Blood Lotus Novels & Stories

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.

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.

The calmness in my eyes unsettled him. An inexplicable restlessness crept into his heart. "Dante, look at this!" Livia shoved her phone in front of his face, her voice dripping with exaggerated envy. "Lorenzo Orsini, the heir of the Orsini family, offered over a hundred billion dollars in wedding gifts for an arranged marriage! What a spectacle." Dante looked away irritably. "Just another publicity stunt from that Lorenzo guy. Nothing worth reading about." He was no stranger to Lorenzo.

"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

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….

“Lotus, appear to me. Please. I need you.” “Are you done throwing tantrums?". Lotus asked in my mind and I gave a bitter laugh. I blocked her before from appearing or speaking through me because I told her that I needed space from everything and she was disappointed in me, though she also understood as well. “I am sorry. Don't take it to heart". I said telepathically to her. “I’m always here for you,” she said softly, “you shouldn’t have used your blood.” “Lotus,” I cried, “why isn’t it working? My blood should heal him. It always heals poison!”

“It’s specifically for me?” “Yes!” “Cut the crap and immediately refine this Blue Demonic Lotus starting from now,” Shelly said. “It can increase the holy energy in your body by a great amount, as well as stimulate the Lightning Tribulation of the three thousand golden cores in your body. You can only escape the fate of being refined by relying on the Lightning Tribulation. Consume it at once!” Without hesitation, Alex picked up the Blue Demonic Lotus and consumed it. “Uh—” Ancestor Bodhi’s eyes were about to pop out of his head. “You actually asked him to swallow it? He won’t explode, won’t he? This is the twin lotus of the Blue Genesis Lotus! I can feel my heart in my mouth.”