NOVPUB"Yin and Yang transform the Wind-Thunder; integrate it with the Blade Technique..."
Su Changkong was familiarizing himself with the new technique in the back mountains, combining the profound mysteries of Yin and Yang transformation with his own Martial Arts. This would make his killing moves stronger and more varied. To put it bluntly, it was a qualitative change that brought him great gains!
Half a month later, Su Changkong had thoroughly mastered this new ability.
In the more than three months of seclusion, in addition to comprehending the Yin and Yang transformation and advancing his Wind Thunder Archery to the 11th tier, the Turtle Breath True Yuan in his Dantian had also grown to 13 drops!
Now, those 100 Innate Martial Artists from the Spirit Taoist Sect could provide Su Changkong with one drop of Turtle Breath True Yuan in less than a month. This speed would only get faster, which made the considerable effort he spent on their cultivation worthwhile.
"Go out for a trip and let Ji Xuexiao come and take the Blood Divine Seed."
Su Changkong didn’t forget his previous plan. With a leap, he took to the air as a white crane shadow congealed and carried him swiftly into the distance.
The white crane flew with the wind, as if merging into it. After integrating with ’wind’s’ variations, its standard speed was clearly faster by a tier, able to cross a thousand miles in a short time!
When he was hundreds of miles away from Great Flame City, Su Changkong took out the Ice Snow Leaf from the Bag of Book Fragrance.
The Ice Snow Leaf given to Su Changkong by Ji Xuexiao would allow her to sense its use and come to him as soon as he crushed it.
"Crack!"
Su Changkong exerted a bit of force in his hand, and the Ice Snow Leaf shattered into icy crystal powder, scattering from between his fingers. What followed was a quiet wait.
"She’s arrived."
Su Changkong didn’t have to wait long. In less than an hour, he looked toward the not so far distance as a freezing cold wind swept in. Within the icy wind, a graceful figure, sculpted like ice and snow, approached—it was Ji Xuexiao.
"You’ve finished researching it already?" Ji Xuexiao was slightly surprised. It had only been three months since Su Changkong obtained the Blood Divine Seed, and it seemed like he had lost interest in it already.
"Mmm, as per the agreement, the Blood Divine Seed is yours now."
Su Changkong nodded without saying much and handed over the Blood Divine Seed to Ji Xuexiao.
The Blood Divine Seed was crafted from the flesh and bloodline of a large number of people from the same bloodline clan. It was extremely unstable. Outsiders could not utilize the Divine Skills within and attempt to refine it—any contact would cause it to collapse.
And even if refinement was possible, Su Changkong would not choose to refine it!
Ji Xuexiao wanted the Blood Divine Seed only to start her investigation from it and see if she could find any traces of the members of the Ancient Demon Sect that spread the method of crafting the Blood Divine Seed.
"Thank you. I owe you a favor, Xue Xiao. If it’s within my power, I won’t refuse your request. If you need my help, just crush this Ice Snow Leaf, and I will come as fast as I can."
With the Blood Divine Seed in her possession, Ji Xuexiao expressed her thanks. She gathered ice and snow in the palm of her hand, transformed it into an Ice Snow Leaf, and floated it gently into Su Changkong’s hands with an invisible force.
"Alright." Su Changkong caught it and nodded slightly.
Previously, Ji Xuexiao had said that accepting the Blood Divine Seed meant she owed him a favor.
Ji Xuexiao’s strength was unfathomable, likely no less than his own. Perhaps there would be a time when her help would be needed!
After their conversation, Ji Xuexiao put away the Blood Divine Seed and turned to leave.
"She’s gone."
Withdrawing his gaze, Su Changkong returned to the Spirit Taoist Sect.
Riding the white crane, Su Changkong didn’t hurry on his way, enjoying the scenery along the route.
But suddenly, Su Changkong’s expression changed. In his perception, an evil and cold breath was rapidly approaching!
"Who is it? Is it coming for me?" Su Changkong’s eyebrows knit together, and he became vigilant. However, as the breath drew closer, he felt it was somewhat familiar!
Hundreds of miles away among the clouds, a gray shadow flew cautiously—it was the Heavenly Corpse Old Man of the Heavenly Corpse Sect!
But the Heavenly Corpse Old Man was not in good shape. His body was covered with wounds of various sizes. Especially in the region of his heart, there was a hole the size of a fist that had penetrated through, damaging his heart. Such an injury would have meant instant death for anyone else.
"Damn it...that damn Mo Junling! One day, I will suck your blood dry and turn you into a zombie, so that you will never find peace in death!"
The Heavenly Corpse Old Man’s eyes glinted fiercely. No blood seeped out from his wounds. Having transformed into a zombified body, only his head was vulnerable, but even this had seriously injured him, causing his inner fury to fester.
"Old zombie! Stop running, the Vice Alliance Hierarch was only joking with you, testing your strength!"
A rough voice echoed through the air.
The Heavenly Corpse Old Man ignored it, stealthily slipping into the nearby clouds and changing direction.
"No good...at this rate, I’ll eventually be caught. That Mo Junling...is unfathomable, and with the other two miscreants, I stand no chance!" 𝑛𝘰𝑣𝑝𝑢𝑏.𝘤𝑜𝘮
The Heavenly Corpse Old Man was anxious. His vision was a sea of red, spotting two figures weaving through the void, searching for him, sensing something.
"Hm? It’s that...Dao Wufeng!"
Suddenly, the Heavenly Corpse Old Man’s nose twitched, catching a familiar scent. His dull pupils lit up with recognition, and without a moment’s hesitation, he flew in the direction where he sensed the smell.
"Over there!"
At the same time, consequent to the Heavenly Corpse Old Man’s abrupt movements, the two figures in the distance seemed to sense something and quickly gave chase.
"Heavenly Corpse Old Man?"
Simultaneously, Su Changkong’s brow furrowed. He saw a patch of grey mist rapidly approaching in the distance, and in it, an old man in gray robes—it was indeed the Heavenly Corpse Old Man.
