Chapter 2015
“But if youck one drop of Soul Blood, you''re no longer perfect in the eyes of the people. You wouldn''t
be regarded as a Holy Maiden anymore,” Yazmin uttered.
Little did Yazmin know, Erwen felt rather relieved. “Holy Maiden? To be frank, I''m no longer interested
in that. I just want to be a normal girl living a normal life.”
As she was saying that, she couldn''t help but spare Zeke a nce. Being Holy Maiden, I would never
be able to get married. In that case, how could I ever marry Zeke?
When that thought entered her mind, she was shocked at herself. Da*n it! I''m Holy Maiden of the White
Muraco n! How could I have such thoughts? I''m betraying the White Muraco n with such
sphemous thoughts!
She then shook her head vigorously to expel those thoughts of hers. However, they had now upied
her mind and were impossible to erase. I hope neither Zeke nor Yazmin noticed that.
“Don''t worry. I have a way to help you re-cultivate your Soul Blood,” Zeke assured. “With that, you can
have your Soul Blood back within half a month.”
Yazmin and Erwen were amused by his words.
“Zeke, do you have the slightest idea about what Soul Blood is? We need to cultivate them since we
were young! In other words, it took us more than twenty years to get where we are today!” Yazmin
mocked. “Do you think it''s possible for us to do it in merely half a month? Well, unless you know about
the Soul Blood Form of the White Muraco n.”
Zeke nodded with affirmation. “That''s right. That''s what I want to give both of you, the Soul Blood
Form.”
“How is that possible?” Both thedies could not believe it.
“The Soul Blood Form is the White Muraco n''s forbidden secret. Only the n leaders have it.
Even Holy Maiden has no right to ask about it! How could a foreigner like you know about the Soul
Blood Form? You''re trying to fool us, right?”
“Well, you wouldn''t know until you try it for yourselves,” Zeke answered. “Bring me a pen and a piece of
paper.”
Yazmin and Erwen stared at each other confusingly for a moment upon hearing that. In the end,
Yazmin brought what was required by Zeke.
Zeke started writing on the paper. Not long after, he wrote down the Soul Blood Form on it.
Thedies took the paper and read it impatiently.
After a thorough read, they both ridiculed Zeke. “The ingredients you wrote here are all the ordinary
herbs which could be found all over Muraco. Are you saying that you could help us cultivate just by
mixing these herbs together? Are you expecting us to believe you? You must take us for fools!”
“Go fetch me those herbs. Stop wasting time.” Zeke''s tone was authoritative.
Zeke''s straight face got thedies wondering if he was serious about knowing the Soul Blood Form.
Regardless, Yazmin decided to go along with it and went out to get the required herbs.
The dried herbs sold everywhere in Muraco wouldn''t work because Zeke needed fresh ones for the
form. Hence, Yazmin had to go to the White Muraco n''s herb ntation to gather the ingredients.
The herb ntation was a restricted area. Theoretically speaking, only the n leader and Holy Maiden
were allowed inside.
Fortunately for Yazmin, she was in charge of the herb ntation. Hence, she could enter as well.
After an hour, she returned and ced all the herbs beside Zeke. “We have a pot to brew it. I''ll go
ahead with it.”
Zeke waved his hands in dismissal. “The Soul Blood Form might look simple, but there''s a trick to
brewing it. Not only is the intensity of fire crucial, but the ratio of the herbs needed is very important as
well. I think it''s better if I brew it myself.”
With that, Zeke started brewing the Soul Blood Form.
After an hour ofplicated brewing, the Soul Blood Form was close topletion.
Erwen took a sniff of it, and she was thrilled.
Yazmin was confused when she saw her reaction. “What is it, Erwen?”
“I''ve taken the Soul Blood Form before when the n leader made it for mest time around. Funny
enough, it smelled exactly like the one Zeke is brewing!” Erwen eximed. “It seems like he was telling
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