Jared was waiting outside of the warship, probably to avoid being suspected of eavesdropping and the like.

Seeing Qianye walk out, Jared asked in surprise, “You’re out so quickly?”

“Three minutes.”

“Indeed only three minutes…” Jared didn’t know what to say.

“That’s enough, I’ll come again after a while.”

“Wait.” Jared called Qianye back and said in a hushed voice, “Did you notice any change in Master’s condition?”

Qianye nodded.

At this point, Nighteye seemed to be asleep. Her bodily functions had been frozen, but she remained conscious of mind. The environment in the hall was also fairly peculiar—it was somewhat similar to an ancient blood pond but clearly was not.

“I think the Master is trying to comprehend anew the utilization of the power of blood. Additionally, her current physical body has become a bottleneck, something that needs to be modified.”

Qianye couldn’t help but feel impressed by Jared’s knowledge. He himself could only make a vague guess even after obtaining the inheritance of the River of Blood. Jared, on the other hand,...