What Is the Night of Wandering Anomalies

The moment he left the bamboo lodge, Chen Xu broke into a sprint toward Area A.

On his way to the bamboo lodge, he had fully spread his senses and learned quite a bit of basic information about the Demon-Subduing Sect from the conversations of other disciples, including the most important location for exchanging Blood-Qi Pills.

While running, Chen Xu uncovered the jar and, without a second thought, tipped back his head and drained it. He even reached inside to wipe out the last few drops of blood with his fingers and sucked them from his fingertips before finally stopping.

"Not bad. This little jar alone gave me nearly four hundred Psychic Energy. If I had to kill Anomalies nonstop, it might still take several days."

Chen Xu was quite satisfied with this unexpected gain. Looking toward the mist-shrouded mountaintop, he quickened his pace once more.

To him, this place was no longer the Demon-Subduing Sect. It was a massive experience-farming dungeon.

If the Anomaly Skin Scroll had more excellent dungeons like this in the future, Chen Xu could only say: please keep them coming!!!

The disciples walking along the road merely felt a gust of wind sweep past them. They knew a powerhouse far beyond them had passed by, and though some felt disgruntled, none dared show it.

The Demon-Subduing Sect had suppressed the demons known as Anomalies, but it could not suppress the demons hidden within human hearts.

Sometimes, a single disrespectful remark toward an expert could bring about one's death.

In the Demon-Subduing Sect, human lives were the most valuable thing—and also the least valuable thing.

The only difference between those two kinds of lives was that the valuable ones always belonged to the strong, while the worthless ones naturally belonged to weaklings like them.

To ensure