"Elder Mu, good morning!"
"Elder Mu!"
The people on the road gradually grew fewer. Elder Mu, a highly respected member of the Hou Yi Tribe, quietly slipped out of everyone's sight and arrived at a hidden cavern.
The moment he stepped inside, the faint smell of rotting flesh filled the air.
There was an earthen pit inside, filled with the corpses of mountain birds and beasts.
Elder Mu's face was faintly pale at this moment... He hurried to the end of the cavern, then suddenly froze in shock.
A dozen or so powerful beasts lay in pools of blood at the end. Their throats had all been slit, and they had been bled to death!
Elder Mu's expression changed drastically. Suddenly, an eerie laugh rang out from within the cavern.
"Who... Who's there?! Who are you?!"
"Elder Mu, how dare you secretly cultivate the forbidden technique, Blood Sorcery, here?"
"I don't know what you're talking about! You sneaky bastard, come out if you've got the guts!" Elder Mu shouted.
The laughter grew increasingly sinister. Elder Mu suddenly felt his blood surging and boiling inside him. The pain nearly made him collapse.
"Those who cultivate forbidden techniques must consume fresh blood every day at noon. Otherwise, their blood and qi will feel as though they're burning... Elder Mu, you haven't drunk blood for several days, have you? If you keep holding out, can you really endure it?"
"Blood... Blood... I need blood! Give me blood!"
Suddenly, a panicked goat rushed into the cavern. Elder Mu pounced on it like a madman, biting through its neck in one bite. The bloody, sinister aura inside the cavern grew increasingly intense...
He emerged from the cavern with a grim expression, blood still staining the corners of his mouth... Elder Mu suddenly stopped. Two