The evil woman cultivates immortality, and the whole clan offers sacrifice to the heaven

One percent, two percent, thirty percent...

Meng Wan's face quickly turned pale, the blood vessels under her skin were clearly visible, and she looked like a shriveled skeleton.

40%, 50%, 60%...

Blood was being drawn out frantically, and Meng Wan's body became increasingly shriveled, with her skin clinging to her bones, like a skeleton covered in skin and bones.

Meng Wan finally stopped only after 90% of the blood had been drawn.

She slowly raised her head and looked at the waiter, "Is my contribution... enough?"

Jin Yu was completely stunned. He stared at Meng Wan blankly, as if he was looking at a monster.

The waiter was also stunned and almost dropped the bottle in his hand.

"Enough...enough."

the waiter stammered, his voice trembling.

Meng Wan nodded, handed the bottle to the waiter, and then slowly stood up.

"Let's go, Senior Brother Jinyu, it's time to go pay respects to the Grandmother."

Jin Yu came back to his senses and nodded quickly, with unconscious awe in his tone.

"Okay...Okay, let's go in now."

The two of them walked into the palace one after the other. Jin Yu's gaze was always on Meng Wan, with a complicated look in his eyes.

This woman is so cruel to herself!

Her madness made him feel an unprecedented sense of oppression and a hint of fear.

Meng Wan, whose body was only skin and bones and whose cultivation had fallen to the initial stage of transformation, was still walking calmly in front.

It was as if everything that had just happened was just a trivial matter.

The two stepped into the hall.

In the center of the hall, a gorgeous woman in a black robe was facing away from them, emitting a frightening aura of oppression.

"Grandma, Junior Sister Meng and I are here to see you."

Jin Yu bowed respectfully, his tone full of awe.

The gorgeous woman turned around slowly, her eyes cold and sharp.

When he saw Meng Wan, he suddenly smiled and said in a friendly voice, "Meng Wan, you are finally back."

Meng Wan supported her skeleton and saluted with difficulty, "Disciple Meng Wan, I pay my respects to the Grandmaster."

The Grandmother's eyes swept over her, and the smile on her face deepened. "I heard that you donated 90% of your cultivation and blood to me? That's really thoughtful."

Meng Wan lowered her head and blamed herself.

"I am an unfilial disciple. Master, your great cause has not yet been accomplished, and I cannot be by your side to do things for you. I can only offer you some insignificant things to show my gratitude."

Upon hearing this, Grandmother Ancestor's eyes flashed with admiration, "Oh? Then why did you offer 90% of your cultivation and blood, but not your soul power?"

Meng Wan raised her head, with more guilt in her eyes, "I dare not offer my soul power, because I am afraid that if I lose my soul power, I will lose the memory related to my ancestor's grandmother.

When the disciple was stranded in the Heavenly Demon Realm, his situation was extremely dangerous and he was able to save his life only thanks to the Grandmaster's past teachings.

These memories are more precious to me than anything else."

After hearing this, the look on Grandma's face became even more satisfied.

She waved her hand, and the two bottles that the waiter had just held appeared in front of her out of thin air.

She gently pushed the bottle containing Meng Wan's cultivation and blood, and the bottle flew in front of Meng Wan.

"I am very pleased that you have such filial piety."

There was some kindness in the Grandmother's voice, "However, if you lose your vitality, you won't be able to do anything for me. You should take these skills and blood back."

After saying that, she pointed at the bottle.

The bottle exploded with a "bang", and the cultivation and blood in the bottle quickly flowed into Meng Wan's body.

Her breath recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her shriveled body gradually became fuller.

In the blink of an eye, her cultivation level recovered to the initial stage of refining emptiness, and her complexion regained its rosy color, but her cultivation level was a little unstable.

Seeing that Meng Wan's cultivation was slightly impaired, Zushinai pointed at the other bottle.

With a "bang", the jar containing Jin Yu's 10% cultivation suddenly exploded, and the cultivation inside swept towards Meng Wan.

Jin Yu looked at this scene and the corners of his eyes twitched violently.

He watched helplessly as his one percent of cultivation was casually bestowed upon Meng Wan by the Grandmother.

Although he felt aggrieved, he did not dare to complain at all. He could only suppress his dissatisfaction and stand respectfully with his head bowed.

Not until Meng Wan's cultivation was completely restored did the Grandmother nod with satisfaction, her tone filled with a hint of doting.

"I have already felt your filial piety. From now on, you don't have to offer anything when you come to see me."

"Thank you for your kindness, Grandmother. I will do my best to help you."

Meng Wan hurriedly bowed, her expression full of gratitude and admiration for the Grandmother.

After the grandmother asked Meng Wan to stand up, she turned around and looked at Jin Yu.

"Jin Yu, do you have something to report this time?"

Jin Yu hurriedly stepped forward and replied respectfully, "Grandma, I have no important business here. I just came to escort Junior Sister Meng to see you."

Upon hearing this, Grandma Zu's eyes flashed with satisfaction, and she praised, "Well, you did a good job."

She paused, then casually asked a few questions about the war, and Jin Yu answered them one by one.

After listening to this, Grandma Zu waved her hand and said, "Okay, you can leave first."

Jin Yu didn't dare to say much. After bowing respectfully, he turned around and left the hall.

Before leaving, he couldn't help but glance at Meng Wan, a complicated look flashing in his eyes.

This Junior Sister Meng is indeed not simple... No, maybe I should call her Senior Sister Meng instead.

After Jin Yu left, the grandmother's gaze fell on Meng Wan again, and she exclaimed in amazement.

"Meng Wan, you are so lucky that you were able to survive the battle that year."

Meng Wan was thankful, "Thanks to the bloodthirsty demon body that Grandmother taught me, otherwise I would have died countless times."

The Grandmother smiled, with a hint of pride in her tone, "The bloodthirsty demon body is indeed extraordinary. It is your good fortune that you are able to survive."

She paused, and suddenly asked, "But since you have returned to the human world, why don't you return to the Wu family, but come to me instead?"

Meng Wan raised her head, her eyes full of dependence.

"Grandma, I have long regarded you as my only support. Although the Wu family is powerful, in my heart, Grandma is the only real relative.

This time, I came back to share your worries and help you accomplish your great cause."

"Okay, okay! I'm glad you have this intention."

Grandmother Grandma laughed and clapped her hands. "Speaking of the bloodthirsty demon body, I only taught you three moves back then, and there is still one move that I have not taught you. Do you want to learn it?"

When Meng Wan heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure.

She lowered her head and said hesitantly, "Grandma, I won't accept your reward without merit. When you were making great achievements, I was far away in the Heavenly Demon Territory. I feel embarrassed to learn your unique skills."

The Grandmother chuckled and said, "What unique skill? It's just a technique. I will give you this fourth technique as a reward for your filial piety."

She raised her hand and waved it. A dark demonic energy transformed into a jade slip and flew in front of Meng Wan.