Chapter 78.2: First High School (37)

But the current Ruan Qing obviously couldn’t hold out until the space was cut again, as nobody knew when the next spatial division would occur. Therefore, he was the only one left who could summon the “deity”.

In reality, Mo Ran and Xiao Shiyi could also go to other spaces, but it’s unsafe to take Ruan Qing along because no one knew which space they would end up in, and they might accidentally encounter Su Zhuwei or Song Yu.

It would undoubtedly be more troublesome and dangerous in that case.

After going through all this, they finally realized that only Ruan Qing could perform the summoning.

Ruan Qing did not reveal the fact that after fulfilling his wish, the “deity” would devour his soul. Therefore, Mo Ran and Xiao Shiyi did not stop him anymore and allowed him to proceed with the summoning.

Ruan Qing was not afraid of having his soul devoured because he would wish to know the name of the “deity”, and as soon as he knew it, he would provide the answer to the system.

He would leave the instance the moment it was cleared.

Even if his answer was wrong, it didn’t matter because if his soul got devoured, there would be nothing left of him.

He didn’t fear becoming a true NPC trapped in the instance. He had never feared death.

Regardless of whether he passed the instance or got his soul devoured, both outcomes were what he desired.

The summoning formation needed to be drawn with blood. Mo Ran and Xiao Shiyi didn’t mind cutting their fingers and directly drawing with their fingers on the ground.

But when it’s Ruan Qing’s turn, they couldn’t let him cut his finger and draw directly on the ground, as it would be dirty and could easily lead to an infection. Moreover, it would waste a lot of blood.

Since this was the classroom of Class 1-1, no one knew the place better than Xiao Shiyi. He searched through the desks and found a lid of some unknown snack and a brush.

He first washed the ink off the brush with clean water and then handed it to Ruan Qing.

Mo Ran also found a clean small knife and handed it to Ruan Qing.

Understanding Xiao Shiyi’s intention, Ruan Qing cut the tip of his index finger with the small knife, and blood instantly flowed out, staining his fair and translucent fingertip like red plum blossoms blooming on a branch in the winter snow, looking very beautiful.

Ruan Qing saw the blood flowing and immediately dripped the blood into the snack lid. Perhaps due to his body temperature dropping, the blood circulation slowed down, and the cut wound didn’t bleed much. It couldn’t even cover the bottom of the lid before the wound started to redden and clot.

Ruan Qing clenched his lips tightly, his face showing a slight frown. He once again used the knife to cut the same wound on his finger.

This time, the cut was much deeper than before. The force used by Ruan Qing was so strong that it almost sliced through the entire fingertip, and a bit more force would have reached the bone.

Xiao Shiyi furrowed his brows, but he didn’t say anything.

Mo Ran, on the other hand, had a gloomy expression and angrily kicked the nearby table as if venting his frustration.

In reality, due to his body being too cold, Ruan Qing’s sensory abilities had significantly decreased, and even his sense of pain had dulled. But the second cut was deeper and more painful than the first.

Ruan Qing endured the pain, tightly pressing his pale pink lips together. His eyes turned red, and teardrops formed in the corners, moistening his long eyelashes. However, he stubbornly held back his tears, looking incredibly heart-wrenching.

Ruan Qing quickly dripped the blood into the lid.

Thankfully, this time it was finally enough.

Ruan Qing dipped the brush in the blood and started drawing on the ground. The formation was clear in his mind, so he didn’t need to refer to any blueprint. He swiftly completed the entire summoning formation in one go.

The blood was barely enough, but it would do.

After the final stroke, Ruan Qing let out a sigh of relief, put down the brush, and wiped the cold sweat off his forehead.

Mo Ran and Xiao Shiyi also felt relieved when they saw the summoning formation completed. Thankfully, he hadn’t made any mistakes; otherwise, he would have to draw more blood.

The summoning formation was ready, and now he just needed to infuse the blood into it.

Ruan Qing took the small knife and walked to the center of the formation. He made a deep cut at his wrist, severing the major artery. A large amount of blood instantly flowed out, staining Ruan Qing’s fair and jade-like wrist red. He let his hand hang, allowing the blood to drip onto the ground.

The blood flowed along his distinct finger joints, resembling red rose petals entwined around his fingers, exuding a strange and eerie beauty.

Mo Ran and Xiao Shiyi both frowned deeply when Ruan Qing cut his major artery. They couldn’t help but feel that the cut was too harsh. They hadn’t confirmed whether the summoning formation would absorb the blood. He could have tried dripping a little at first and, if it worked, then cut deeper later.

However, as Ruan Qing’s blood dripped onto the ground, it merged seamlessly with the summoning formation. The formation instantly emitted a white light, faintly illuminating the somewhat dim classroom.

Ruan Qing’s blood continued to slide down his hand, and the blood on the ground began to flow into the traced lines of the summoning formation. The blood seemed to have a life of its own, gradually passing through every line of the summoning formation.

As the blood flowed, the light emitted by the formation became even more dazzling, almost blinding, making people feel uncomfortable.

Clearly, the summoner’s blood needed to fill the entire summoning formation for it to be completed. However, the formation was extremely complex, and even if Ruan Qing drew it as small as possible, it still required a considerable amount of blood.

Ruan Qing glanced at his hand and then at the unfinished part of the summoning formation. All the way to this point, he had no other choice but to let his blood keep flowing.

Xiao Shiyi stopped Mo Ran from rushing forward. When Mo Ran still seemed like he wanted to charge, Xiao Shiyi coldly reminded him, “Don’t forget how Song Yan died.”

Whether it was a sealing formation or a summoning formation, once activated, nobody knew what the consequences would be if it got interrupted, but it definitely wouldn’t be a good outcome.

Mo Ran froze at the reminder. His expression twisted, and a surge of hostility emanated from him. He wanted to kick the nearby table, but hesitated and held back.

Having lost a large amount of blood, Ruan Qing’s vision became blurry, and his pupils dilated. His brain started to respond slowly, and he broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead. The sweat gathered and trickled down his exquisite cheeks, wetting his scattered hair. His delicate face turned pale, and at this moment, he looked like a porcelain doll that would shatter if touched.

By the time the blood had filled the entire formation, Ruan Qing’s face had turned ashen, and he was on the verge of passing out.

Ruan Qing persevered, watching the blood fill the final stroke of the summoning formation. As the blood covered the entire formation, his vision blurred, and he couldn’t control his backward movement. He stumbled and sat in the center of the summoning formation.

Mo Ran and Xiao Shiyi tried to rush over to help him up, but as soon as they touched the edge of the summoning formation, they were immediately repelled. They realized that after the blood had filled the formation; it became more active, forming a closed loop within the formation and flowing rapidly, giving it a chilling and eerie appearance.

A strong sense of foreboding rose within them, sending shivers down their spines.

Mo Ran and Xiao Shiyi couldn’t enter the summoning formation, so they could only anxiously stand outside.

Xiao Shiyi asked with concern, “Brother Su, are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” Ruan Qing weakly replied, mustering a bit of strength to speak, but his voice sounded feeble.

Ruan Qing was relieved that he had drawn a relatively small formation; otherwise, even his blood might not have been enough.

But losing so much blood still made Ruan Qing feel terrible. His head was heavy, and even a slight movement caused his vision to blur.

Fortunately, the summoning formation was completed now. All that was left was to pray and wait.

Waiting for a response from the “deity” was a crucial step.

He hoped that nothing unexpected would happen.

Ruan Qing silently prayed in his heart, praying for a response from the “deity”.

He also prayed... that neither Su Zhiwei nor Song Yu would show up at this moment.

However, sometimes, the more one feared something, the more likely it was to happen.

Just as Ruan Qing had reassured them that he was fine, the space in the classroom instantly distorted.

This was... the beginning of spatial division.

Mo Ran and Xiao Shiyi immediately stood before the summoning formation, looking around warily.

A chilling and oppressive aura swept through the space, and the next second, the classroom was filled with numerous unexpected guests... and many ghosts.

Song Yu had arrived, and so did Song Yan. Even Su Zhuwei, who had been missing for a long time, was there, along with a group of peculiar individuals.

It was apparent that Song Yan and Su Zhuwei were chasing after Song Yu, and they happened to end up in the same place as Ruan Qing.

Mo Ran and Xiao Shiyi tensed up, their gaze fixed on the several intruders in the classroom.

When Song Yu saw Su Zhuwei chasing after him, he was about to leave immediately. However, he noticed Ruan Qing lying on the ground and froze.

Su Zhuwei also noticed Ruan Qing lying on the ground.

All of them looked over.

Song Yu, Su Zhuwei, and even Song Yan, felt a sense of familiarity with the formation around the teenager, but they couldn’t immediately recognize the formation.

After all, Ruan Qing had partially covered it, making it difficult to see the complete picture. Moreover, the Song family had long stopped studying summoning formations.

Although Ruan Qing collapsed on the summoning formation, the flow of the blood pattern did not interrupt when he fell on it, as if it was flowing in a different space.

Before the intruders could figure out the situation, the flow of blood became faster and faster. In the end, all they could see was a series of red lights, which even seemed to be spreading.

The summoning formation... had truly been activated.

Su Zhiwei’s eyes widened, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.

He directly flashed into the center of the formation, attempting to pull Ruan Qing out.

However, it was already too late. The formation directly repelled him.

The next second, the summoning formation expanded instantly, almost covering the entire First High School. The red light emitted by the formation began to turn into an ink-like hue, blending into the dim world.

Emitting a sinister aura.

Suddenly, the summoning formation emanated a powerful energy, causing a strange wind to sweep through the entire First High School, carrying a terrifying pressure.

Then, the entire sky darkened, and it was instantly covered with dark clouds. Something seemed to be churning within the clouds, emitting a terrifying aura.

As if something was about to descend.

 

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