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"If... If I had just a few more years, no more than three... I too could cultivate Pseudo-Divine Skill!" Blood Demon Child could only circulate his cultivation technique and True Qi to fend off Su Changkong’s heavy blows. Trapped by the Demon Ape Capturing Space, he couldn’t even flee; his heart roared in madness and unwillingness.
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Nowadays, with the world constantly changing, it’s the best era for cultivation. Blood Demon Child felt his cultivation technique was on the verge of a breakthrough. Just one more step, and he could cultivate Pseudo-Divine Skill, becoming a Martial Arts Grandmaster - within three years at most!
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But then a Pseudo-Divine Skill Grandmaster of unknown identity came to kill him, not giving him this chance, intent on blasting him to death!
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"Ah ah ah! May you not die a good death!"
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With just a few slaps, the terrifying power of Violent Bear Shakes the Earth, which could destroy the land, dispersed the Qi and Blood around Blood Demon Child’s body like a crimson lake. Blood Demon Child barely had time to let out a shrill, unwilling curse before his body was blown apart, blood spurting and limbs scattering, dead on the spot.
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It wasn’t that Blood Demon Child was weak. Years ago, he had claimed the lives of three Five-Qi Grandmasters and stood invincible among them, at the very pinnacle of strength. But against Su Changkong, who had cultivated Pseudo-Divine Skill, it was a case of the strong oppressing the weak; he couldn’t even run away.
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"The Sect Leader... is dead?"
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The dying scream of Blood Demon Child turned all the disciples of Blood Demon Door pale.
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Although it was brief, the terrifying commotion in the back mountain was felt by everyone as if heaven and earth were trembling. Someone attacked Blood Demon Child and within a short time, within a few moves, blasted him to death, beyond their imagination!
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After killing Blood Demon Child, Su Changkong’s emotions hardly fluctuated. To him as of now, unless it was a Martial Artist who had also cultivated Pseudo-Divine Skill or a terror like Pang Shengwu the Monster Warrior, even renowned Five-Qi Grandmasters were fragile before him!
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"Make the most of the time, condense Innate Qi."
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Without delay, Su Changkong sensed the location of the Spirit Vein of the Blood Demon Door and started to extract the Spiritual Energy from the Spirit Vein using a Guiding Technique to refine his Innate Qi.
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If those warriors from the Blood Demon Door dared to disturb him, he would kill them!
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This night was fated to be unforgettable for the warriors of Blood Demon Door.
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When the next day arrived, having drained the Spirit Vein of the Blood Demon Door dry, Su Changkong nodded slightly, "Not bad... The Spiritual Energy of the Spirit Vein in this Blood Demon Door is even more abundant than that of Profound Darkness Sect’s. 300 strands of Innate Qi in hand!"
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After targeting two Evil Sects, Su Changkong had indeed reaped a huge harvest; he now had 600 strands of Innate Qi!
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After visiting one or two more Evil Sects, he would soon accomplish his goal of a thousand strands of Innate Qi.
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Su Changkong deeply understood the meaning behind the phrase "kill people, commit arson, and earn a golden belt."
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With strength, one could lay claim to money, treasures, and resources, all within grasp!
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As usual, Su Changkong pillaged everything within the Blood Demon Door: Spiritual Medicine, Spirit Pills, Spirit Stones, and Martial Arts Secret Manuals – all packed up.
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And any resisting warriors from Blood Demon Door were mercilessly killed by Su Changkong on the spot!
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"Make the most of the time... The longer it’s dragged on, the less safe it is!"
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After all this, Su Changkong left nonchalantly, heading to his next destination.
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Meanwhile, as Su Changkong plundered the Evil Sects, in a desolate mountain where no people, plants, birds, or beasts could survive, a man in grey was sprinting at incredible speed.
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This man was none other than an Elder of Profound Darkness Sect, ordered by Deputy Sect Master Pan Gao to find Superior Xuanming who was meditating here in seclusion.
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"Is this You Mountain? So quiet... so desolate..."
The man in grey walked along the rugged mountain path, swallowing a mouthful of saliva, feeling that this place was too silent and desolate, not even a snake or insect in sight.
The man in grey sought the whereabouts of Superior Xuanming.
As the Sect Master of the Profound Darkness Sect, Superior Xuanming had stepped away from sect affairs thirty years ago and secluded himself in this perilous You Mountain for closed-door cultivation. The man in grey also felt uneasy—what if Superior Xuanming had already left, and he would be making a wasted trip?
"Hm?"
Suddenly, the man in grey’s expression changed. He saw deep within You Mountain, as if a giant beast was breathing. The clouds in the sky rolled tumultuously, a great amount of spiritual energy was drawn away, and trees bent over as if worshipping!
"Not good!"
What caused the man in grey’s complexion to change drastically was that the breathing entity seemed to have noticed his presence. A terrifying suction burst forth, causing the man in grey’s feet to leave the ground involuntarily as he flew towards the depths of You Mountain. His blood and True Qi were being forcibly sucked out, his body nearly tearing apart in agony.
Yet, he seemed electrified, unable to muster a shred of resistance.
"Sect Master! It’s me, Gan Feng!"
The man in grey hurriedly yelled desperately.
"Thud!"
The next moment, the suction stopped and the man in grey crashed heavily to the ground, his bones softened and his legs weak, unable to get up for a long time.
"Gan Feng, haven’t I said not to disturb my cultivation? Has the sect encountered some trouble?" A slightly hoarse voice rang out.
Gan Feng quickly looked up and saw a man in a simple Taoist robe sitting cross-legged on a rock.
This Taoist-robed man had a long beard, a rugged bone structure, and handsome features. He appeared to be in his thirties, with only his narrow eyes giving off a bone-chilling sharpness.
Even more astonishing was that near the Taoist-robed man’s dantian, a small black pill the size of a thumb tip faintly appeared. This tiny black pill seemed to contain everything within it, and just one glance made Gan Feng tremble as if his soul was about to be drawn out.
Seeing this, the Taoist-robed man thought, and the black pill at his dantian slowly receded back inside. Gan Feng finally snapped back to reality, his body trembling, "This... could this be the legendary Divine Pill Xuanming? Sect Master... have you perfected the Xuanming Secret Scripture to the realm of great achievement?"
Gan Feng’s face turned excitedly red, understanding what this meant—Superior Xuanming succeeded in his breakthrough! He mastered the Profound Darkness Sect’s Xuanming Secret Scripture to the level of great achievement, a feat that could rival the Founding Ancestor of the sect!
This Taoist-robed man was, of course, Superior Xuanming, the Sect Master of the Profound Darkness Sect, who had been seeking a breakthrough in You Mountain for nearly thirty years.
Superior Xuanming was a prodigy from a young age, mastering any martial arts upon first learning them, and perfecting them with each practice. The previous Sect Master placed great hopes on him. Humble and devoted solely to cultivation, his goal was to surpass the ancestors, and indeed, Superior Xuanming had proven to be a martial arts genius!
Seeing Superior Xuanming’s emotionless eyes fixed on him, Gan Feng came back to his senses and quickly said, "Sect Master... Something has happened within the Profound Darkness Sect. An unknown archery master riding a white crane, taking advantage of flight, has assassinated more than a dozen of our Innate Martial Artists. We had no way to deal with him and had no choice but to seek you out."
"An archery master riding a flying mount?" Superior Xuanming’s eyebrows slightly furrowed. In recent years, there had been a tremendous change in the world, the arrival of a tide rarely seen in ages. He had used this opportunity to breakthrough to the realm he had dreamed of achieving.
The fact that the Profound Darkness Sect, which hadn’t faced any disasters in thirty years, was now in trouble seemed anything but ordinary.
"This is no trivial matter... let’s head back and see for ourselves!"
Superior Xuanming’s thoughts were swift as lightning, his gaze calm and unfazed by praise or insults. No matter who the enemy was, he believed he could easily suppress them! This was confidence in his own strength. His current goal in this upcoming age of prosperity was to rise against the tide, reach the exalted realm of Martial Saint, and surpass those who came before him!
(Update preview from Qidian Chinese Network, the next chapter will be updated on the 20th at 22:00.)
