"Why bother collecting blood, just sacrifice the city directly."
The blood in the huge blood pool bubbles and gurgles like boiling water, and the rising blood mist, after passing through a layer of blood-colored array, condenses into countless tiny reddish-blood droplets the size of fingernail covers.
The blood drops are refined from ordinary fresh blood.
Xia Ming's tone carried a note of seriousness, "After all, this city is filled with followers of the demon path; their deaths are not to be regretted."
Lu Jingan walked to the side of the blood pool, inserting his short blade into the array to absorb and refine the refined blood while saying, "The amount of blood obtained through a single sacrifice is limited, which cannot compare to sustainable exploitation."
As the blood position slowly rose in the blood droplets on the short blade, which looked like eyes, Lu Jing'an smiled and said, "After all, cultivators recover quickly. It's impossible to accumulate so much blood by killing them all at once."
Xia Ming tilted his head at him, "There are so many demonic cultivators on the mainland, isn't it just fine to go after a few more nesting points? Why do you have to pick on this little blood emperor sect in this remote place? The strongest in this poor area is only a Yin and Yang Realm true essence realm practitioner, not even a Sit Zhao Realm true king exists, and the quality of the blood is not high either."
"Quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes, and I naturally have my reasons," Lu Jing'an said softly. "Now is not the time, and someone will take care of this matter. It's not yet time to involve others in the karmic consequences."
"Oh, I see..." Xia Ming nodded in thought and then dismissed his doubts by saying, "According to your instructions, last night I had my lady's little servant girl discover this place."
Lu Jing'an hummed in response, acknowledging this was indeed his arrangement.
Standing at the forefront of the temporal river against the current, he had already prepared to leave the Nan Zhuo Domain after completing his business. Therefore, he wanted Zhu Nanzhi to be aware of the blood pool here. Because he was wary of Zhu Nanzhi's seemingly innocent kindness, he thought that even if Zhu Nanzhi were to have any "evil intentions" towards him, she would part ways with him due to "her husband being a demonic cultivator."
In the end, it was completely ineffective, and he even gave her a grandiose reason to turn his husband into a sword spirit.
"Does she like you that much?" Xia Ming asked as he watched him, and continued without another thought, "Wouldn't she abandon you even after a misunderstanding about your being a demonic cultivator?"
" liking me is real, wanting to 'never leave or abandon' me is also real," Lu Jing'an said helplessly. "In any case, she won't let me go."
"Then do you intend to clear the misunderstanding and bring her back to the sect?"
"Actually, I once had such a thought." Lu Jing'an looked at the refined blood being absorbed by the short blade, and his tone returned to calmness: "Now I don't have that backing."
"Are you afraid of being disciplined by the Deputy Sect Master?" Xia Ming thought he was afraid of being scolded by the Deputy Sect Master.
"Almost there."
Lu Jing'an shook his head, no longer saying anything as he reached out to take the short blade from the array. Observing the fresh blood still lacking one-third to reach fullness in the blood droplets, he thought that without self-preservation strength, how dare he always carry a mentally ill and possessive lady who wants to turn him into a sword spirit?
Moreover, Zhu Nanzhi has subdued the 'Qingmiao' from Qingmiao Palace, which had not chosen a master in a thousand years. If she were to truly return to the Wan Dao Sect, Qingmiao Palace would come seeking explanations the very next day.
Although both the Wan Dao Sect and Qingmiao Palace are among the five major clans and seven academies of the human race, the strong oppression felt from Qingmiao Palace's full force is still palpable.
Until his toxins are completely expelled, he will still only be at the mercy of others.
"Let's go," Lu Jing'an turned and walked towards the outer hall.
"When are you planning to return to the sect?" Xia Ming followed, emphasizing, "You've been here for over a year already!"
Standing in the grand hall of the outer hall, Lu Jing'an watched the crowded crowd and slowly said, "In three days."
"Three days?"
Xia Ming blinked his eyes, just about to speak when he heard the noisy conversation inside the medical clinic and unconsciously revealed a thoughtful expression.
"Have you heard? The blood emperor sect can't hold off the [Nan Zhuo Alliance]'s offensive. If this continues, it won't be long before they reach here. Shouldn't we start preparing to flee?"
"What's the hurry? This is just their last-ditch effort as they're about to die."
"That's right," the speaker continued. "Our Lord Li has received breakthroughs from the ancient tomb of a true master discovered in recent times, as well as rare and mysterious treasures never seen before. By the time he emerges from seclusion, he will be a Sit Zhao Realm true king—unprecedented in Nan Zhuo Domain—and any so-called righteous factions like the [Nan Zhuo Alliance] assembled by them will crumble to dust instantly."
"Really?"
"Otherwise, why haven't the Lord and the elders of the sect gone down the mountain? They are all guarding the Lord!"
"That's great... by the way, we've also done quite a bit of work for your sect. Could we possibly..."
"Haha, don't worry. Once the Blood Emperor Sect unifies the Nan Zhuo Domain, the sect master will definitely not shortchange anyone who has contributed."
"Hahaha, finally, we can let those self-righteous guardians of the prestigious factions kneel at our feet!"
"Especially the alliance leader of the [Nan Zhuo Alliance], Lin Mu, it was because of him that only I managed to escape from the Wang family... My brother was just severely injured by a senior elder of the Lin family, yet he dared to kill my entire clan. I will make him suffer more than death!"
"Talking about Lin Mu, there are rumors that he was quite ordinary in the Lin family, and no one knows what kind of opportunity he stumbled upon to rise like a phoenix from the ashes. He became a Yin and Yang Realm true essence cultivator at a young age and was invincible among his peers..."
"Pfft, who cares what kind of opportunity he stumbled upon. By the time Lord Li emerges from seclusion, there will be no more waves for him to stir up."
"That's right, once our sect master emerges from seclusion, we will not only make him pay for the life of the deputy sect master but also ensure he suffers more than death. For instance, his several beloved concubines, we will make him watch as they are... Hahaha!"
"This is the way it should be. He caused chaos in the Blood Emperor City by pretending to be someone else. My scar is also thanks to him, so he deserves to feel a pain deeper than an injury!"
"I can't wait to share a piece of the feast after Lord Li has enjoyed his concubines and emerges from seclusion. Hahaha..."
Xia Ming didn't want to continue listening to the gradually depraved chatter, following Lu Jing'an to the door. She whispered to him, "You just said that someone will destroy the blood demon sect. Does that mean it's this Lin Mu?"
"Um," Lu Jing'an looked at the Blood Emperor Sect army marching through the city. "It's quite unexpected that a Nan Zhuo Domain, such a small place, could have a Sit Zhao Realm true king, isn't it?"
Xia Ming nodded, and then asked, "Does this mean another era of great competition among geniuses?"
"That can be said."
"Oh~ Your purpose for coming here was to recruit this genius under our Wan Dao Sect?" Xia Ming's eyes lit up: "You waited for over a year to test whether he can destroy the Blood Emperor Sect. If he can't, it means that although he is a genius, his fortune is not good, and a dead genius is not truly a genius."
After all, many great figures recorded in ancient texts rose from humble beginnings. Now it's the turn for Nan Zhuo Domain?"
Lu Jing'an shook his head, "I want to kill him."
"Ah?" Xia Ming widened his eyes, "Did he offend you? Let me..."
"If he offended me, I would have killed him by now."
Lu Jing'an twirled the short blade in his hand, watching calmly as two dog spirits fought fiercely not far away. As a reincarnate, when he first heard of Lin Mu, he couldn't help but doubt in his previous life's thinking whether this Lin Mu might be a person who had traveled through time and possessed someone else's body. But a year ago, during the exploration of the ruins realm, he knew that it was not as he had imagined.
"He claims to come from a place called the upper realm, and is related to the ruins."
"Upper realm?" Xia Ming looked at Lu Jing'an puzzled: "Ruins? Is there anyone living in the cave heaven?"
"Not yet clear," Lu Jing'an didn't elaborate much, and then said, "Just out of curiosity, did you bring any Bing Po Han Shuang flower when you came?"
"I left directly due to the urging of the vice sect master," Xia Ming shook his head, "What use does it have for you?"
"Settle a score," Lu Jing'an sighed lightly: "Since you didn't bring it, I have no choice but to go to the Blood Emperor Sect."
"Is there such a rare treasure and divine herb in Nan Zhuo Domain?"
"The Blood Emperor Sect obtained it from the true master ancient tomb a while ago. As for why there might be such a treasure in an ancient tomb of a true master, that's because of the great competition in this era."
Lu Jing'an took a step forward: "Take care of the medical clinic for me."
With the Ice Essence and Frost Mist Flower in hand, he would have the confidence to counter Zhu Nanzhi.
"Understood."
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