BOOM!
The mont this "crimson red" appeared, the Fire Elent Spiritual Qi between heaven and earth began to gather and boil madly, as if paying homage to its monarch.
"Fla Demon—a descendant of the Yanxue Sword Demon?!"
Xuanzhen Ascendant’s eyes wept blood; he had actually recognized this Positional Divine Technique.
"You lot of Sinful Demons actually dare to besiege ! I will surely repay today’s grudge twofold in the future."
With a furious roar, Xuanzhen Ascendant, who had originally intended to resist, finally gave up the fight.
Instead, he summoned half a piece of Glazed Cyan Wood and spat out a drop of Essence Blood from the tip of his tongue.
The crimson Essence Blood shot onto the Glazed Cyan Wood. Instantly, a brilliant cyan light erupted, and Array Patterns flowed across its surface. Xuanzhen Ascendant’s figure began to turn illusory.
Wei Qingyi was startled. ’A Teleportation Treasure?’
"Hahaha, you want to surround and kill ? In your next life!"
Xuanzhen Ascendant laughed triumphantly.
However, after several breaths, he found himself still in the sa spot.
???
’How is this possible? Why didn’t my teleportation succeed?’
Deep disbelief filled Xuanzhen Ascendant’s cloudy eyes.
Not only had he failed to teleport away, but Xuanzhen Ascendant also discovered that a crimson-gold fla had appeared on his body at so unknown point. It gave off a bizarre fluctuation, viscous as blood yet illusory and flickering.
He couldn’t even extinguish it with his True Essence!
"Old bastard, you can only bla yourself for using a Wood Escape Treasure!"
Qin Xuan’s figure quietly erged behind him.
[Fla Demon: Burnt to Ash and Ruin Attribute. The Fire Poison Burnt Ash Scent suppresses Vitality regeneration and blocks all Wood and Earth Elent recovery and escape thods.]
SQUELCH—
The sound of a sword sinking into flesh.
Crimson blood, laced with wisps of black Demonic Qi, gurgled into the silver-white longsword.
Even in his last mont before his consciousness faded, filled with profound confusion, Xuanzhen Ascendant never saw clearly who had killed him.
A light breeze swept past.
Xuanzhen Ascendant’s corpse turned to dried bones and collapsed with a crash.
Wei Qingyi slumped to the ground, drenched in sweat. It was clear that poisoning so many people had placed an enormous burden on him.
However, he still maintained his flippant deanor.
"Junior Brother Qin, don’t let them go to waste. There are still those two at the Foundation Establishnt Fifth Level over there."
"Right, and their souls! Collect them all in the Soul-devouring Banner!"
"Idiot, don’t slit their throats, that’s such a waste! Stab the heart... sigh, that’s not how you use the Soul Banner. You have to recite the Soul-Exorcising Spell first..."
"If you can’t absorb all the blood, then don’t! Store it in the Spirit-Collecting Gold. So what if there’s so loss? Did you forget what Old Xuanzhen and the others did before?"
Wei Qingyi bossed him around, tirelessly giving pointers.
If not for his fear of that elusive Yang Earth [Plague Monarch Burial], Qin Xuan would have been angry enough to run him through with his sword.
Under Wei Qingyi’s command, Qin Xuan went around with his sword, finishing off the Taiyi True View Daoists who had been knocked unconscious by the poison one by one.
BUZZ!
His Lifebound Silver Sword trembled slightly, emitting a joyful hum.
The blood of several hundred Qi Cultivation Cultivators transford into pure power that surged into his ridians.
His Demonic Essence churned violently.
Qin Xuan felt as if his Dantian was about to burst.
Fortunately, at that mont, the Blood Flood Dragon Pearl ignited with a ferocious, scorching Demon Fla Fire, burning and refining the excess Demonic Essence. A series of loud cracks echoed from his bones as every one of them snapped and popped.
By a strange twist of fate, the wisps of black Demon Patterns on his wrist were also burned away by the Demon Fla Fire.
Qin Xuan’s expression was ecstatic, and an irrepressible excitent flashed in his eyes.
BOOM!
It was as if he had broken free from several shackles.
Suddenly, his whole body felt light. All the pressure and discomfort vanished, leaving him feeling refreshed and clear-headed. He had broken through again.
Foundation Establishnt Third Level!
"Many thanks for Senior Brother Wei’s invaluable assistance."
Qin Xuan said gratefully, holding his longsword and cupping his hands in a salute.
Taiyi True View truly lived up to its na as the number one Foundation Establishnt Sect in Jade Wind Country. Without Wei Qingyi, even if Qin Xuan could have completed the mission, it would have been far from this smooth.
Wei Qingyi waved his hand. "Forget it. Stop probing . I know you want to make a move on . Don’t worry, with your current strength, you still can’t kill ."
Qin Xuan gave a sheepish smile and sheathed his sword. "Senior Brother, what are you talking about? Disciples of our Holy Sect should look out for one another. Here, let help you up."
Wei Qingyi nodded slightly. The faint green light in his palm dimd as he retracted the [Plague Monarch Burial] he had been about to summon.
"I’ve also completed Master Chen’s instructions. Let’s go sweep the Taiyi True View’s sect treasury, then it’s ti to head back and collect our rit Points."
The mont he finished speaking,
A ball of golden light burst forth from the blood-red Demon Jade in Qin Xuan’s robes.
A grand, indifferent voice suddenly exploded in his mind.
[Taiyi True View Incense Master Assessnt Progress: 1203/1000]
[Ti Taken: 68 days. Quota exceeded!]
[Assessnt for Incense Masters, Qin Xuan, Wei Qingyi. Rating: Jia-level!]
BOOM!
The blood-red Demon Jade blazed with golden light, illuminating the joyous faces of both Qin Xuan and Wei Qingyi.
...
「At the sa ti, the ssage was transmitted back.」
A grand, indifferent Demonic Sound suddenly echoed before the gates of the Blood Demon Sword Sect.
"This term’s Incense Master assessnt is complete!"
"Trial Taker Qin Xuan, ti taken: 68 days. Annihilated the Foundation Establishnt Sect, Taiyi True View. Rating: First Jia-level!"
"Trial Taker Wei Qingyi, ti taken: 68 days. Annihilated the Foundation Establishnt Sect, Chixia Sect. Rating: Second Jia-level!"
RUMBLE—
It was as if a bolt of lightning from a clear sky had struck the minds of the Demon Disciples. They were all instantly stunned, unable to recover for a long ti.
In the Demon Disciple Dormitory, Zhao Youliang, who had been in the middle of training a group of Demon Disciples, suddenly jumped up and exclaid with excitent, "Master Qin succeeded in the assessnt! Our ti has co!"
...
「Blood Pool Sword Tomb」
Chen Xuanba, who was cultivating and regulating his breath in the Blood Pool, also snapped his eyes open and nodded in satisfaction.
’Not bad. Faster than I imagined.’
’Junior Brother Wei actually managed to complete the Jia-level Incense Master assessnt in only about two months.’
’It seems I can start planning to condense my Dao Golden Core.’
...
「Ten Thousand Corpses Hall, Skull Altar」
The Evil Spirit Child, Xie Qing, shrieked with rage.
Dark blood trickled from the corners of his eyes, nostrils, and mouth. Spiderweb-like, dark-red cracks appeared on his skin. The intense emotional fluctuation caused the "rosy-lipped and pearly-toothed" child-like appearance he deliberately maintained to shatter.
"Damn you, Wei Qingyi! How dare you trick ! You took my paynt and didn’t do a thing!"
His jet-black fingernails grew explosively. With a vicious twist of his large hand, he wrenched the head clean off the charming female Demon Cultivator before him.
The female Demon Cultivator’s eyes were wide with disbelief as she died with a grievance. Her headless, alluring torso fell to the ground with a thud.
Until her last breath, she couldn’t understand why she had t such a violent end for simply coming to the Incense Master’s Cave Mansion to report a ssage.
...
"Why is Taiyi True View so poor?"
Wei Qingyi grumbled resentfully. "There are no Spirit dicines in the Spirit dicine Garden, no Elixir Pills in the Pill Hall... What kind of Sect is this?!"
Qin Xuan said, "Old Xuanzhen probably bled the entire Sect dry trying to force a breakthrough to the Purple Mansion realm."
The two conversed under the glow of the blood-red Demon Jade.
Once the light from the Demon Jade faded, Wei Qingyi couldn’t wait and shouted.
"Alright, alright, Junior Brother Qin! The Holy Sect’s ssage has been fully transmitted. Let’s divide the spoils of war."
Wei Qingyi chuckled, the several hundred Storage Pouches hanging from his waist clanking together. He rubbed his hands in anticipation.
"We agreed, you promised this yourself. The souls and Flesh Bodies of those several hundred Qi Cultivation Demon Cultivators, including Old Xuanzhen... they’re all yours."
"You have no backing and your strength is low, so increasing your combat power is the most important thing."
"My background is stronger than yours. The Spirit dicines in the Spirit dicine Garden and all the artifacts in the Taiyi True View treasury will go to . I’ll handle fencing the goods... ahem, I an, I’ll handle the recycling."
"As for the rit Points we get later, I’ll give you a thirty percent cut."
Qin Xuan nodded. "Fine, no problem."
"Haha, a pleasure doing business with you."
The two quickly moved to finalize the details of splitting their loot.
Taiyi True View truly didn’t have many resources left; otherwise, it wouldn’t have fallen to a state where each Cultivator was only allotted three low-grade spirit stones.
But that was relative to the Taiyi True View as a whole.
Besides, so what if the sect was broke? That had nothing to do with the Elders, and it certainly had nothing to do with the Stewards and True Inheritance disciples.
Qin Xuan and Wei Qingyi spent a full day and night sweeping through the place, turning over every corner of Taiyi True View.
Finally, the two of them ca to a stop before a towering green mountain.
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