"Seven gourd kids! What a pity, I am not their grandfather!"
Xu Mu walked up to the gourd vine, extended his fingers, squeezed out a drop or two of rich red blood, which kept falling onto the roots of the vine.
Gulping and gulping!
The gourd vine seemed to come to life, continuously absorbing Xu Mu's blood; Then it transported the blood to the seven gourds.
The seven gourds changed from their original dullness, started giving off tiny rays of light, appearing mystical and extraordinary.
Xu Mu dripped hundreds of drops.of blood, until the biggest and closest red gourd to the root fell off from the vine.
Xu Mu, who was prepared, caught it with one hand, looked closely, and a glint of surprise appeared in his eyes.
"Hope you don't disappoint me!"
Xu Mu returned to his practice room with the red gourd.
First, he took a pill, closed his eyes to recover his depleted vitality. Then, he opened his eyes to scrutinize the red gourd in his hand.
