Chapter 12: Combustible Blood

"It is my unconscious son we are talking about here, and you are not even concerned about his health and safety, but a stupid cultivation technique? Show some respect!"

The village chief retorted aggressively, but the grand elders simply relaxed for a bit, and allowed him to cool down before continuing the conversation.

"We've only had an Earth Grade Mortal Tier Cultivation technique in the history of our village, this would be the Sky Grade Mortal Tier technique we might ever come so close to having, so forgive our anxiousness and insensitivity." The man who spoke earlier reasoned apologetically.

"Yeah, it is just as Left had said, if we can get out hands on such a technique, it would definitely usher the potential of the village to another level."

"What I and Left are looking at here, is the potential opportunity to actually become the ruler of the entire black lands, and even spread our territory as far as the dark lands." The other grand elder spoke.