Great Harvest

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Wen Jiu leaped into the tunnel along with many disciples of the Night Patrol Division.

The moment they landed, a surge of Blood Qi mixed with dense Death Qi assaulted them. For ordinary Qi Refining Cultivators, this would be a suffocating sensation, making it difficult to even breathe smoothly. But for Wen Jiu, it was paradise.

Every breath of Blood Qi brought him joy.

It felt like being in a vast grassland.

Wen Jiu glanced at the Black Zombie beside him. The Black Zombie was excitedly hopping around, drawing the attention of others.

"No choice."

Wen Jiu had to restrain it.

"Stop hopping!

You'll get to eat later!"

Following that, Wen Jiu looked forward in the direction everyone else was gazing. He saw a blood-red tunnel stretching endlessly ahead, one zhang wide and one zhang high. The sides of the tunnel were covered in claw marks from demonic beasts.

After walking a hundred zhang inward, they gradually began to see the corpses of Blood Robe Tower remnants. Within another thirty zhang, they discovered thirty to fifty bodies.

Seeing the Blood Robe Tower remnants lying in pools of blood, the expressions of the Night Patrol Division disciples gradually turned stern.

And increasingly solemn.

Wen Jiu, walking at the very back, watched the scene with his heart itching.

Blood!

Cultivator's blood!

Wouldn't it be a waste not to absorb all of it to nurture the corpse?

With this thought, Wen Jiu slowed his pace, deliberately staying at the back, allowing the Black Zombie to begin absorbing all the blood on the ground.

A few Night Patrol Division disciples who noticed this had complex expressions, even a hint of disgust, but they also knew Wen Jiu was affiliated with Mu Canglong and Manager Liu, so they dared not say anything more.

However, they couldn't help but quicken their pace, intending to leave Wen Jiu behind.

Wen Jiu simply stopped.

After everyone had walked far away, he took out his Corpse Eye and began absorbing the blood on a large scale. In a hundred breaths, he had completely drained it.

The amount of blood obtained was comparable to absorbing Blood Qi in the central area of the Dead Corpse Land for half an hour.

It had to be from recently deceased individuals.

However, as he moved forward, the Night Patrol Division disciples were nowhere to be seen. Before him were only seven or eight branching paths.

At the forks, there were corpses of Blood Robe Tower remnants and also corpses of Flying Immortal Peak disciples. Wen Jiu collected them all.

Then, he headed towards the leftmost path—because he could sense that the Blood Qi was emanating from this direction. The other forks also had Blood Qi, but not much Death Qi. Only this path was continuously pouring out Death Qi.

Death Qi.

Something that could improve the Yin Province Corpse Nurturing Art.

Wen Jiu naturally didn't want to miss it.

After walking a thousand steps into it, he again found some corpses of Blood Robe Tower remnants, but not many.

After absorbing them, more than a dozen branching paths appeared. Wen Jiu still proceeded along the path where the Death Qi was surging.

Continuing forward, the tunnel gradually narrowed, only wide enough for one or two people to pass at a time. Furthermore, there were no more Blood Robe Tower remnants to be seen. Instead, he frequently saw the terrifying corpses of Flying Immortal Peak disciples.

Some were bitten to death by some kind of insect, their bodies rotting.

Some were directly torn apart by something, looking even more miserable than Chen Feng.

After completely absorbing them, Wen Jiu continued forward. After walking for about a quarter of an hour, the surroundings became extremely quiet, with only the sound of the whistling yin wind. However, the Blood Qi and Death Qi grew increasingly dense.

At this moment.

The density of Blood Qi was several times that of the central area of the Dead Corpse Land!

With anticipation, Wen Jiu hurried forward, while also guarding against the dangers that might appear at the various branching intersections.

Thus.

After navigating through another seven or eight forks, Wen Jiu arrived in front of a wall with a huge crack in it.

The dense Blood Qi and Death Qi were leaking out from there.

Wen Jiu took a closer look at the origin of the crack. It seemed to be caused by the impact of a Magic Tool used by a cultivator, but it wasn't an impact from the outside; it was cracked from the inside. For safety, Wen Jiu immediately cast the Three Rivers Ghost Concealment.

Silently approaching the crack, he heard sounds from beyond it, as if someone was busy moving things.

He focused his gaze.

It was three Blood Robe Tower remnants.

But they were all at the third level of Qi Cultivation.

It was quite powerful.

When Wen Jiu looked down, his expression suddenly froze—in the center of the stone chamber was a massive blood pool.

The blood in the pool churned, and the leaked Blood Qi and Death Qi didn't even amount to a tenth of what was in the stone chamber.

With just one glance, Wen Jiu's desire surged infinitely; the Blood Qi in the Dead Corpse Land was nothing compared to this. If he could absorb all of this blood, he couldn't imagine how strong the Black Zombie would become.

What realm could the Death Qi within it allow him to reach?

"What do these Blood Robe Tower remnants intend to do, accumulating so much vital blood..."

"How many people did they have to kill?"

Wen Jiu was secretly astonished.

He had planned to use Blood Corpse Escape to enter after the three left, but unexpectedly, after the trio finished packing other things, they took out three bottle-shaped magic tools and began collecting the blood from the pool, as if intending to take it all away.

Wen Jiu was stunned.

Don't move!

That's mine!

Without time to think, Wen Jiu decisively had the Black Zombie forcefully break open a crack and charge into the stone chamber. Using the fastest speed of Three Rivers Ghost Concealment, he attacked the nearest Blood Robe Tower remnant.

Bang—

The crack exploded.

The moment the three looked up, the Black Zombie had already reached one of them.

The man's expression changed drastically. Unable to retract his bottle in time, he panicked and pulled out a magic tool to defend himself, but the Black Zombie, empowered by Three Rivers Ghost Concealment, was too fast and had already slammed directly into him.

Claws pierced his chest.

The man was torn apart by the Black Zombie on the spot.

"A ghost!"

"How can there be a ghost!"

The other two's expressions changed dramatically. They quickly put away their bottle-shaped magic tools, then controlled their magic tools and activated talismans, retreating while attacking the Black Zombie. Wen Jiu quickly circled behind, brought out the Corpse Eye, and unleashed the Yin Mana he had accumulated.

The Corpse Eye instantly erupted with a surging tide of gray Yin Mana, drowning the two of them.

In just an instant.

The activated talismans were destroyed by the Corpse Eye, and the bodies of the two began to rapidly rot and dry out. Blood continuously sprayed from their skin, a tragic sight that made even Wen Jiu shiver.

In just three breaths, after all the Yin Mana was unleashed, the two had turned into a pool of rotten blood and mud.

"This..."

Although the killing power of the Corpse Eye after using Yin Mana was surprisingly effective.

The method of killing was truly helpless.

It was more terrifying than how the Blood Robe Tower remnants killed people. If anyone saw this, wouldn't they call him a Blood Robe Tower remnant?

This was truly...

Helpless.

And also melancholic.

Putting aside his thoughts, Wen Jiu quickly had the Corpse Eye and the Black Zombie frantically absorb the massive amount of vital blood from the blood pool.

In just a hundred breaths.

It was equivalent to absorbing Blood Qi for a full day in the central area of the Dead Corpse Land.

Fifteen minutes later.

The Black Zombie could no longer absorb.

The Blood Transformation Body's capacity had reached its limit, but the Black Zombie still wanted to absorb more, so Wen Jiu directly pulled it away.

He was afraid the Black Zombie would over-absorb.

Fortunately, the Corpse Eye could still absorb.

At the same time, Wen Jiu also picked up the three bottled magic tools and began absorbing blood while controlling four magic tools simultaneously.

To be honest, controlling four magic tools at once was something he wouldn't even dare to imagine usually; his Spiritual Sense already felt like it was tearing apart.

But Wen Jiu gritted his teeth and persevered.

The longer he persisted, the more vital blood he would gain.

This was a once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity, and Wen Jiu didn't want to miss it!

However.

Just as he persisted for fifteen minutes.

Wen Jiu suddenly felt someone rapidly approaching. The aura was that of the Blood Robe Tower expert who was fighting the Flying Immortal Peak Master.

Following closely behind were the Flying Immortal Peak Master and several other powerful figures.

"I really..."

Although Wen Jiu was unwilling and reluctant, he could only immediately stop his movements and escape from the crack.

Damn it!

He had only absorbed half of the essence blood in that blood pool!

Only half.

Just a few breaths after escaping the crack, Wen Jiu heard a voice. It was from a Blood Robe Tower expert.

"Ji Qiubai, don't run... Your body has been completely eroded by my Shadow's End Poison and is on the verge of collapse."

Wen Jiu quickly used the Three Rivers Ghost Concealment again.

He was unwilling to move again.

He didn't even dare to breathe.

"The Peak Master lost?!" Wen Jiu was secretly shocked.

Then he heard the Peak Master of Flying Immortal Peak, Ji Qiubai, speak coldly, his voice growing weaker, "I didn't expect your Blood Robe Tower to have so many contingency plans... You even have your people among the elders of my Flying Immortal Peak..."

Hearing this.

Wen Jiu's heart skipped a beat.

It's over.

He had heard something he shouldn't have.

Abruptly.

A familiar voice suddenly appeared, filled with coldness, "It's right to not expect it."

Upon hearing this voice, Wen Jiu's mind buzzed. A face he had seen before flashed before his eyes, but he couldn't be sure. Because if it was him, it would be too outrageous.

Soon.

Wen Jiu heard a thud.

It was the sound of Ji Qiubai falling.

After Ji Qiubai fell, three laughter suddenly erupted.

Wen Jiu was stunned.

There was still one more person!

Were there traitorous elders in Flying Immortal Peak as well?

But at this moment, that familiar voice suddenly rang out, "A battle just happened here... And half the essence blood in the blood pool is gone! No, someone was just stealing essence blood here!"

As the words fell.

The Blood Robe Tower expert's gaze instantly shifted to the crack not far away.

"There!"

As this voice sounded.

Wen Jiu turned pale with fright and hurriedly used the Blood Corpse Escape, instantly arriving at a stone cave five miles away.

Although he could no longer hear the commotion behind him, Wen Jiu continued to use the Blood Corpse Escape, returning to the Corpse Qi mark.

After leaving the underground cave.

Wen Jiu sat down on the ground.

He felt cold sweat breaking out on his back.

He was almost discovered!

"Fortunately, I have the Blood Corpse Escape!" Wen Jiu secretly rejoiced, no longer regretting only absorbing half of the blood pool.

At the same time.

The Blood Robe Tower expert rushed out of the crack, scanned his surroundings, and his Spiritual Sense swept wildly outwards.

At the same time, he threw out a Yin Talisman.

But he didn't capture anything.

Only then did he return to the cave.

"He escaped very quickly, and I couldn't capture any aura!" The Blood Robe Tower expert's expression was somewhat grim.

Their conversation just now had likely been overheard by him.

If this were to get out...

"It's a Ghost Cultivator... And this aura is a bit familiar... It seems to have appeared in Flying Immortal Peak before..." The old man, whose face was hidden by his robes, slowly squatted down, carefully examining the torn corpse.

"How do you know?"

"Someone once used our name to kill people in Flying Immortal Peak. I secretly went to the scene."

"Then he's all yours! Make sure you find him. This guy stole half the vital blood we'd gathered for the Alliance Leader, forcing us to kill another fifty thousand mortals... Find him and save us the trouble of risking a city massacre."

"Mm-hmm."

The old man responded with a chilling tone.

[Another three thousand characters.

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