Chapter 93: Blood God Saint, Feng Xieyun

Outside Pianguan City, on Yan Hui Mountain.

Inside a mountain cave, over twenty dried corpses drained of blood were scattered across the ground.

A young man in his twenties sat cross-legged in the center of the corpses, surrounded by a dense blood mist.

The young man wore a blood-red robe, had natural silver hair, and a handsome yet eerie appearance. A slightly curved red mark, resembling a vertical eye, sat between his brows.

This person was none other than Feng Xieyun, one of the Saints of the Blood God Cult.

At this moment, a white-haired old man, also dressed in a blood-red robe, walked over. Blood-red True Qi condensed in his hand, forming a massive blood sphere filled with churning blood at its center.

The old man delivered the blood sphere to Feng Xieyun, and it was immediately absorbed by the blood mist surrounding him.

A moment later, Feng Xieyun opened his eyes. The old man hurriedly said, “Young Lord, the last Martial Artist’s Qi and blood have been drained. If that girl from the Lin Family doesn’t send more people soon, your injuries will be delayed.”

Feng Xieyun shook his head. “It’s fine. I’m nearly ninety percent recovered. That Ningzhen Realm Martial Artist from the Town Martial Hall had average strength and didn’t injure me too much.

It’s just that using the Heavenly Eye Blood Pupil consumes too much, so I need a large amount of Qi and blood to repair the damage.”

The old man hesitated and said, “Young Lord, the original version of the ‘Blood Scripture’ is also a secret manual of our Blood God Cult. Although its power is formidable, it slows down cultivation speed too much.

You still have to compete with the other Saints for the position of successor. If someone else steps into the Ningzhen Realm first while you are stuck in the Lunhai Realm because of practicing the original ‘Blood Scripture’—

At that time, no matter how strong the secret arts in the original ‘Blood Scripture’ are, you might not be able to defeat them.”

Feng Xieyun tapped the red mark on his brow and said deeply, “Uncle Kou, don’t worry. I know what’s important. I’ve only dabbled in the original ‘Blood Scripture’ and only cultivated this Heavenly Eye Blood Pupil.

However, the more I Cultivate, the more I feel like our Blood God Cult has strayed from the path.

Initially, our Blood God Cult was able to sweep through the Jianghu because we modified the ‘Blood Scripture,’ allowing us to rapidly increase our cultivation by plundering others’ Qi and blood.

But the result of this was the creation of many useless people with unstable Foundations.

Now, our Blood God Cult has learned from past lessons and places more emphasis on the Foundation.

Even when plundering Qi and blood, we only take the purest portion and would rather discard the other impure Qi and blood.

But I still feel it’s not enough. The original ‘Blood Scripture’ constantly tempers and refines one’s own Qi and blood, achieving ultimate sublimation and developing the potential of Qi and blood. That’s why such a powerful secret art like the Heavenly Eye Blood Pupil can be used.

So, if I fuse the two versions of the ‘Blood Scripture’—rapidly increasing cultivation by plundering others’ Qi and blood while simultaneously achieving the ultimate sublimation of my own Qi and blood as a Foundation—could I develop a nearly perfect version of the ‘Blood Scripture’ based on these two?”

Uncle Kou looked at his Young Lord with a face full of admiration.

The other Saints within the Blood God Cult were still fighting over the successor position. They were all short-sighted people; how could they compare to his Young Lord’s great ambitions?

His Young Lord was currently only in the Lunhai Realm, but he was already thinking about major matters that only Yuan Dan Realm Grandmasters or even the Cult Leader would consider!

“Young Lord, although you have great ambitions, fusing Cultivation Techniques is too dangerous. Generations of Elders have tried to modify the ‘Blood Scripture’ again, but many suffered Qi Deviation.

You are still young. It won’t be too late to study it further once you become the successor of the Blood God Cult or even ascend to the position of Cult Leader.”

Although Uncle Kou admired his Young Lord, he still advised him to prioritize stability for now.

“Don’t worry, Uncle Kou, I know what I’m doing.”

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Uncle Kou nodded and said, “Young Lord, should I go to Pianguan City to pressure that girl from the Lin Family?”

Feng Xieyun shook his head. “No need. The people from the Town Martial Hall are biting too hard. There are definitely Town Martial Hall people in Pianguan City right now. It’s best if you don’t show your face.”

“By the way, Young Lord, how do you plan to handle that Lin Family girl? Do you truly intend to marry her?”

Uncle Kou hesitated and said, “Successors of every generation are supposed to choose a Saintess as their wife. Although that girl is now practicing the ‘Blood Scripture,’ her talent is inferior to even ordinary Disciples. She is simply not qualified to be a Saintess.”

Feng Xieyun sneered. “Uncle Kou, how can you be so naive? That woman is stupid and brainless, with talent worse than a Loose Cultivator.

If she wasn’t from a Family like the Lin Family that can dominate a whole city, she wouldn’t even have the qualifications to enter my Blood God Cult.

It’s just that while I’m cultivating in Pianguan City, having her around saves a lot of trouble.

Like that idiot trash Gu Hongyuan, who went and joined forces with four other powers to act as their muscle just to get Qi and blood resources.

Moreover, so many people knew about him. With so many eyes and ears, he was discovered and even ended up implicating us.”

Uncle Kou nodded.

His Young Lord was a dragon among men, exceptionally brilliant, and certainly not comparable to trash like Gu Hongyuan.

By controlling only Lin Yingying, the Young Lord could demand a large amount of Qi and blood resources while remaining very discreet, without worrying about exposure.

Just as Uncle Kou was about to go up the mountain to monitor the situation and prevent anyone from accidentally intruding, Feng Xieyun’s expression suddenly changed.

“Someone is coming up the mountain! And more than one person!”

After Feng Xieyun spoke, Uncle Kou also noticed the movement, and his face changed slightly. “Is it some children from local noble families coming up the mountain to hunt?”

“Regardless of who it is, withdraw first!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Xieyun grabbed Uncle Kou and leaped out of the cave.

But before they could descend the mountain, Chen Yuan had already led Fei Bin and the other two to intercept them.

The rest of the White Tiger Guards did not go up the mountain but instead set up a formation at the base to intercept them.

Yan Hui Mountain consisted of rugged mountain paths; too many people would only get in the way.

Furthermore, these two from the Blood God Cult were not weak. Sending Martial Artists below the Lunhai Realm would be useless; it would just be sending them to their deaths.

Chen Yuan sized up Feng Xieyun.

His appearance was indeed handsome and eerie, and he exuded a demonic aura. No wonder he could charm Lin Yingying into such a state.

“Are you that Feng Xieyun?”

Feng Xieyun glanced at Chen Yuan and the others, letting out a cold laugh.

“It seems that stupid woman has been exposed and even sold me out.

But with just you few defeated opponents, and not even a single Ningzhen Realm Inspector, you want to kill me?

Are you here to kill me, or are you here to deliver Qi and blood to me?”

Feng Xieyun looked at Chen Yuan, a strange look appearing in his eyes. “There’s a newcomer whose Qi and blood are so surging, and they have a special flavor. This Qi and blood delivered to my door is quite good.”

The faces of Fei Bin and the other two turned red with rising anger.

They had been played like fools by Feng Xieyun before and even suffered counter-kills; they truly were defeated opponents.

“Lin Yingying was devoted to you. I killed so many people from the Lin Family, yet she didn’t sell you out. Now you call her a stupid woman; you really are heartless.”

Feng Xieyun sneered, “If that woman were smart, she should have committed suicide immediately!”

Chen Yuan shook his head slightly. Lin Yingying was stupid, but this Feng Xieyun was also a scumbag.

These two really complemented each other.

While the two were talking, Wu Bingjian and the other two had already found an opportunity and charged straight at Uncle Kou.

Before going up the mountain, Chen Yuan had discussed it with them: Feng Xieyun would be left to him, and they only needed to ensure they could stall Uncle Kou.

If they couldn’t even do that, they shouldn’t be Garrison Commanders anymore and should just go back to their hometowns to farm.

These three were also holding back their frustration. If they failed again, they might really be severely punished by the Hall Master.

Feng Xieyun saw through Chen Yuan’s plan and couldn’t help but sneer, “Arrogant!”

Every Saint of the Blood God Cult fought their way out from among countless young Disciples. This “fighting” wasn’t a figure of speech; it was a true life-and-death struggle.

The losers served as Qi and blood nourishment, their entire Qi and blood taken by the winner.

Gu Hongyuan had also participated in the Saint selection, but his luck was decent; he lasted until the end of the selection and narrowly kept his life.

Those who could survive such brutal competition were all outstanding prodigies with astonishing combat power.

Never mind that Chen Yuan was only in the Lunhai Realm; even if a Ningzhen Realm Inspector came, he would dare to kill them.

But in the next moment, Feng Xieyun’s expression suddenly turned solemn.

Chen Yuan slashed down, and monstrous Devilish Qi surged.

As the Demon Blade Slash fell, the area within several yards was instantly enveloped by the rampaging Devilish Qi.

With such a powerful Foundation of strength and such pure and surging Devilish Qi, could this really be the power of someone in the Lunhai Realm?

If he didn’t know the other’s identity, Feng Xieyun would definitely think he was a top-tier Prodigy from one of the five major powers of the Demonic Path!

Feng Xieyun’s face was solemn as he formed a fist seal, and the vast blood Qi around him erupted like a volcano.

He didn’t use weapons. The power of the ‘Blood Scripture’ was ever-changing, and using a weapon would instead restrict its transformations.

Now, as he struck with a seal, boundless blood Qi surged instantly, entangling with the monstrous Devilish Qi on Chen Yuan’s blade.

Chen Yuan’s strike was like a clay ox entering the sea, suddenly losing track of Feng Xieyun.

Within the boundless blood Qi, Feng Xieyun could perfectly conceal his presence. Even with Chen Yuan’s keen spiritual sense, he couldn’t detect him.

In the next moment, the blood Qi closest to Chen Yuan suddenly contracted, transforming into a sharp and biting blood net that closed in on him from all directions.

Silk-Pulling Blood Net!

Chen Yuan snorted coldly. A majestic and bright golden Buddhist light emerged around him, and his True Qi vibrated through the void, erupting with Buddhist chants like the tolling of a great bell!

Six-Syllable Vajra Mantra of Guru Rinpoche

Golden ripples spread out layer by layer, sounding like gods and Buddhas chanting, with a solemn and dignified appearance.

All evil and ghostly spirits were suppressed and destroyed under this power.

The Silk-Pulling Blood Net instantly collapsed and shattered before the Six-Syllable Vajra Mantra of Guru Rinpoche, and the boundless blood Qi was also dispersed by this power.

Within the blood Qi, Feng Xieyun finally revealed himself. He let out a muffled groan, and his face instantly turned pale.

“A Buddhist Cultivation Technique!”

Feng Xieyun’s face changed drastically, and his heart trembled.

The original ‘Blood Scripture’ was not evil; it was a secret art for developing oneself, similar to the ‘Inner Landscape Divine Art.’

But the modified ‘Blood Scripture’ was an eerie and treacherous type of technique, most heavily countered by Buddhist techniques.

Therefore, the people the Blood God Cult least wanted to face were Buddhist Martial Artists.

Earlier, Chen Yuan’s attack had been monstrously devilish. Who would have thought he was actually a dual cultivator of both the demonic and Buddhist paths!

With such a recklessness, was he not afraid of Qi Deviation?