He obtained the Basic Lightning Technique a while ago, but apart from providing an element, it wasnāt much use.
The reason was that it was too weak.
With his current level, his opponents could ignore this skill.
Since he was going to sacrifice something, the outcome would be the skill existing in another form; then, it was best to choose a skill that he could afford to lose.
But when he took out the Sandman and activated it the way Shiekha Saaed told him to, it told him that he couldnāt use it.
It wasnāt that he couldnāt use it but because he didnāt have enough support bloodline crystals!
The basic Hell Envoy bloodline needed two support crystals to merge.
Ye Zhongming had a headache, but he was quite happy about it.
This meant that his bloodline was good.
When he found Shiekha Saaed to ask for another crystal, the fellow who was about to sleep and had changed into an expensive robe nearly spat the wine he had drank.
āOne more? Why?ā Sheikha Saaed was shocked because Ye Zhongming didnāt look like someone who would go against his word.
Ye Zhongming relaxed. He was sure that Sheikha Saaed had another piece. If not, his first sentence wouldnāt be to ask why but to say that he didnāt.
āI need it.ā
His reply was simple but firm.
This caused Sheikha Saaed to relax. He touched his chin and felt his hands brush across the thick beard.
He smiled. Ye Zhongming handed Sheikha Saaed a bottle similar to the bottle he had given him previously, which contained the Star Sand.
Sheikha Saaedās eyes lit up. In it was the black fertile soil.
āDonāt bargain; that thing isnāt as valuable as fertile soil. Even if I have the Earth Elf, it isnāt a reason for you to increase the price.ā
Ye Zhongming looked at Sheikha Saaed and knew what he was thinking, so he closed his mouth.
Moreover, he was telling the truth. The Sandman was good but wasnāt on the same level as the country product.
This was similar to a rich person being extorted by their relatives.
Sheikha Saaed kept silent before saying, āA five-star potion. I donāt have any more, but my subordinate has. I need to give him something. You know that this isnāt expensive. If not for him needing it, things might even be tougher.ā
āReasonable.ā Ye Zhongming nodded and took out 100 five-star crystals. He didnāt have a potion, but this was enough. If that person was lucky, he might even get two bottles.
Sheikha Saaed took them and then went to find his subordinate with the crystal.
Things went smoothly, and ten minutes later, a new crystal was handed to Ye Zhongming.
āGood luck!ā Sheikha Saaed shouted. When he turned around, his eyes were filled with shock.
What bloodline needed two support crystals? That was unbelievable.
Sheikha Saaed returned to his room. He sat speechless on his luxurious bed.
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Ye Zhongming didnāt care about what Sheikha Saaed thought. He cared more about the changes in his bloodline.
But right away, he faced a new problem.
He had to sacrifice two skills.
He scratched his head. He sacrificed the Lightning Technique because it wasnāt useful to him, so he didnāt care.
Ye Zhongming had many equipment, jobs, and crystals but not many skills. He was reluctant to use his other skills besides the Basic Lightning Technique.
But not merge?
He gave up on that thought.
Which one?
He weighed everything and chose the Summoning Technique.
Although it was already intermediate grade, and he didnāt know what would happen after sacrificing it, this was the only one. He couldnāt sacrifice the Elimination Technique.
After making his choice, he didnāt hesitate and started to merge.
Two Sandman crystals cracked. The energy inside entered Ye Zhongmingās body. He entered bloodline state and turned dark and empty. An indescribable aura appeared on his body.
Black patterns appeared on his body and face, symbolizing Hell Envoy. As he merged with the Sandman bloodline, some yellow patterns appeared. They started to merge with the black patterns, turning the marks greyish brown.
The color was weird but not ugly. It made him look a little more devilish.
As he sat on the bed, the ground and the bed started to shatter. The wooden shrapnel started to float. The ground turned pitch black, and then sand specks appeared.
Those pieces of sand didnāt spend much time in the darkness. They started to condense into shape. A human-shaped beast nearly the height of a human formed. It had two horns and black eyes. Even if its body was made of sand, it couldnāt hide the strong aura.
Lightning rose from the ground, wrapped around the monster, and then condensed on its horns.
Ye Zhongmingās eyes were still closed, and he couldnāt see all this. The monster turned around like it was sizing up the environment. It raised its head and looked above.
The monster raised a hand, and sand surged towards the top, hitting the metal roof. There was an explosion, and in the next moment, the sand smashed a hole into the thick metal roof.
It wasnāt over. The lightning on its horns exploded when the beast placed his hand down. A breath later, a giant lightning surged at the hole in the roof.