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"So, it was the perfect choice 800 years ago, Master Wu Xian!" Yan Xiaobao glanced around once more, feeling unsettled. As time passed, he grew increasingly surprised at how the Blood Flow Sect treated him. Back at the Spiritual Flow Sect, he was always punished for causing disasters. But here, they not only withheld punishments, they actually rewarded him.

All the peaks were fighting for him, and most importantly, Song Junwan was a smoking hot treasure.

This place was the ideal location to cultivate the Immortal Eternal Life Skill. It was his personal Holy Land, brimming with Blood Qi.

"What a great sect!" Shaking his head, he realized he had to adjust his mindset. He came from the Spiritual Flow Sect, the enemy of the Blood Flow Sect!

However, he couldn't shake off the feeling that the Blood Stream Sect was truly awesome. By now, evening had fallen, and the moon hung high in the sky. Outside the Blood Stream Sect, the moon looked white as it always had, but from within the sect, it appeared deep red.

The blood-colored light bathed the chapel, making it seem more grim and ominous than before.

Disciples from other sects would tremble in fear at such a sight, but Yan Xiaobao had been in the Blood Flow Sect long enough to be accustomed to it.

He was currently walking along the mountain path under the moonlight. Everything around him was in ruins. The ground and trees were destroyed, and the Immortal Cave had collapsed. Yet, it was very quiet. News of Yan Xiaobao's daytime battle at the Middle Peak had already started spreading like wildfire to other sects.

In the Blood Flow Sect, the law of the jungle prevailed, and people only showed respect for the strong.

In that spectacular battle, Yan Xiaobao demonstrated brutal strength, a madness, a blood thirst, that deeply impressed everyone's hearts. He stood alone against dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators, even killing seven or eight people. Even in the Blood Flow Sect, it was a rare event, and for many, Yan Xiaobao had already become a nightmare.

No one doubted that he wasn't a disciple of the Blood Flow Sect, and if anyone dared to make such an accusation, no one would believe them...

"I really don't like fighting and killing..." Yan Xiaobao thought, sighing. After discovering that his Immortal Cave had been completely destroyed upon returning, he sat down and decided that tomorrow, he would choose a new Immortal Cave.

The night passed very pleasantly...

However, cultivators at the Middle Peak sat in darkness, hearts filled with fear. The daytime event truly seemed like a nightmare, and everyone worried about Yan Xiaobao's retaliation. They sat uneasily in their Immortal Caves, spells forming actively. Some even fled the Middle Peak entirely.

Of course, word about the madness at Middle Peak and Yan Xiaobao's violent outbreak spread quickly. Foundation Establishment cultivators from Lesser Marsh Peak, Nameless Peak, and Corpse Peak had witnessed the event firsthand, while others only heard about it afterward. All were shocked.

"He personally fought against dozens of Foundation Cultivators?"

"He actually defied the Clan Leader's orders?"

"Everyone stood aside, watching him kill eight people?!?! Remaining survivors were forced to hide together after a spell formed?!"

Through the four peaks of the Blood Stream Sect, it spread like wildfire.

Even the inner disciples caught wind of Bai Xiaochun's actions quickly. Everyone was taken aback. People had already started to think of him as a bloodthirsty demon, and now, the inner sect disciples could only imagine various terrifying images of what had happened.

"Nightcrypt is unbelievable! He split people apart and then drank their blood while killing other onlookers!"

"I heard he's not even a cultivator. He's actually an evil, green-skinned Earth Goblin in disguise!"

"He has superhuman strength! A single bulge on his body can shake the entire mountain!"

Various rumors began to spread. In just one night, countless people in the Blood Flow Sect came to know of a newcomer that no one could provoke, a person named Nightcrypt!

At dawn, Yan Xiaobao opened his eyes to take a walk. By then, the news about him had spread throughout the entire sect. Even the Outer Sect disciples had heard the stories. In fact, the disciples spread the word in various ways, and soon, the cultivation families in the area heard the tale.

It's easy to imagine how quickly other major sects learned the name Nightcrypt...

Without a doubt, news spread faster in the Blood Flow Sect than in the Spiritual Flow Sect. After all, disciples of the Blood Flow Sect always teetered on the edge, and never had too much entertainment. Coupled with their enthusiasm for powerful experts, it ensured they were always very interested in newly rising electors.

Yan Xiaobao almost immediately experienced it himself. Whenever Foundation Establishment cultivators saw him approaching, their expressions would flicker. Those who hadn't participated in the previous day's battle would greet him with hearty smiles and clasped hands.

Yan Xiaobao was moved. Since he had proven himself, he finally received the kind of recognition he had sought while walking among the Spiritual Flow Sect. His initial reaction was to smile and nod in greeting.

However, in response to his smile, other Foundation Establishment cultivators' eyes would turn incredulous. Many would even subconsciously step back, hesitant expressions on their faces.