!

Aside from the founder of the Blood Demon Sect, who else could possess such a supreme demonic art that surpasses the Blood Origin Divine Technique?

Luo Xue looked at Lin Mo's profile, and her heart began to beat faster involuntarily.

As blood and qi are continuously infused.

A miracle happened.

The fat man's withered, lifeless body was surprisingly as bouncy as an inflated ball.

It swelled up little by little.

The sunken cheekbones are growing back flesh.

The protruding eyeballs also shrank back.

Her originally pale skin even had a hint of rosy color.

It restored about one-tenth of its vital energy.

Lin Mo withdrew his hand.

If we give him a little more, this fat guy will have the energy to cause trouble again.

One-tenth of the way, just enough for him to catch his breath and get back to work.

"Well……"

The fat man let out a muffled groan.

Her eyelids twitched twice, then slowly opened.

"Ugh... I'm so thirsty..."

The fat man mumbled in a daze.

"Get me some water..."

He braced himself against the ground, trying to sit up.

The focus gradually became clear.

First, I saw a pair of black boots.

Look up along the boots.

Lin Mo was looking down at him from his high position.

The fat man was stunned.

Memories flooded my mind like a tidal wave.

He remembered!

Suddenly, this Qi Refining stage kid rushed out and slapped him on the head.

Then all the blood in his body was drained away as if it were boiling!

The pain of having one's soul torn apart is more terrifying than descending to the eighteenth level of hell!

The fat man suddenly turned his head.

Look around.

Minced meat was scattered all over the ground.

Thousands of elite guards from the Myriad Souls Sect were all killed, leaving not even a complete corpse.

Meanwhile, those black-armored monsters were wielding battle swords, shoveling up blood and flesh from the ground.

The fat man's entire body trembled violently.

thump!

Without hesitation, he turned over and knelt down.

She clung tightly to Lin Mo's right leg with both hands and pressed her face against Lin Mo's boot.

"Forgive me, ancestors! Spare me, sir!"