Blood Demon Killing Curse

"What were you doing here? If I hadn't happened to pass by, would you still be alive?" Xiang Hui knew that although this Senior Brother possessed profound cultivation, he was stubbornly rigid. Naturally, Xiang Hui did not dare tell him why the four of them had come, and instead spun a skyful of lies. "Senior Brother! Haven't we joined the Dragon Group now? We just received word that the Monster Alliance had erupted into internal strife, Tianxuan Blood Demon was severely injured, and that Ling Fei of Kunlun wanted us to come investigate. We had just arrived when we ran into those monsters."

"Hmph! Wasn't Ling Fei sending you here to die? Tianxuan Blood Demon is a monster cultivated from thousand-year-old tainted blood that absorbed death qi. Even if the sect master wielded the Purple and Azure Twin Swords, the two would only be evenly matched. Even severely injured, he is still not someone you can handle. Not to mention that each of the four great monsters under his command is stronger than you. Ling Fei relies on being from Kunlun to strike at us of Shu Mountain in secret. His heart is far too vicious! I will definitely find a chance to compete with him and see whether his Liulan Sword is stronger or my Golden Light Sword is stronger!"

The moment Xiang Hui heard this, his heart blossomed with joy. A stream of nonsense from him had actually provoked Senior Brother's fury. Let Senior Brother compete with Ling Fei. He had heard that Senior Brother's swordsmanship had reached the realm of wielding the sword with the spirit, just one step from the supreme realm of Ten Thousand Swords from the Heart. Ling Fei would definitely be no match for him. Then they could humiliate him viciously before the Dragon Group members and see if he still dared point fingers at them.

Senior Brother took several pills from his robe. Their colors flowed, and a delicate fragrance struck the nose. "These four Heavenly Spirit Pills were recently refined by the sect master, using medicinal ingredients such as hundred-year ginseng, poria, and purple ganoderma. They will greatly benefit your cultivation. I happened to bring some with me. You have all suffered minor injuries, so they are just what you need!" Xiang Hui happily accepted the Heavenly Spirit Pills and thought, Wonderful. Taking one Heavenly Spirit Pill can increase one's cultivation by at least ten years. If Shu Mountain were not so wealthy and powerful, where would we find so many medicinal ingredients to refine pills? Still, our family's annual tribute to the sect master is no small amount either.

"I wonder why Tianxuan Blood Demon has made no move. But that person just now was an expert in formations! In our cultivation world, there is only one Dunjia Sect skilled in the way of formations. Its people are all mysterious and secretive. Could that person have been from the Dunjia Sect? How could he be connected to monsters?" Looking at the shattered jade token fragments on the ground, Senior Brother could make neither head nor tail of it. "I still need to investigate Junior Brother Zhao Liang's attack. Leave this place quickly." With that, he mounted his Flying Sword and transformed into a streak of golden light that vanished into the distance. Xiang Hui and the other three watched with immense envy.

"Little sister, the food you made is really too delicious!" Sitting at the dining table, Liao Xiaojin kept stuffing thin slices of tender steak into his mouth. "Hmph! You only know that now? You haven't even tasted the immortal tofu my sister makes yet. Once you do, I guarantee you'll want to swallow your tongue too." A little girl of fifteen or sixteen beside him watched Liao Xiaojin wolf down his food and spoke with a smile. "Great! Great! I'll eat your sister's tofu tomorrow..." The moment Liao Xiaojin heard there was something even better to eat, he nodded repeatedly, but then sensed that there was something wrong with his words and hurriedly stopped. Zhou Chen also understood what was inappropriate in his words, and her face flushed crimson. For a moment, both were extremely embarrassed. "Eh? Sister, why have you stopped talking? Oh, right, Sister, didn't you just take a master? Why isn't he here?" Little Fox tilted her head back and forth as she asked Zhou Chen in confusion.

After such a huge detour, the atmosphere eased slightly. Zhou Chen also found it strange and asked Liao Xiaojin, "Master has been in secluded cultivation for three days now. Why hasn't he come out? Could his injuries have been that serious? He looked fine when I saw him." Liao Xiaojin said carelessly, "It's nothing. Master is the most cunning person there is. He would rather die than suffer a loss. What could possibly happen to him? He is probably comprehending some peerless Dao art right now!" After saying that, he picked up another chunk of ribs and began gnawing on it. Seeing him like this, Little Fox could not help cursing, "Pig!"

Liao Xiaojin had gotten it completely wrong. Zhou Qing's current situation was extremely dire. Inside the spacious cultivation room, Zhou Qing stared at the golden silkworm, fully two feet long. Beneath its pair of fan-sized wings, its golden shell bulged slightly, while blood-red light coiled around its entire body. Faint waves of foul, bloody stench seeped out from it.

"Ah! I finally got to be an expert for a few days, and now I'm going to be beaten back to my original form again. What a pity! This golden silkworm was about to evolve to the four-winged stage, yet it got struck by the Blood Demon Killing Curse at such a critical moment. If I had known, I wouldn't have gone to that damned Monster Alliance. Who knew Tianxuan Blood Demon was actually a monster formed from thousand-year-old tainted blood absorbing the deathly baleful qi beneath the earth? No wonder he made such a huge commotion and no one dealt with him. There was actually such a monster!" Zhou Qing let out a great sigh at the unfairness of the Heavenly Dao.

With Zhou Qing's Second Primordial Spirit in hand, he had originally been an expert of the Transformation Stage. Who could have known that Tianxuan Blood Demon's killing curse was incomparably vicious? It was refined from the most sinister deathly baleful qi in the world combined with the thousand-year-old tainted blood of its creator's own body, specifically to contaminate Primordial Spirit artifacts. No matter how formidable an immortal Dao artifact was, once it touched even a trace of it, not only would it lose all spiritual qi, but even its body could be ruined. If cultivators came into contact with it, the deathly baleful qi would invade their Primordial Spirits, rot their bodies, and obediently turn them into a mass of tainted blood. Fortunately, Zhou Qing's golden silkworm Primordial Spirit body was exceptionally tough, and it had been tainted with the bloodline of the ancient demon god Chi You, allowing it to endure until now. At first, Zhou Qing could still mobilize the Samadhi True Fire within the Primordial Spirit to resist the death qi, but the Blood Demon Killing Curse could actually absorb the deathly baleful qi drifting through the air to strengthen itself. In the end, Zhou Qing had no choice but to relinquish control of the golden silkworm and withdraw his Primordial Spirit from within, lest even his divine consciousness be swallowed by the death qi.

As the bloody stench on the golden silkworm grew denser and denser, even with Zhou Qing's firm will, his heart ached unbearably. If I still can't think of a way to remove this killing curse, my Second Primordial Spirit will be finished! Then my cultivation will be inferior even to my two disciples. What am I supposed to do? I might as well die. When Zhou Qing thought of falling from a great Spirit Transformation expert to a tiny shrimp with only Qi Induction Stage - Mid Phase cultivation, he truly could not bear it. It was like a billionaire suddenly becoming a beggar by the roadside. No one could endure that.

"Damn it! I'm going all in!" Zhou Qing pulled the Nether Blood-Devouring Divine Saber, which he had never found a way to use, from the wall of the cultivation room. With a casual thrust toward the floor, pfft, the steel-reinforced concrete floor yielded like tofu. The blade sank deeply into the ground, leaving only the double-headed wolf hilt exposed. Zhou Qing then took twelve command flags from the wall. These command flags were identical to the twelve that had trapped Tianxuan Blood Demon. Their flagpoles were forged from refined steel, and their silken banners were covered in talismans embroidered with gold thread. Zhou Qing shook his head and muttered to himself, "Good thing I always kept a hand in reserve. I forged twenty-four of them back then, otherwise I wouldn't know what to do now. These flagpoles alone cost me over ten million. Sure enough, even cultivators can't do without money. If it had been the old me, where would I have gotten that kind of money? If I had encountered that Blood Demon without a formation to trap him, wouldn't I have been dead as a doornail?"