Framing Him and Shifting the Blame, Heaven-Devouring Demon Art, Absorb!

At the Heroic Martial Marquis Household, a life plaque shattered.

"Y-Yes, it's the young marquis!" The man guarding the life plaques was terrified out of his wits at the sight.

The Heroic Martial Marquis's children had all died on the battlefield, leaving only this single sapling behind.

That was why Chen Mo could swagger about the Imperial Capital without restraint, and why he claimed he could have his grandfather beg the Qin Emperor to annul Qin Luo and Gu Qingxue's engagement.

Because he had the confidence to back it up.

His entire family had died for the country, while the Heroic Martial Marquis had rendered illustrious military service. His title was hereditary and unreplaceable!

But now, Chen Mo was dead. The Heroic Martial Marquis's sky was about to collapse.

"Quick, quick, send word to the marquis! The young marquis is dead!"

"Go find him, hurry and find the young marquis!"

Only after Chen Mo died did his guards react. They immediately rushed toward him.

"Young Marquis!" They discovered that Chen Mo's life force had completely vanished. He was unquestionably dead.

Before their hands could touch Chen Mo, a wisp of black smoke drifted past, and his body instantly disappeared.

"Chase him!"

"Quick, go back to the marquis household!" The guards split into two groups, trying to catch up to that wisp of black smoke. But after chasing for a while, the smoke vanished.

Many people felt as though the sky had fallen.

The Heroic Martial Marquis's only bloodline was dead!

The Imperial Capital was going to quake!

"The Ninth Prince killed the Heroic Martial Marquis's grandson? Heavens, isn't this Ninth Prince too arrogant?"

"Isn't that so? The Ninth Prince killed Gu Qingxue the moment he arrived in the Imperial Capital, and now he's killed Chen Mo too. Is he the reincarnation of some slaughter god?"

"The Ninth Prince is far too overbearing. How could he dare? If the Heroic Martial Marquis returns, won't he fight him to the death?"

"Too arrogant, too tyrannical. There isn't the slightest sense of safety left in this Imperial Capital."

When Qin Feng received the news, he froze. "Qin Luo actually killed Chen Mo?"

"That's right. Many people witnessed it with their own eyes. They said the Ninth Prince was angered that Chen Mo was competing with him for a woman, so he openly killed Chen Mo in the street," his subordinate replied.

"Is that so?" Qin Feng felt that it all seemed perfectly reasonable, yet something still felt off.

Qin Luo was arrogant and domineering, a madman who acted without considering the consequences, but...

Qin Feng felt that if Chen Mo hadn't provoked Qin Luo, Qin Luo shouldn't have gone out of his way to kill him.

If he wanted to kill him, he could have done so earlier at the prince's residence. Why go through the trouble?

"If I remember correctly, today should be the day Qin Luo goes to the Imperial Clan Court for his Bloodline Baptism, right?"

"Reporting to Your Highness, yes."

Qin Feng sneered. "He killed Chen Mo on the way to the Imperial Clan Court. Everything seems perfectly reasonable and fits Qin Luo's character, so Qin Luo must be the killer?"

"Yes, that's right. Qin Luo killed him."

Having figured that out, Qin Feng didn't think too deeply about it. "Tsk, tsk, my Ninth Brother is truly arrogant. The Heroic Martial Marquis's only grandson has been killed. Won't the Heroic Martial Marquis go mad?"

"I'd like to see whether you still intend to fight for the position of imperial heir of the Great Qin Dynasty, Ninth Brother!"

How could someone who slaughtered the descendants of meritorious officials and generals so freely be worthy of becoming the imperial heir?

Before Qin Luo stepped into the Imperial Clan Court, he sensed that Xi Huang had returned.

"The man is already dead. The person who acted was very powerful, undoubtedly a Saint Realm expert."

When Qin Luo had been speaking with Chen Mo just now, Xi Huang had warned him that a Saint Realm expert was watching in secret.

He had thought that Saint Realm expert had come for him, but unexpectedly, they had acted against Chen Mo instead.

"I can barely preserve a trace of his true spirit from being extinguished," Xi Huang said.

"Good!" A cold glint flashed through Qin Luo's eyes. "You dare scheme against me and frame me? Heh, very good!"

"A Saint Realm expert openly taking action is breaking the rules. They've got some nerve."

There was an unspoken rule in the Imperial Capital and even among the sects and holy lands: Saint Realm experts were not allowed to attack geniuses below the Saint Realm.

Otherwise, everyone would rise up and attack them.

If your side sent a Saint Realm expert to assassinate our geniuses, and our side sent a Saint Realm expert to assassinate yours, what would there be left to play?

In the Imperial Capital, a Saint Realm expert had appeared, impersonated Qin Luo, and killed Chen Mo.

Such behavior was nothing less than braving the world's outrage!

"I'll attend the Bloodline Baptism first. Once I come out, we'll have a good time!" Qin Luo sneered and strode into the Imperial Clan Court.

Including Qin Luo, there were ten people participating in the Bloodline Baptism.

Qin Luo was the last to arrive. Once he did, the other nine all turned their eyes toward him.

Hostility flickered in quite a few of their eyes.

"All right, now that everyone is here, get ready to move!" Qin Xiuyuan said gravely, turning toward the forbidden grounds deep within the Imperial Clan Court.

They soon arrived at the forbidden grounds. A bronze gate opened, and Qin Xiuyuan pointed inside. "Find your own positions. Ten days from now, I hope to see every one of your bloodlines grow stronger."

The other nine exchanged glances. They had all received orders not to let Qin Luo absorb even the tiniest bit of blood qi from this Blood Pool!

Even if they had to waste it, they would not let Qin Luo absorb any!

Having made up their minds, they stepped through the massive bronze gate into the Blood Pool and each took a position, leaving Qin Luo a spot right in the center.

Qin Luo examined the layout, then looked at the position left for him. It seemed that spot was particularly advantageous.

But it was in the middle of everyone, making it the easiest target.

He wasn't narcissistic enough to believe these people were deliberately looking out for him.

That left only one possibility: those nine wanted to steal his blood qi.

"Tsk, tsk. There really are quite a few people targeting me."

"This Imperial Capital really is dangerous."

Qin Luo made up his mind. After the Bloodline Baptism, he would find a way to leave the Imperial Capital. It would be best to join the army and gradually build his own power step by step.

Qin Luo walked toward the center of the Blood Pool. After he sat down, the bronze gate slowly began to close.

He felt a restraining force pin him in place.

He tried to contact Xi Huang, only to discover that this place had been sealed off. He couldn't reach her either.

"Looks like this place has quite a few restrictions."

Since he was here, he might as well settle down.

The other nine exchanged looks, each wearing a faint smile. They silently began circulating the cultivation art they had received from Qin Yun.

They had never had the chance to come into contact with this cultivation art before.

It was called the Heaven-Devouring Art. It could rapidly devour all forms of energy, but it did not refine them; it could only consume them. What they needed to do was swallow the blood qi into their bodies.

As for how much they could refine afterward, that depended on their individual abilities.

The nine of them were enough to ensure Qin Luo returned empty-handed from this Bloodline Baptism.

As time passed, blood qi finally began to emerge. All nine simultaneously activated the Heaven-Devouring Art, desperately throwing their lives into it.

The moment wisps of blood qi emerged, the nine of them instantly divided it all among themselves.

Qin Luo didn't get even a speck!

"So this is how you want to play?" Qin Luo sneered.

"Then let's see who can absorb more!"

The so-called Heaven-Devouring Art was a castrated cultivation art created from inspiration drawn from the Heaven-Devouring Demon Art. Honestly, before the Heaven-Devouring Demon Art, it didn't even qualify as a little brother.

"Today, none of you will absorb anything!"

"I, Qin Luo, said so!"

Boom! The Heaven-Devouring Demon Art began to circulate!

"Absorb for me!"