Selfless Heart

Zhang Chen had barely stepped out into the courtyard when he understood why the servants were making such a clamor. The water they had drawn was crimson as blood, its stench assaulting the nostrils.

"Great Lord, the well is bleeding!" A servant saw Zhang Chen emerge and hurried forward to report.

"The well is bleeding?" Zhang Chen froze at the words. How could a well bleed?

Zhang Chen hurried forward and saw a group of servants gathered around the buckets by the well, crying out in alarm. Before he even approached, the reeking stench had already reached him—the smell of rotting blood.

"Make way! Great Lord is here!" the steward barked. The servants immediately scattered and stood respectfully to one side.

A steward stepped forward and said respectfully, "My lord, the water from the well suddenly turned to blood. I fear we have provoked some Evil Being. Please make a decision, Great Lord."

Zhang Chen stepped forward and glanced at the bloody water in the bucket, then lowered his head to look into the well. A trace of lamentation appeared in his eyes. As the Blood Dao Lord, he could naturally sense that the red water before him was indeed blood. Blood had seeped underground and polluted the subterranean water veins.

"Just how many people have died in the South of the River Lands, for even the underground water veins to be polluted?" Zhang Chen sighed softly.

Though he had Blood God Sons capable of manifesting a sea of blood, he could not watch over the entire northern lands. He could only have them lie in wait beneath battlefields or places where people gathered in dense numbers. Yet even so, the blood of dead living beings still polluted the underground water veins.

"There is no Evil Being in the well.