My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult-Chapter 195 - : Dragon Slayer Land Reveals Treasured Blood

Chapter 195: Chapter 195: Dragon Slayer Land Reveals Treasured Blood

Killing Grandmasters indeed allowed one to quickly acquire Heaven and Earth Spirit Essence and rapidly restore their Essence.

However, simply killing Grandmasters to extract Heaven and Earth Spirit Essence was certain to incur the jealousy of all Grandmasters in the world, and might even provoke a united attack from the world’s experts.

After all, no one wanted to one day become fodder in someone else’s pot, or to unwittingly dress another in bridal robes.

“Killing a few Grandmasters is likely very difficult,” said An Jing with a shake of his head, “Perhaps we should try a different method. Let’s storm into the Zhenyi Sect.”

An Jing looked at Luo Chongyang, “Old Taoist, could it be that you desire the bait from the Zhenyi Sect? Are you deliberately deceiving me into this trap?”

As the National Religion, everyone knew of the Zhenyi Sect’s four great Peak Masters and the seven Real Humans beneath the Heavenly Venerate, but few knew these were merely the tip of the iceberg of the Zhenyi Sect.

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As Luo Chongyang himself had said, there was a Hidden Mountain within the sect, and one could not fathom how many old monsters were hidden within it.

The previous Zhenyi Sect Leader, Ye Ding, had vanished without a trace.

Jiang Shang and that Ye Ding were top tier experts of the same era, and Jiang Shang was still alive in the world today. Ye Ding, who cultivated the Mystical Sect’s “Beidou Seven Stars Technique” and sought to comprehend creation for Longevity and the path to immortality, was very likely stationed within Hidden Mountain even at that moment.

Experts like these were countless within the Zhenyi Sect, and there were even one or two old monsters of the ‘Hua’ generation. It was merely a stroke of luck that Luo Chongyang had managed to escape from the Zhenyi Sect.

Luo Chongyang let out a light chuckle; he knew all too well how difficult it was to attack the Zhenyi Sect—much clearer than the Ghost Swordsman did.

The two most dangerous places in Great Yan were none other than the Great Yan Palace, perched above mountains and rivers, and Zhenyi Mountain, which suppressed the Jianghu.

Luo Chongyang gave it some thought and said, “To replenish Essence Blood, a large amount of Essence is required. If there are precious Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, those could serve as well.”

An Jing inquired, “Uncle Luo, do you have any?”

When things were fine, he was an old Taoist, but at the moment of need, he became Uncle Luo. An Jing, my frugal nephew, is not simple either, thought Luo Chongyang as he glanced at An Jing and took out his own purse, giving it a shake, “I’m so poor I jingle, where would I get any Silver Coins? These hundred Copper Coins were even given to me by you today. Have you possibly saved all your earnings from your decades of wandering the Jianghu?”

An Jing shook his head; he did have some savings on him, but it was not Silver…

The two poor ghosts, old and young, exchanged glances.

“Actually, there is another way.”

Luo Chongyang smashed his right fist into his left palm and said, “In Great Yan, there are several mountain ranges that are beautifully picturesque, full of spiritual energy and wonder, where rare and exotic treasures are not uncommon. If you could obtain such a thing, it wouldn’t be just about replenishing your Essence, there might even be a chance for you to reach the One Qi Realm.”

After pondering for a moment, An Jing asked, “Which place?”

Luo Chongyang said seriously, “In Lengping Mountain, there is Ghost Ganoderma.”

“We can’t go to that place,” said An Jing as he immediately shook his head upon hearing these three words.

What kind of place was Lengping? An Jing was well aware, having even visited the location, which was on the border of Jiangnan Dao.

The capital of the Zhou Dynasty was located in Lengping. When the dynasty fell apart, the world was divided into nine parts, with the most powerful factions being Great Yan in the northern region and the Shu of the current Beihuang Dao and Nanping Dao.

Great Yan embraced distant diplomacy while engaging in aggressive expansion, soon after annexing several smaller countries. Shu united with other states to resist Great Yan, and both sides claimed righteousness in a standstill that lasted for years.

One side claimed to clear the king’s side, while the other sought to exterminate traitorous subjects.

Naturally, the final outcome was Great Yan’s victory, but the battle was incredibly brutal, resulting in the deaths of seven hundred thousand soldiers.

And this battle took place in Lengping.

The souls of seven hundred thousand soldiers had no home to return to and eventually formed an overwhelming evil aura.

Because Lengping was located in Jiangnan Dao, An Jing had once visited that ancient battlefield. At the time, he already possessed Fifth Grade Cultivation and was met with an overwhelming evil aura. By the time he returned to Yu State City, he had fallen gravely ill.

He always felt that the land of Lengping was particularly harmful to him.

Since then, he had kept his distance from Lengping.

Lou Xiangzhen had also once mentioned to him that it was best not to go to Lengping, as rumors said the evil aura there had not dissipated for a long time and might even be connected to the Underworld. Occasionally, ghost soldiers would appear, and encountering them passing by would be a major trouble.

An Jing simply wanted to repair the Essence within his body and was not yet desperate enough to risk himself.

While it’s true that fortune favors the bold, that saying generally applies to expendable ceramics because they have little value and can be easily replaced if broken.

A few risks in life are enough. Constantly putting one’s life on the line will eventually result in losing one’s head.

Luo Chongyang’s mind raced as he said, “Beyond Wangjing Sea lies Outer Heaven Island, where the population is sparse and spiritual treasures abound. It is said that immortals from overseas occasionally appear to enlighten all beings.”

On the eastern side of Great Yan and Zhao Country, there weren’t just a group of pirates causing trouble but also a vast, endless sea with countless islands. Because they were far from human habitation and worldly affairs, they were known as a paradise on earth.

Fishermen near the islands often claimed to see immortals from overseas, and these were presumably the masters of the Grandmaster Realm who chose to live in seclusion in this area.

“No,”

An Jing shook his head, “That place is full of experts, and the journey is too long. Even with the round trip and the search, it will take at least three to four months.”

Luo Chongyang sighed, “Then my nephew can only wait slowly. You’ve depleted too much. Without spirit pills, miraculous medicines, or heavenly materials and earthly treasures, it will take years to recover gradually.”

The difficulty of restoring essence blood actually increases upon reaching the Grandmaster Realm.

An Jing thought for a moment and asked, “Could the Volcanic Essence from Beili Volcano help me recover my essence quickly?”

He had originally planned to go to Beili Volcano to borrow the Volcanic Essence, absorb its essence, and thereby enter the Grandmaster Realm, or even to follow in Li Fuzhou’s footsteps and directly reach the One Qi Realm.

Now, this incomplete “Nameless Heart Scripture” had pushed him to the Grandmaster Realm, but at a significant loss of essence blood, and it had not directly returned his essence qi to its place.

Now, whenever he entered a meditative state, the spiritual energy from heaven and earth he absorbed would directly convert into essence blood, meaning he had the cultivation, but the true qi inside his body was extremely thin.

“It’s difficult,”

Luo Chongyang pondered for a moment and said, “The Volcanic Essence from Beili Volcano is similar in effect to the Thunder Pool of the Five Poison Sect. Every year, many people from Jianghu go near Beili Volcano to absorb the Volcanic Essence. Compared to the Thunder Essence within the Five Poison Sect’s Thunder Pool, the Volcanic Essence is extremely overbearing. Moreover, a large amount of essence is buried deep beneath Beili Volcano, where temperatures are extremely high. At the bottom of the volcano lives an exotic beast called Honghu, which belongs to ancient divine birds. Its strength is no small matter, and even Grandmaster experts dare not approach it lightly.”

“Most importantly, absorbing too much Volcanic Essence will leave fire poison in one’s body.”

As he said this, Luo Chongyang paused for a moment.

An Jing frowned and asked, “Absorbing this Fire Essence will leave fire poison behind?”

The method left by the Sect Leader of Ghost Valley for Lv Guoyong mentioned that only those with extremely heavy yin energy should not absorb it—could it be implicitly referring to this fire poison?

“That’s right, the Volcanic Essence is extremely domineering. Once absorbed by the human body, it will undoubtedly be difficult to purge the impurities. Centuries ago, there was a peerless expert who practiced the Burning Fire Technique with the help of this Volcanic Essence. In the end, significant fire poison developed within his body, burning everything to ash, leaving nothing but dust behind. After the disappearance of this peerless expert, which caused a great shock in Jianghu, nobody knew of his whereabouts. Only the Sect Leader of the Zhenyi Sect, who was a friend of his, knew that this peerless expert had died from fire poison combustion.”

Seeing that An Jing had not spoken, Luo Chongyang continued, “However, it’s not impossible for you to try. Beili Volcano is also considered one of Jianghu’s great secrets, with many wondrous spiritual plants surviving around it. Furthermore, in the caves of Beili Volcano, there are many remnants of experts from Jianghu. It’s possible that there are other opportunities. For example, Tian Liu from the Cao Gang once found the remnants of a very old person in Beili Volcano and acquired a part of the Soul Losing Hand and half of the Three Extremes Return to One technique, which helped him cultivate to the First Grade. What he obtained was but a small fraction, hardly worth mentioning.”

Upon hearing this, An Jing’s eyes narrowed into slits, “Alright, then let’s go there.”

With the Earth Book in hand, as long as there were any opportunities within a certain range, he could find them with ease. Beili Volcano seemed like a good destination.

Luo Chongyang pointed at the Black Flood Dragon and reminded, “The Honghu at the bottom of Beili Volcano is formidable. In my opinion, this Black Flood Dragon should not approach within several dozen miles of Beili Volcano.”

“Exotic beasts can sense each other, and if that Honghu bursts out from the bottom of the mountain, the trouble will be significant. Although this Black Flood Dragon is an extremely fierce exotic beast, it may not be a match for that Honghu.”

Luo Chongyang could naturally tell that the Black Flood Dragon in front of him had just molted, whereas the Honghu had been cultivating at the bottom of the volcano for who-knows-how-many years. The Black Flood Dragon was certainly no match for the Honghu.

“Roar!”

Upon hearing Luo Chongyang’s words, the Black Flood Dragon let out a low roar, seemingly dissatisfied with what he said.

An Jing nodded and said, “Then please accompany me on this journey, Uncle Luo.”

Luo Chongyang chuckled softly, “My nephew, I only agreed to accompany you to the Demon Sect, but this Beili Volcano…….”

An Jing asked, “Could it be that Uncle Luo wishes to negotiate terms with his nephew?”

Luo Chongyang replied as if it were only natural, “What terms? You’re putting it so crudely. I should at least get some compensation, shouldn’t I?”

An Jing raised an eyebrow, “What does Uncle Luo want?”

Luo Chongyang looked at the lazily reclining Black Flood Dragon, a gleam of light appearing in his eyes, “One drop of essence blood from this Black Flood Dragon.”

“Agreed.”

An Jing immediately consented.

One drop of essence blood was hardly significant for the Black Flood Dragon.

Luo Chongyang straightened his robe and said, “Let’s descend the mountain first so that I can prepare properly.”

An Jing nodded and said nothing more.

Afterward, the two rode the moonlight down from Xuanqing Mountain. Unlike An Jing, who was extremely weak and drowsy on the back of the Black Flood Dragon.

In a short while, they reached a small village at the foot of Xuanqing Mountain.

At that moment, the night was utterly silent, and the village was pitch black except for a small courtyard still lit by lamp light.

“You’ll wait for me a moment here,” An Jing said and then walked into the courtyard.

The tiles were damaged and the kiln was cold, yet the courtyard was simple but very clean and orderly.

“Creak—!” An Jing slowly pushed the door open.

Hearing the knock, a woman in her early twenties with an ordinary appearance came out and smiled, saying, “Uncle Luo, why did you come back so late tonight? The children have all fallen asleep, but I’ve saved you some food.”

An Jing looked at the woman and said, “No need for the food, I am going to be away for a while to preach and teach. This is the copper coins I’ve earned these days, and I’m leaving all of it for you.”

Saying so, he took out all of the copper coins from his purse and handed them to the woman.

The woman, seeing this, hastily refused, “Uncle Luo, if you give it all to us, what will you do… keep some for yourself.”

“No need, to me, these are all but worldly possessions.”

An Jing smiled and placed all of the copper coins on the table. “I’m leaving, you should also rest early and stop staying up late to mend clothes,” he said.

Then, An Jing turned and walked out the door.

The woman stood at the door and called out to An Jing’s retreating figure, “Uncle Luo, take care on your journey and remember to come back early.”

“Don’t worry.”

An Jing smiled faintly and left the courtyard.

“Cough cough cough…” An Jing leaned against the wall, constantly coughing.

An Jing walked over and said, “Alright, let’s go.”

An Jing curiously asked, “That woman is…?”

An Jing looked to be over forty years old, but his real age might be even older than Lou Xiangzhen, and the voice of that woman sounded like she was just over twenty.

An Jing said indifferently, “A pitiful child. Her parents abandoned her at the doorstep of the Daoist temple. I took pity on her and adopted her, and then gradually took in more abandoned children.”

An Jing, intrigued, said, “You’ve set up a Daoist temple?”

A traitor from the Zhenyi Sect daring to set up a Daoist temple, that’s quite some courage.

An Jing nodded, “I have.”

An Jing asked, “Where?”

An Jing looked at the distant moonlight and said slowly, “On any barren piece of land in this world.”

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Houjin, North Field.

In early summer, waves of grass ripple outwards, a few golden flowers adorn the verdant grasslands, each unique.

Flocks of sheep, like clouds in the sky, spread across the vast expanse of the great grasslands.

Groups of Houjin herdsmen walked leisurely in front of their homes, raced horses, and played, while women of Houjin stood in the distance singing and dancing.

Qi Shu stood atop the grassland, calmly watching the scene before him.

A woman came walking over slowly and said, “Qi Ziyi, what do you think of my Houjin?”

The woman in her thirties was dressed in a red robe, with deerskin boots beneath her feet, looking graceful and seductive with an air of valor in her demeanor.

This woman was none other than the eighth daughter of the Holy Master Zongzheng Huachun of Houjin, Zongzheng Yue.

“Princess well wishes.”

Qi Shu performed a Houjin salute to the woman and smiled, “It’s hard to imagine that Houjin has developed to such an extent these days. It’s breathtaking and one must admit that under the current Holy Master’s leadership, Houjin is increasingly resembling a prosperous dynasty.”

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Zongzheng Yue smiled, “How does it compare to Great Yan?”

Qi Shu almost responded without thinking, “More thriving than Great Yan.”

Zongzheng Yue’s smile deepened. Regardless of whether Qi Shu’s words were sincere or not, having such a renowned master flatter him was indeed a pleasure.

Zongzheng Yue looked to the south, a hint of light sparkling in her beautiful eyes. “The ancestral lands are rich with heavenly treasures, and the people are as spirited as the land itself. Our grasslands are no less exceptional.”

Qi Shu let out a deep sigh. “It’s just a pity that this time, I wasn’t able to obtain any news about that Taiping Human Emperor from Princess An Le.”

This Taiping Human Emperor was ruthless and also a martial arts prodigy, the very existence that Zhao Country feared the most.

If it weren’t for the appearance of this Human Emperor in Great Yan and Xiao Qianqiu, who suppresses Jianghu, Zhao Country might have unified what is today’s Yan Country long ago.

The original goal of Qi Shu’s mission was to find out if the Taiping Human Emperor had really suffered the serious injuries rumored.

Zongzheng Yue said with a smile, “Qi Ziyi, do you know what a true master is?”

Qi Shu looked at the beautiful grassland woman in front of him. “Oh?”

There were few in the world who dared to speak of masters in front of Qi Shu.

Qi Shu had reached the Second Qi Cultivation and was the only one who could closely follow behind Xiao Qianqiu, a glimpse is indicative of the whole.

Had he not been previously injured by that mysterious Grandmaster and been wary of the Ghost Swordsman’s Black Flood Dragon sitting below him, how could the Ghost Swordsman be his match?

And the reason why the Ghost Swordsman’s name resounded throughout the world and became famous was simply because he had chased him for more than three hundred miles.

Zongzheng Yue looked into the distance, speaking slowly, “A true master knows it’s a trap, but he still enters it, and moreover, he breaks it.”

“Therefore, it doesn’t matter whether the Taiping Human Emperor is alive or dead, Houjin will still move south to graze the horses.”

“Hahahaha.”

Hearing this, Qi Shu couldn’t help but laugh. “The princess speaks truly, there are few women in the world as heroic as you.”

Upon hearing Zongzheng Yue’s words, Qi Shu completely understood Houjin’s ambitions and became secretly vigilant.

Houjin is a fierce tiger, and dealing with the Black Ice Platform is like negotiating with the tiger for its skin.

It remains to be seen whether the hunter can kill this fierce tiger or if the tiger will turn and bite the hunter instead; one must prepare early, or else it will be too late for regrets.

Zongzheng Yue slightly lifted her head to look at Qi Shu, saying, “Qi Ziyi flatters me too much, I heard that you plan to return to Zhao Country?”

“Yes.”

Qi Shu nodded, “After this trip to Yan Country, and having consumed the Snow Lotus Seed bestowed by the Holy Master, I feel my cultivation bottleneck loosening. I plan to rush back to Zhao to break through my constraints.”

Zongzheng Yue smiled and said, “Then Zongzheng Yue congratulates Qi Ziyi in advance. I shall also tell you another piece of good news to add to your joy.”

Qi Shu looked at Zongzheng Yue, asking, “What good news?”

Zongzheng Yue slowly said, “In Great Qin’s Dragon Slayer Land, there remains True Dragon Treasure Blood buried deep underground that Qi Ziyi could attempt to obtain with your abilities.”

True Dragon Treasure Blood!?

Upon hearing these four words, Qi Shu’s heart skipped a beat.

The historical records note that only one true dragon has ever appeared. Back then, the Great Qin Dynasty deployed a million troops, dozens of Masters, and three Grandmaster Level experts to slay that dragon.

In that battle, hundreds of thousands of soldiers and several Masters were lost, with even two Grandmasters perishing.

One can imagine the tragic intensity of the battle that nearly drained all of Great Qin’s national strength.

However, the Qin royal family obtained the True Dragon Essence Blood, and every member of the Qin Dynasty’s royal family possessed True Dragon Bloodline thereafter, advancing rapidly in their cultivation and becoming world-renowned Martial Arts Emperors, which allowed the Great Qin Dynasty to thrive for so long.

Aside from that one true dragon, no other has appeared in the world since then.

True Dragon Treasure Blood, although far inferior to True Dragon Essence Blood, was still an extremely rare treasure. Its absorption into one’s body and bloodline would certainly transform one’s potential, and even possibly provide an opportunity to reach the Grandmaster Realm.

Instantly, Qi Shu’s heart beat wildly as he murmured to himself, “Great Qin’s Dragon Slayer Land?”

Zongzheng Yue slightly nodded, “Indeed, this is the news that the Great Wizard of the Southern Barbarians told my father, absolutely true.”

Qi Shu bowed with his fist clenched, saying solemnly, “Thank you for the news. I am deeply grateful.”

For him, this news was a treasure beyond measure, as it would be for anyone.

“Then I’ll pre-emptively wish Qi Ziyi great success.”

Zongzheng Yue smiled, yet internally she thought to herself: Xiao Qianqiu, my father has indeed found you a worthy opponent.