What Kind of Skill Is It to Bully a Blood God Sect Disciple Like Me?

"Snort!"

Shi Xuan sneered, "You are not worthy to inquire about my name, Zhen!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Desolate Heaven Seal in his hand flew into the sky and landed on the elder of the Myriad Dharma Sect.

"No!"

With a scream, the elder of the Myriad Dharma Sect was instantly annihilated, his soul and body reduced to ashes.

Upon seeing this, the disciples of the Myriad Dharma Sect scattered and fled, shouting all the while.

Elder Ming has fallen.

Elder Ming has fallen.

"..."

Shi Xuan casually retracted his Desolate Heaven Seal and said to Liang Yi, who was still standing there in a daze, "What are you still standing there for? Quickly pick up that old guy's storage magic treasure. I never waste a single grain of rice."

"Promise."

Liang Yi strode towards the spot where the Myriad Dharma Sect elder had fallen and picked up a storage ring.

Seeing Shi Xuan's action, Chu Feng gave him a thumbs up. "You did a good job, kid, you've got the hang of it."

Shi Xuan said humbly, "Master, you flatter me."

The two chatted casually, oblivious to everyone else, which only increased the wariness of the onlookers.

However, everyone was even more curious about what kind of trouble these two terrifying guys would cause on Zhongbei Mountain next.

A short while later, Liang Yi returned to Shi Xuan with a storage ring in his hand.

"Senior, this is that old guy's storage ring."

"You worked hard cleaning the floor just now, so here's the old man's storage ring as a reward."

Shi Xuan didn't even glance at the storage ring.

Liang Yi was taken aback at first, then said respectfully, "Thank you for your kindness, senior."

"Alright, let's continue making the fire and boiling water."

Shi Xuan acted as if nothing had happened.

"Promise."

Liang Yi was still in a daze from what had just happened; everything that had occurred today felt like a dream to him.

Night fell quickly.

Zhongbei Mountain is not large, and the events that occurred in the evening quickly spread to the ears of various forces, large and small.

The atmosphere at the Myriad Dharma Sect's headquarters was exceptionally heavy. In Zhongbei Mountain, it was always the Myriad Dharma Sect that bullied others; when had the Myriad Dharma Sect ever been humiliated like this?

From the elders to the disciples, everyone wore a look of resentment.

Inside the council tent, all the high-ranking members of the Myriad Dharma Sect were gathered. No one spoke, but they all knew why they had come here tonight.

An elder broke the silence first. "Sect Leader, those two outsiders are going too far. We absolutely cannot swallow this insult, otherwise how will we maintain our foothold in Lijie Mountain in the future?"

This statement quickly garnered the approval of many people.

"Elder Qi is right. In my opinion, we should act tonight and show those guys in the mountains who want to compete with us for the Spirit Tomb Sect's opportunities the power of our Myriad Dharma Sect."

"I just can't swallow this insult."

"..."

An elderly man at the Spirit Nurturing Realm, seated in the main seat, listened to the commotion below without showing any change in expression.

After the noise inside the tent subsided, he turned his gaze to an old man beside him who remained motionless, as if in deep meditation.

"Second Elder, in your opinion, what should we do?"

The old man didn't open his eyes, but slowly said, "It's better to stay calm than to act rashly. The commotion caused by the Spirit Tomb Sect this time is far too great. Those two guys are most likely outsiders. Let's observe the situation first, and when we get to the Spirit Tomb Sect, we can settle both old and new scores together."

Upon hearing this, the sect leader immediately cupped his hands and said, "What the Second Elder says is quite right."

Although the elders of the Myriad Dharma Sect inside the tent were somewhat frustrated, since the Dao Integration Ancestor had spoken, they could only abandon their idea of fighting their way out and changed their minds.

"We admire our ancestor's wisdom and composure."

"We will heed the words of our ancestor."

"..."

The sect leader looked at this group of people whose attitudes changed faster than the weather, and although he felt contempt for them, he knew that this was the best solution at the moment.

Those two were just disciples, yet they could easily suppress a Heavenly Origin cultivator. If the master and disciples joined forces, they might bring great trouble to the entire Myriad Dharma Sect.

"Be on high alert tonight, just in case. Tomorrow we'll storm the Spirit Tomb Sect and find out what's going on."

"Promise."

After everyone responded, they all left.

Tonight, Zhongbei Mountain is destined to be rife with undercurrents.

However, none of this affected Chu Feng's continued all-night cultivation practice.

After finishing a storybook, he casually tossed it aside, then lay back in his wicker chair, muttering, "I wonder how my disciples are doing now?"

In a vast mountain thousands of Wanli away.

Ye Beixuan and Wang Baole, along with the rest of the Dao-Seeking Academy, followed leisurely behind Xue Wentian.

The two saw Xue Wentian enter another cave, but instead of following him, they used their divine sense to keep an eye on him.

Along the way, Xue Wentian would go into a cave every two or three days, change his clothes, and then escape again.

Moreover, each time, Xue Wentian would use a drop of his blood essence to conjure a puppet to deceive everyone.

If their cultivation levels weren't so much higher than Xue Wentian's, they probably would have been completely Xue Wentian by him.

"Senior brother, what trick do you think Xue Wentian is going to pull this time?"

Ye Beixuan asked casually out of boredom.

"Whatever this kid's doing, as long as he doesn't use the teleportation array to escape back to the Blood God Sect, we'll just quietly watch his show."

As Wang Baole spoke, he took a bite of the Taisui meat. Chasing people is hard work, and how can you have the strength to chase people if you're not full?

There's something going on.

Ye Beixuan's expression immediately turned serious.

Wang Baole continued to observe Xue Wentian with his divine sense while chewing his food.

The guy arrived at the edge of a pool of blood.

The blood pool made a gurgling sound, and steam filled the air above, as if it were being boiled by something.

After careful observation, the two were shocked to discover that the blood in the blood pool was actually the blood of Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon.

"Is this kid going to become a demon?"

Ye Beixuan muttered to himself.

Wang Baole swallowed what was in his mouth. "Whether it is or not, we'll find out by following them in. I'm also quite curious about the Blood God Sect's cultivation methods."

"Senior Brother Wang definitely won't like it after reading it."

Having lived two lives Ye Beixuan naturally knew how monstrous the cultivation methods of the Blood God Sect were.

Unlike other holy sites, the Blood God Sect primarily consists of physical and magical cultivators, with very few other types of cultivators.

But whether it's Dharma cultivation or physical cultivation, blood is indispensable.

If the Blood God Sect didn't use the blood of Human Race cultivators for cultivation, Blood God Sect would probably have been wiped out by the other Great Sage long ago.

"Alright, let's set off then."

After saying this, Wang Baole glanced at the people behind him and then walked into the cave first.

He had already memorized the procedure for entering the cave with his divine sense, so he could do the same as Xue Wentian without worrying about triggering any traps and making Xue Wentian wary.

The group traveled smoothly and soon arrived at the cave where Xue Wentian was.

At this moment, Xue Wentian was completely unaware of anything unusual.

He had already prepared the altar, then took out a dragon tooth from his storage ring, placed it into the blood pool, and began chanting ancient incantations.

As the incantation was recited, the blood in the blood pool suddenly began to boil, as if it would overflow from the pool at any moment.

A phantom shadow gradually appeared above the blood pool.

Seeing the illusory figure, Ye Beixuan muttered, "Resurrection from the dead, isn't that the Nine Nether Holy Land's specialty? How come this kid is doing it too?"

He wasn't speaking loudly, but in the relatively quiet cave, Xue Wentian could still hear him clearly.

"Who?"

As Xue Wentian spoke, he turned his head to look in the direction from which the voice came. When he saw who it was, his expression changed drastically.

"Who are you? Why are you here? If you know what's good for you, get out of here, or I'll use your blood to appease the Blood Nether God."

Wang Baole did not answer Xue Wentian's question; the other party's outwardly fierce but inwardly weak appearance could not intimidate him at all.

"Junior Brother Ye, it seems our reputation isn't big enough. Unlike our eldest and second senior brothers, people can recognize them just by looking at their faces."

Ye Beixuan nodded. "That's true. It seems we'll have to make a big splash and climb the Heaven's Chosen Ranking next time we go on our training."

After saying that, he patted Qin Yun on the shoulder. "Xiao Yun, tell this guy who we are."

"Promise."

Qin Yun took a step forward and said with a contemptuous look, "Blood God Sect brat, listen up! The two people standing before you now are the personal disciples of the Great Sage of our time, two elders from the Miscellaneous Dao Institute Academy of the Dao-Seeking Academy: Uncle-Master Wang Baole and my master Ye Beixuan!"

Upon hearing this, Xue Wentian immediately understood that these guys were here to cause him trouble. He gritted his teeth and said, "You are all elders of the Dao-Seeking Academy, what kind of skill is it to bully a disciple of the Blood God Sect? If you really have the ability, go and fight a Nirvana expert of my Blood God Sect!"

"Hahaha..."

Wang Baole burst into laughter first, pointing at Xue Wentian and saying to his two Daoist partners behind him, "Ladies, look how anxious he is! He's getting anxious!"

Nangong Yu said, somewhat annoyed, "Husband, stop laughing. Don't forget that Master said we absolutely cannot give these Child of Destiny any chance to breathe."

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the entire cave instantly became tense and oppressive...