Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Qin Ming had absorbed a lot of black stones, more than a thousand of the ninth-grade black stones, and the eighth-grade black stones were innumerable. If all of them were in blood, the energy contained in ordinary blood should be at least equal to the eighth-grade blackstone.

"It's not." Qin Ming shook his head and didn't explain much. He didn't want people to know that there was a space in his mind.

It's not that he wants to hide from Jin Zhizhi, but to everyone. He feels that this space will be of great use to him, and it is very likely related to his breakthrough to the Supreme.

Telling one person is equivalent to telling everyone. Warriors are very taboo to reveal their cards to others.

Jin Zhizhi didn't ask any further. She searched in the space ring and found a jade box: "Just use this to hold it."

The material of this jade box is special, and it can even hold burning flames directly. Qin Ming's ordinary blood will never be a problem.

Qin Ming dripped blood into the jade box, and sure enough, the jade box would not be burned.

Since it won't be burnt down and the space inside the jade box is very large, Qin Ming also bleeds some more blood in the jade box, so that the Jinxuan macaque clan can study in a mood.

A little blood is nothing to him, he often fights and bleeds a lot.

"Enough, enough." Jin Zhizhi hurriedly stopped Qin Ming's blood flowing into the jade box.

Qin Ming nodded, but didn't stop the movement in his hand. When the jade box was completely filled, he stopped the bleeding for himself.

Looking at the box full of blood, Jin Zhizhi felt distressed: "Qin Ming, just study your blood, you don't need so much."

"It's fine, just do more." Qin Ming smiled and shook his head, "I've been injured far more than just a little blood in a battle. I'm used to getting hurt, and it doesn't matter to me."

"My blood should be preserved for a long time. Even if there is no result in the research now, I can wait until later to continue the research."

"Besides, my blood can be used as black stone, and it can be regarded as storing a little black stone for the Jinxuan macaque clan. When my martial arts realm breaks through to the supreme world, I will definitely leave a lot of blood for the Jinxuan macaque clan."

If the blood essence was not too precious, even a drop of it would cause harm to him, and he would give the Jinxuan macaque clan a drop of his own blood essence as a way of repaying the Jinxuan macaque clan's favor.

He owes the Jinxuan Macaque a lot of favors, and he can pay it back a little.

"Well." Jin Zhizhi nodded heavily, she looked at Qin Ming's wound with distress, if possible, he was injured for Qin Ming.

Qin Ming felt that this blood was nothing, and listening to his tone, bleeding was commonplace.

She rarely bleeds, and occasionally bleeds because she's not careful.

He has never fought anyone and was injured and bleeds. This may be the reason why his martial arts strength is far from Qin Ming's.

A warrior is to baptize himself in battle, in life and death.

She is not a real martial artist, just because she has a good bloodline.

Although she knew that this blood was nothing to Qin Ming, she still felt distressed. If she could, she wanted to return the blood to Qin Ming, but how could the blood that flowed out could be recovered.

"Okay." Qin Ming patted Jin Zhizhi on the back of his hand, telling her not to feel sorry for herself and put the box away.

He could already feel the high temperature of his blood, because the surrounding plants seemed to be affected by the blood, slowly withering and turning yellow.