Killing Three Senior Brothers in Return, Turning Everything Into Cultivation Resources!

Chen Du sat cross-legged on the bed, carefully recalling the events.

Wang Dong's first incarnation was killed by this Senior Brother Zhao.

It was the second night after he entered the sect. Zhao Yuan also came to visit with a smile, calling him junior brother and repeating the same set of rules from Butterfly Dragon Peak.

At that time, Wang Dong hadn't even cultivated true qi yet. He was both shocked and furious, and tried to escape, but Zhao Yuan easily subdued him. The sacrificial power drained his essence and blood, like removing a bag of useless dregs.

His death was so quiet that it ironically benefited Zhao Yuan.

Later, as expected, not even a corpse was left behind. The patrolling puppet dragged it into the Return-to-Origin Array, where its soul was refined into Soul Fluid and its bones and blood became Gathering Qi Pills.

But Wang Dong wasn't a fool; in his second life, he returned with his memories intact.

On the night he arrived at the summit, instead of waiting to die in his room, he took advantage of the darkness to circle around from the back of the mountain to Zhao Yuan's house, clutching a sharpened stone in his hand.

Zhao Yuan was meditating and circulating his internal energy, completely unprepared.

He reached inside and started stabbing wildly, from behind and from the neck, until Zhao Yuan was covered in blood.

But Zhao Yuan ultimately failed to become a cultivator. He fought back desperately, and the two rolled on the ground, locked in a fierce battle.

Wang Dong, risking half his life, managed to place his hand on Zhao Yuan's crown chakra and activate the Blood Origin Sublimation Scripture when Zhao Yuan was on his last breath.

At that time, he hadn't even cultivated his own true qi, and his sacrificial power was pitifully weak. However, Zhao Yuan had already been severely injured, and he was both shocked and furious, losing his composure.

Wang Dong just like that, he completely drained the other party dry.

He was barely clinging to life, sitting against the wall, covered in blood.

If it weren't for his memories of his first life, and if he hadn't struck first, he would have been the one to die on the second night.

Wang Dong was never one to passively accept his fate; he was cunning, ruthless, and incredibly patient.

However, his talent was too poor; even after ten lifetimes, he still couldn't cross the threshold of Foundation Establishment.

But now, through his body, Chen Du could see clearly that this man's ruthlessness and tenacity, combined with his own comprehension and trump cards, would be more terrifying than any talent in a place like the Motian Sect.

Zhao Yuan is dead, but the debts accumulated by Wang Dong Dongjiu are far from being paid off.

Chen Du was unaware that at that moment, a magic mirror was suspended above Butterfly Dragon Peak, its surface rippling like water, reflecting the scene inside his room without any omissions.

On the other side of the mirror, in a side hall of the sect, a young man leaned lazily against a soft couch, playing with a jade slip in his hand, but his gaze was fixed on the mirror.

He watched helplessly as Chen Du unleashed his true energy, and as Chen Du turned Zhao Yuan into a dried corpse with a backhand.

The young man's previously indifferent expression finally changed. He sat up from the couch, his eyes flashing with a sharp light. "They can even turn the tables on us like this?"

He had expected tonight to be like any other night, a predictable sacrificial scene.

After all, these low-level trash who were assigned to Butterfly Dragon Peak were cultivating the first level of the Blood Origin Sublimation Scripture.

Even if someone is ruthless and can kill one or two people through sneak attacks, they will eventually be drained of their life force.

Not only did Chen Du cultivate true qi, but he also activated the power of sacrifice in such a short time, cleanly and efficiently eliminating Zhao Yuan, whose cultivation was higher than his!

"Interesting." The young man smiled and slipped the jade slip into his sleeve. "However, that's all it is— the Blood Origin Sublimation Scripture, but only a low-grade Yellow Rank."

He's right. In the path of the Golden-Nature Fruition, the cultivation method is divided into Fourth Tier: Heaven, Earth, Profound, and Yellow. Each level is further divided into three grades: high, medium, and low.

The Blood Origin Sublimation Scripture is merely the lowest-grade cultivation technique that the Motian Sect discarded to its outer disciples. It is only a low-grade Yellow Rank technique, barely even qualifying as a top-tier technique.

What they received was only the first level.

No matter how strong Chen Du is now, he is only at the first level of Qi Refining.

"These kinds of cultivation techniques involving cause and effect can indeed be deduced further. With this kid's comprehension, he might even be able to deduce the second level." The young man stood up, paced back and forth in the hall, and said in a cold tone, "But ordinary disciples would never have this ability."

Moreover, even if he could deduce the second level, it would probably take him his entire lifespan, let alone the third, fourth, fifth, and sixth levels.

Each floor is completely different.

What happens to cultivation techniques after Foundation Establishment? The Foundation Establishment chapter of the Blood Origin Sublimation Scripture can only be obtained from the sect.

If he wanted to climb the ladder covertly, he couldn't avoid this door.

The senior brother revealed an expression of anticipation, for it had been a long time since such an interesting insect had appeared in the Gu basin of Butterfly Dragon Peak.

He was eager to see just how far the insect could crawl.

The next morning, Chen Du left the stone house.

He did not conceal his Qi Refining Level 1 cultivation level and went to the Dharma Transmission Pavilion first along the mountain path of Butterfly Dragon Peak.

Anyone who cultivates true qi can immediately be registered as an outer disciple and receive an outer disciple token.

The last time he came to this place with the others to receive the basic training manual, he only lined up and received a thin booklet.

When he returned, the senior disciple guarding the pavilion personally registered him and gave him a token.

Unlike the last time, his senior brother immediately smiled and said, "Junior brother, you've arrived early. Are you here to receive the subsequent techniques of the Blood Origin Sublimation Scripture? You've already completed the first level of Qi Refining; it's time to receive the second through sixth levels."

As he spoke, he turned and took out a jade slip from the back pavilion, handing it to him with both hands, and added warmly, "Junior brother has good talent; no wonder you were able to master it so quickly. Please come often in the future."

Chen Du accepted the jade slip and thanked him.

The man chatted with him for a few more minutes, his words full of friendly intent, a stark contrast to his previous coldness when he wouldn't even look up.

After leaving the Dharma Transmission Pavilion, he went to the Pill-Artifact Hall.

This time, the disciple in charge greeted everyone with a smile, not only giving them Gathering Qi Pills as usual, but also giving them an extra bottle of Blood-Nourishing Powder, saying it would be useful for Qi Refining and cultivating the vital energy in the Early Stages of Qi Refining.

Chen Du glanced at the bottle of Blood-Nourishing Powder, said nothing, and accepted it.

He went to the Artifact Pavilion again, and the senior brother in charge of the storeroom made an exception and allowed him to enter the edge of the inner storeroom, where he picked out a low-grade throwing knife and a dusty gray inner armor.

It is said that... the equipment is much better than that of ordinary registered disciples.

Chen Du knew clearly that it wasn't these people who had changed, but his own identity.

In the Motian Sect, the first level of Qi Refining is considered an outer disciple.

Outer disciples and registered disciples differ by only one level in name, yet their treatment is worlds apart.

The disciples on the official notice list are like Gu worms, materials, consumables that can be crushed at will.

Outer disciples, at least those who are registered, are barely considered half-people; they have their own cave dwellings, monthly stipends, and the right to travel between the various peaks.

More importantly, they are qualified to receive the first six levels of the complete "Blood Origin Sublimation Scripture".

Back in his newly assigned cave dwelling, Chen Du activated the array, closed the cave door, and then took out the jade slip.

The jade slip was placed between the eyebrows, and the six layers of cultivation techniques unfolded in sequence.

His own deduced route, compared with the sect's version, indeed showed discrepancies.

He silently noted the differences and integrated the original version with his own deductions.

Once you've mastered all six levels, Qi Refining the sixth level of Qi Refining will no longer be a problem.

As for timing, with his talent kicking in again, it only takes ten minutes.

However, the senior brothers in the sect couldn't wait that long.

With a loud bang, the stone door of the cave was violently blasted open from the outside, sending fragments flying and causing the lights on the cave walls to flicker.

Chen Du opened his eyes. Moonlight streamed in from outside the cave, and a figure swaggered in.

The newcomer was tall and thin, with fair skin, narrow eyes, and a tiny black mole on his left cheek.

He wore a grayish-blue robe typical of inner disciples, with the sleeves rolled up to his forearms, and a string of small jade bottles hanging from his waist, jingling as he walked.

This person... was none other than the senior brother who was on duty at the pill hall during the day and gave him the pills; his name was Song Qian.

Song Qian stood in the center of the cave, smiling as he patted the stone dust off his robes. He cupped his hands in a respectful greeting to Chen Du, "Junior brother, I've come to see you again. It's been so long! I've missed you dearly."

Chen Du had sprung up from the stone bed the moment the stone door was breached, leaning against the wall with a look of utter fear on his face. "Senior Brother Song, why... why did you force your way into my cave? The sect has an order that outer disciples' caves cannot be entered without permission. Aren't you afraid of being punished by the Law Enforcement Hall?"

Song Qian's smile widened, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

He gently shook his head, and suddenly released his aura.

His originally gentle and ordinary aura suddenly surged, and spiritual energy churned around him like a tide. In the blink of an eye, he reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining!

That's right. As a Qi Refining Grandmaster, he had long been accepted as a true disciple by Foundation Establishment True Person. Logically speaking, he should have a very high status, so how could he possibly be a duty disciple?

The reason he pretended to be at the early stage of Qi Refining was simply because being a disciple on duty would give him a legitimate reason to interact with all the new disciples.

You can then... fish without any restraint!

I'll pretend I'm in the early stages of Qi Refining, but I'm actually at the peak of Qi Refining! My strength is a thousand times greater than yours.

"Junior brother, you're being too polite." Song Qian spoke gently, taking a step forward slowly. "The Blood Origin True Qi you possess is of great use to me. You probably don't know how big the difference is between having entered the Qi Refining Realm and not."

Disciples who haven't entered the Qi Refining but are still registered disciples are only mediocre when captured for medicine. However, once they enter the Qi Refining and become outer disciples, their True Essence, blood marrow, and soul become the best medicinal ingredients.

You've just broken through, you have no backing, no master, and you live in such a remote place. If I don't train you, I'll feel like I'm doing myself a disservice."

He paused, then smiled gently at Chen Du, "My batch of Blood-Spirit Great Medicine is just missing your key ingredient."

Before he finished speaking, two more soft sounds came from outside the cave.

Two figures entered the cave, one on the left and one on the right.

The man on the left was burly, with a dark complexion and large hands. He was the senior brother on duty at the Artifact Pavilion, named Han Zhong.

The man on the right, of medium build, with a smile on his face and a folding fan in his hand, is Wang Jian of the Dharma Transmission Pavilion.

They also released their auras, and they were both at the Qi Refining Great Perfection!

Similarly, they were all fishing.

The three men formed a triangular shape around Chen Du, like hunting dogs surrounding a newly weaned hare.

Han Zhong and enthusiastic voice, said excitedly, "Song Qian, you can't keep this good thing to yourself! I want a share of that kid's spiritual root, soul, and that Blood Origin True Qi that's been refined to the first level. My magic weapons are in need of a spirit."

Wang Jian lightly waved his folding fan and replied with a smile, "Everyone who sees it gets a share. My Dharma Transmission Pavilion Enforcement Puppet Pavilion is also lacking a few main souls recently."

"My junior brother possesses spiritual roots and has cultivated the Blood Origin Sublimation Art. The true energy he has cultivated is of excellent quality, enough for three people to share."

Song Qian glanced back at them, not angry at all, but simply sighed softly, "Alright, alright, we're fellow disciples, so we should share the benefits. However, don't ruin my medicinal catalyst during the refining process."

He said this as casually as if he were sharing a piece of pork at the market.

They don't need to worry; the other side can turn the tables on them.

Can a mere Qi Refining Level 1 fighter defeat three Qi Refining Level 6 fighters?

With the war intensifying, they are forced to resort to any means to enhance their strength.

Fishing requires absolute certainty.

Things with low risk and high returns can be addictive.

The three said no more and simultaneously approached Chen Du.

Chen Du leaned against the wall, the fear on his face gradually fading until only a pair of extremely calm eyes remained.

He slowly straightened his back, his voice rising from his throat with a chill only he knew. "Senior brothers, are you really going to make a move here?"

Chen Du suddenly laughed, the laughter echoing in the cave, tinged with mockery and coldness.

Instead of retreating, he took a step forward.

Chen Du's aura suddenly changed, Blood Origin True Qi surged out of his body like a river bursting its banks!

The three men who had been pressing forward stopped in their tracks, their smiles freezing on their faces.

In just a short time, Chen Du had already broken through to the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, and he possessed Divine Status with abundant spiritual energy.

Enough with your nonsense...

"You!" Song Qian narrowed his eyes and exclaimed, "How could you be at the Qi Refining Great Perfection? This is impossible!"

Chen Du's Qi Refining Great Perfection Realm is completely different from Song Qian's Qi Refining Great Perfection Realm. The purity of his True Essence and the stability of his aura even surpass the combined strength of the three of them.

He raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the three faces one by one, finally settling on Song Qian's fair face. "You've delivered yourselves to my doorstep, saving me a lot of trouble."

Song Qian's face was extremely grim, and Wang Jian and Han Zhong were also on high alert.

The three of them activated their inner energy almost simultaneously and rushed towards Chen Du.

But Chen Du was faster than they had imagined. With a flick of his finger, his Blood Origin True Qi condensed into a line, directly piercing through Han Zhong's dantian.

Han Zhong screamed and staggered backward, his massive body crashing into the stone wall, cracking the entire wall with spiderweb-like patterns.

Wang Jian snapped his folding fan shut, and three cold beams shot out from the fan ribs, aiming straight for Chen Du's throat.

Chen Du neither dodged nor evaded, but extended his right palm. Although the essence of the Taixu World Fist was not fully unleashed, even the slightest hint of the power of a realm was terrifying enough.

As the palm strike passed, three cold beams of light were sent flying back, piercing Wang Jian's own chest.

He looked down at the three silver needles, opened his mouth, blood and foam gushed from his throat, and his body went limp and collapsed.

Song Qian was terrified and dared not linger in the fight any longer. He turned around and tried to flee.

Chen Du wouldn't give him a chance; he took a step forward and was already behind him.

He reached out and grabbed Song Qian by the back of the neck, lifting him up.

Song Qian struggled desperately, his Qi Refining Great Perfection True Qi pouring out haphazardly, yet he couldn't even tear through Chen Du's protective True Qi.

Chen Du leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Weren't you going to refine me into medicine? Fine, now, your cultivation, souls, True Essence, and magical artifacts are all mine."

Having said that, he closed his five fingers and forcefully poured the power of the Taixu World Fist into Song Qian's body.

Song Qian didn't even have time to scream before his body exploded in mid-air, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

Before the blood mist could even land, it was completely absorbed by the surging Blood Origin True Qi around Chen Du.

The cave fell silent again. Three corpses lay on the ground: two were dead against the wall, and one had turned into a blood mist, leaving only a few pieces of cloth scattered around.

Chen Du slowly finished his practice, his internal Blood Origin True Qi surging like a tonic.

He walked to the storage bags left by the three people, picked them up one by one, and looked again at the pitch-black mountain night outside the cave.

He previously thought that the Motian Sect ate people because people were just resources there.

Now he understands more and more clearly that in the Motian Sect, if you don't eat people, people will eat you.

Therefore, he would no longer hesitate for even a moment!