The Plot Begins to Turn

As someone who came from the Eastern Ling Clan, how could he not know the Leech Clan's Blood Exchange Secret Method?

Moreover, he once inadvertently revealed that the reason why the Dongfang Clan used the Pure Yang Flame was related to their own bloodline.

He didn't suspect anything before because there was no catalyst.

He immediately realized what Jin Renfeng wanted to do.

He believed that Jin Renfeng was so intelligent that he couldn't possibly have missed this point.

You could say that Jin Renfeng's character was flawed, but you absolutely cannot say that Jin Renfeng talent and comprehension were lacking.

As an outsider, he was able to cultivate his control over Pure Yang Flame to a level even higher than that of Dongfang Huaizhu, a member of the main family, by practicing Fire Control Technique.

Jin Renfeng's talent and intelligence are absolutely among the best in the world.

Even so, he cannot simply kill Jin Renfeng now.

He was nearing the end of his life, and even without Jin Renfeng's influence, he didn't say much more, as he was likely to live a long life.

He died, but Dongfang Huaizhu and Dongfang Qinlan had not yet fully grown up.

He had a premonition that the Eastern Ling Clan would not let his family go, and that they would definitely come knocking on their door soon.

Jin Renfeng was the guarantee he found for the two sisters.

But no one knows where things went wrong, because none of the Dongfang sisters thought Jin Renfeng was good enough for them.

If one of the two sisters truly falls for Jin Renfeng, then it wouldn't be unreasonable for her to give Jin Renfeng her spiritual blood before she dies.

The Dongfang Spiritual Blood is actually no different from other magical Magic Treasure; only those who possess the Dongfang Spiritual Blood can create Pure Yang Flame.

The bodies of the Dongfang Clan seem to be machines capable of producing Dongfang Spiritual Blood.

The magic power drives the Dongfang Spiritual Blood to generate the Pure Yang Flame, Demon-Slaying Divine Flame. Isn't that a vivid description?

Therefore, the Dongfang Spiritual Blood is a kind of unusual magical Magic Treasure.

This is why one can unleash Pure Yang Flame after a blood transfusion.

If one of his daughters takes a liking to Jin Renfeng, it wouldn't be unreasonable for him to give his spiritual blood to Jin Renfeng after his death.

In that case, with Jin Renfeng's talent, he could definitely protect Shenhuo Mountain Villa for sixty years, just like him.

The problem now is that none of them are interested in him, and Jin Renfeng has also developed a desire for the Dongfang Spiritual Blood.

"Father?"

Seeing her father lost in thought, Dongfang Huaizhu couldn't help but call out softly.

Dongfang Guyue immediately snapped back to reality.

"Is Father alright?"

Dongfang Huaizhu didn't understand what was going on. It was just a rumor. Even if Jin Renfeng really had some connection with the Leech Demon, wouldn't the final result be that Jin Renfeng killed her?

As long as the Leech Demon dies, Jin Renfeng will not be guilty of betraying the human race.

After all, humans and demons...

The Heavenly Demon Pavilion still exists in this world.

"It's nothing, it's just that things haven't been peaceful in the Martial World lately. If you're going out, remember to bring more people with you."

Also, you should spend more time cultivating in the future. Ultimately, the Shenhuo Mountain Villa will have to be handed over to you.

Dongfang Guyue ultimately had no intention of killing Jin Renfeng.

Shenhuo Mountain Villa can only rely on Jin Renfeng right now, and he needs Jin Renfeng to maintain the Shenhuo Mountain Villa's reputation during this period.

Meanwhile, Dongfang Huaizhu and the others must work hard to cultivate, otherwise the two of them will not be able to support the size of the Shenhuo Mountain Villa.

Meanwhile...

Jin Renfeng changed instantly upon returning to his residence.

He sat at the table with a very gloomy expression.

"Old man, do you really think you're the only smart person in the world?"

As long as I don't have the Shenhuo Mountain Villa will ultimately still be mine.

Jin Renfeng carefully took out two kinds of pills, one red and one blue, from under the floor tiles in the corner of the room.

He had originally planned to delay for a while longer.

But that won't work now; Dongfang Guyue will definitely become suspicious of him.

Don't give me that "let's stay quiet for a while and wait for things to calm down before taking action."

Now is the best time for him to make his move.

Everyone would think he would behave himself during this period, but he just doesn't.

"Master, blame yourself for telling me the secret of the spirit blood."

If you hadn't told me those things, I probably wouldn't have had these thoughts.

Click!

Amidst the flashing lightning, Jin Renfeng's ferocious expression appeared utterly terrifying.

Two years have passed in the blink of an eye.

The Inner Circle has become unusually lively in the past two years.

An organization called Mask has quietly emerged, and they travel within the Inner Circle, challenging the authority of various powerful clans.

To slay demons and monsters and protect the interests of humanity.

They explored all that was unknown, attempting to uncover the truth of the world.

Meanwhile, as time passed, Dongfang Guyue, the Manor Lord Shenhuo Mountain Villa, began to suffer from illness due to old age and gradually stopped handling all matters in the manor.

Jin Renfeng seemed to have been well-behaved for two years, and personally served Dongfang Guyue tea, water, soup, and medicine every day.

However, he gradually gained control of a portion of the Shenhuo Mountain Villa and removed the "stigma" from his body.

However, in order to prevent the plan from being exposed, although he took action in advance, he reduced the amount of drug he administered by a large margin. This resulted in the effect that could have been achieved in a year now taking two whole years to be realized.

"Sigh, the village's finances are falling further and further behind."

Dongfang Huaizhu frowned deeply as she looked at the monthly financial statements in her hand.

Dongfang Guyue handed over the reins of the Shenhuo Mountain Villa to Dongfang Huaizhu, but Dongfang Huaizhu was not cut out for management.

For the past two years, the mountain resort's income has been declining every month. In addition, the daily dosage of medicine for Dongfang Guyue has been gradually increasing, and the Shenhuo Mountain Villa's finances are about to run into deficit.

"Um, then, I'll eat less?"

Dongfang Qinlan looked at the roasted chicken leg in her hand, feeling awkward and unsure whether to put it down or put it in her mouth.

"I wasn't talking about you."

How much is a roast chicken worth?

What's truly valuable are cultivation resources and various spiritual herbs.

If we can't find a solution soon, the village's cultivation resources will run out.

In fact, the cultivation resources within the manor are sufficient, but Dongfang Guyue's expenditures are too great, which has already dragged down the manor's finances.

Even knowing this, she couldn't possibly tell Dongfang Guyue, "Father, your existence is affecting the operation of the manor, so you should just die!"

She couldn't possibly do such a thing.

However, if the disciples' cultivation resources were affected, then Shenhuo Mountain Villa would be completely unable to continue operating.

"So what happened?"

Dongfang Qinlan's face lit up when she realized that this wasn't what she was looking for. She then swallowed the chicken leg into her mouth and asked vaguely.

"My father's medication dosage is increasing, and it's becoming increasingly difficult to buy high-quality medicinal herbs."

The mountain villa only has enough herbs for one month, and it's unclear when the next batch will be ready.

Despite her delicate frame, Dongfang Huaizhu carried the lives of the entire Shenhuo Mountain Villa and Dongfang Guyue.

She simply couldn't handle that pressure.

"Ah, this..."

Dongfang Qinlan was dumbfounded; she had no idea that the situation at the manor was so dire.

With a sudden thought, Dongfang Qinlan's eyes lit up.

"Sister, why don't we go and gather the herbs ourselves? With your cultivation level, you should be able to gather even more!"

Looking at Dongfang Huaizhu's haggard appearance, Dongfang Qinlan felt that she should take her out for a walk, otherwise Dongfang Huaizhu would die on this desk one day.

"Ah, this..."

Dongfang Huaizhu's eyes flickered with longing, but she couldn't rest easy about the affairs of the manor.

"Don't worry, sister. The Jin Ren Pig. He wouldn't dare do anything. Otherwise, I would have cut off his supply of divine fire."

"Dongfang Qinlan I said proudly."

"Okay then!"

Thinking about Dongfang Guyue and the supply of medicinal herbs for next month, she finally agreed to Dongfang Qinlan's proposal.