Blood Lotus Novels & Stories

she yelled. Then, she raised her hand, and a ball of blood-colored light condensed in front of her to form a Blood Lotus. The air seemed to fill with a bloody odor almost instantly. The Pure Blood Lotus was Goliry's secret technique. In the next second, she waved her hand, and the Blood Lotus suddenly increased in size. Then, she launched it at the disciples. "Argh!" Many disciples were not quick enough to avoid the attack. The Blood Lotus engulfed them, and they screamed in pain when that happened. Suddenly, nearly half of the disciples had dropped dead in pools of

In turn, the Water and Fire Emerald Lotus was nourished by that pure spirit, becoming more vibrant and robust. One lotus seedpod after another was forming. Earlier, Lisa had looked down on that pitch-black lotus seed. Now, however, even though she still did not fully understand the grade or rarity of the Dark and Light Emerald Lotus or the Water and Fire Emerald Lotus, just looking at the current scene gave her a clear idea of how extraordinary it was. Without saying another word, she silently cut her fingertip, took out a glass bottle, and collected her own blood essence before handing it over to Willow.

Taken aback, June asked, “Are you saying that the lotus on Sasha’s black is the extraordinary variety, rumored to grow in the depths of the abyss?” Nine Phantom Lotus only existed in ancient text. Back in ancient times, the most powerful individuals would risk their lives to seek Nine Phantom Lotus out.

Not after everything. Just as he was about to give chase, Lorenzo’s voice crackled through his earpiece. "Dino! It’s Isabella—she’s not breathing!" Racing Against Time Dino’s blood ran cold. His mother. He turned and sprinted back through the halls, ignoring the burning ache in his legs. The mansion walls blurred past him as adrenaline pushed him forward. His heart pounded with every step, his breath sharp and ragged. When he reached the main chamber, the scene before him made his stomach twist. Isabella was rolling on the marble floor, while her usual vibrant features were pale and slack. Blood soaked through the fabric of her dress, pooling beneath her in dark crimson streaks.

The window looked out over the Academy's eastern gardens, where students still wandered in the twilight, where the closing ball's decorations still hung like memories of celebration. And on the pilow, positioned with deliberate care at the exact center where morning light would strike first, lay a single white lotus. Its petals were pristine, perfect, the white of fresh snow. Except for the edges. The edges were stained crimson, as if dipped in blood and left to dry. The stain was recent - Lumira could smell it, that metallic tang that had drawn her back to this room. Not paint. Not dye. Blood, or something chemically indistinguishable from it.

"Gideon, wormwood, I'm hearing it calling to me. It needs blood donors, hunger and greed, I smell death…” Lotus let go of Gideon's body, she began to cover her ears to not hear the scary sounds anymore. However, the more she tried to cover her ears, the more the sound echoed in her head, she screamed in pain. Gideon saw the person he loved in pain, he worriedly hugged her in his arms, patted her head and reassured her. Although he did not do these things to help Lotus get better, but a part of this weak girl will also be comforted. Lotus since childhood had to be imprisoned by the whole family; Every month she has to donate her blood to the wormwood tree so that she can help the White family

Chloe patted the snakes’ head. She sat by the cave and looked down at the snake closest to her. She felt troubled as she mumbled, “How will I get a breakthrough on Uncle Anthony’s illness? “If I need to treat him, I’ll need the Lotus Palm. However, the Lotus Palm contains HOR. This might trigger him and cause more severe side effects. “Mi, what other medications can replace Lotus Palm?” The snake named Mi merely licked her arm and stared at her intently.

Jared finally had one of the ladies bring out the snow Lotus. "The next item is a Snow Lotus over five hundred and twenty years old. This is one of the star attractions of this auction. The starting bid will be four million dollars! The increments are to be no less than seven hundred thousand!" Jared said. Looking at the Snow Lotus that still looked as white as snow even after being dried on the stage, Leon was immediately interested. As opposed to that, the young men stared to lose interest. After all, medical ingredients could not be used by them. It was pointless for them to have it. At the most, they would just store or keep it.

Its strength was already proving to be rather fearsome even as he had barely achieved anything in refining the two spiritual fires within his energy center. Over time, Severin witnessed the birth of a golden-green lotus within his energy center. His body, akin to a mediocre-quality spiritual treasure, was tempered by the green lotus. The result was a surge of power and blood within him that resembled flowing mercury and coursed through him like a thunderbolt.

LOTUS The lotus flower is a survivor; it emerges from the murky waters to seek the warmth and nutrition of light. My name is Lotus Wettin, just like the lotus flower. emerged from the murky waters, I'm a survivor but I'm confident I haven't found the warmth and sustenance of light that I require to be happy. This is the story of my life….