Yu Qingtan didn't speak, as the Weeping Blood Blade struck down again.
The Man in Red Robe was so scared that his soul nearly fled his body, but he was too weak to dodge anymore and could only watch as the forty-zhang-long blade fell towards him.
Then, the blade stopped above the Man in Red Robe's head, its sharp aura slicing off so of his hair.
The Man in Red Robe, having narrowly escaped death, took a deep breath and lay prostrate on the ground.
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist, for showing rcy!"
Yu Qingtan remained silent, eyes fixed on the man, the Weeping Blood Blade still hovering above him.
This person was only an early Golden Core cultivator, apparently a recently ascended one, and didn't possess a Lifebound Magical Treasure.
"Fellow Daoist, Rule Three is fake. Those in red robes can communicate with each other, and even if one can't run away, one doesn't have to kill the other.
I learned this when I happened to see two n in Red Robes talking while casting spells against each other."
Seeing that the man had spoken so much without anything happening, Yu Qingtan was convinced Rule Three was fake, so he asked in the voice of Xu Kexin,
"Na? Age? Background? Your experience after entering here?"
"Honorable Fairy, this humble one is Jia Siwen of the Blood Sword Sect, an unworthy descendent of the Jias, twenty-eight years old this year.
A few years ago, I chanced upon a Strange Stone at a black market, and after much trial, I found that it could be refined through a Blood-Refinent thod, and then I obtained information about the remains of the Blood God Cult.
After my Core Formation last year, I heard that if the ti was right or the number of people sufficient, one could enter here, so I arrived here a few days ago.
Unfortunately, I've encountered little fortune and have narrowly survived death several tis. If I hadn't run fast when I t those two n in Red Robe, I wouldn't have had the pleasure of eting you, Honorable Fairy."
Jia Siwen, the Man in Red Robe, honestly divulged all this from the heart, as Yu Qingtan's forty-zhang-long blade extinguished any thoughts of resistance in him.
The Blood Sword Sect, Yu Qingtan was aware of it—it was an outer Nascent Soul level power of the Cangqiong Sword Sect, but he had never heard of the Blood Sword Sect's Jia family.
"My guess was right, not everyone who obtains access to Blood God Peak can co here; I was lucky. But even so, out of five hundred Golden Core cultivators, there should only be a very small portion from the outside world, the rest..."
Yu Qingtan furrowed his brows as he looked at Jia Siwen, pondered for a few breaths, sheathed the Weeping Blood Blade, and asked, "Have you encountered The Guide?"
"I have. I asked him if dying here really ans death, and he said yes; I asked if the mortality rate for the true transmission selection is high, and he said on average six out of ten die; I asked him how do you survive, and he said beco a true transmitted disciple, find a Retreat Order, or survive until the selection ends."
"Have you communicated with other n in Red Robe?"
"No."
"Have you encountered anyone wearing robes of other colors?"
"No."
"Get out of here!"
"Thank you, Honorable Fairy, for sparing my life!" Jia Siwen rushed to express his gratitude and then hurriedly used the Blood Escape Technique to flee the area.
Yu Qingtan didn't care and continued towards the direction of Blood God Island.
However, it wasn't long before...
"Honorable Fairy, save !"
A Man in Red Robe was fleeing at high speed toward Yu Qingtan's direction.
Behind him was another Man in Red Robe wielding a blood-colored spear, chasing after him with mid-stage Golden Core spiritual power fluctuations emanating from him.
Yu Qingtan frowned, but still drew the Weeping Blood Blade and used the Bloodwater Escape to charge at the one with the spear.
Blade clashed with spear, and neither could overco the other, but Yu Qingtan, with his much greater strength, knocked the opponent back a hundred zhang.
However, the opponent was not intimidated and fought back. His spear thickened and lengthened, thrusting rapidly with spiritual power, the spear charged towards Yu Qingtan with a blood-hued glow.
"Bring it on!" Yu Qingtan said to herself.
The Weeping Blood Blade transford into a forty-zhang long knife, slashing down at the spear.
"Clang~"
The spear, too, was a third-stage superior magical treasure. Its tip, pressed down by the Weeping Blood Blade, bent dramatically, nearly to the point of breaking.
The Man in Red Robe, upon seeing this, gripped the shaft with both hands, swirled and swung, aiming to bring the spearhead to the side of the blade and knock the knife away.
However, he overestimated his own strength. The blade was hardly knocked aside, and when it slashed down, he had to use the Blood Escape Technique at the last second to shift his position, but his right arm was still stripped of a chunk of flesh.
The Weeping Blood Blade imdiately generated a powerful suction force, drawing the Man in Red Robe's blood towards the blade.
At the sa ti, Yu Qingtan employed the Bloodwater Escape to instantly close the distance, and using the Blood Control Technique, she accelerated the blood loss of the Man in Red Robe.
In his anxiety, the Man in Red Robe could not help but spit a large mouthful of essence blood and a breath of Golden Core energy onto his lifebound magical treasure, the blood-hued spear, which then erupted with three tis its might, sweeping towards Yu Qingtan and the Weeping Blood Blade.
Yu Qingtan, anticipating his move, also took out the Blood God Peak, sprayed a mouthful of essence blood on the massive Blood God Peak, and poured spiritual power into it.
The spear's sweep across the Blood God Peak rely caused it to tremble ceaselessly.
Taking advantage of the mont when the Man in Red Robe had just made his move and had no ti to change his tactic, Yu Qingtan sacrificed two third-stage Blood Demon Cores and executed the Blood Sacrifice Technique.
A thin ray of bloodlight instantly shot from the wound in his right arm, destroying his physical body and soul.
Within just three breaths, the Weeping Blood Blade had absorbed all the blood from the Man in Red Robe, turning even more unsettlingly bewitching.
Then, the Weeping Blood Blade turned, looming over the head of Jia Siwen, who didn't dare to flee on his own and could only watch from the side.
Seeing this, Jia Siwen imdiately fell to his knees.
"Fairy, please spare my life! I was forced into this; may you show rcy and let go!" he begged.
Yu Qingtan collected the blood-hued spear and the Storage Bag belonging to the Man in Red Robe and supported his Golden Core with the now shrunken Blood God Peak.
Only then did she turn to Jia Siwen.
"Either leave and never show your face before again, or open your Sea of Consciousness for to plant a Soul Constraint, and beco my subordinate."
Jia Siwen's face stiffened beneath his mask.
He was naturally gifted, with twin superior Spirit Roots, but he was lazy, afraid of hardship, tiredness, and death. His current cultivation level had only been achieved through his elders' coercion and resource accumulation; his actual strength was diocre.
He sorely regretted having impetuously activated the runes within that Strange Stone, which ntioned the ruins of the Blood God Cult.
Since entering, he had been on the brink of death six tis. He should never have co into these ruins.
It was too late for regrets, and even if he cried out "I want to go ho," it wouldn't help. He knew he would not survive on his own.
"Fairy, I am willing to beco your subordinate," he declared.
Better to save his own life for the ti being; this female cultivator did not seem particularly malevolent.
As for the Soul Constraint, if he could leave, the power and standing of the Jias would surely be enough to negotiate its removal.
Moreover, her way of fighting was clean and efficient, showing great strength. Perhaps she was a genius from so major power; in that case, he might even gain a strong backing.
Seeing how agreeable he was, Yu Qingtan promptly implanted the Soul Constraint on Jia Siwen.
Then, having him wait aside and still using the Blood God Slaughter as a protective asure, Yu Qingtan picked up the Golden Core of the Man in Red Robe.
In Jia Siwen's astonished gaze, the Golden Core turned into a red light that shot into Yu Qingtan's body, and she began to sit cross-legged, closing her eyes in ditation.
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