Chapter 104: The Blood Sacrifice Ritual

  "But you're not a Qi Refiner. You don't have any chance of getting the Honorable's artifact."

  The old bamboo ghost gnashed its teeth and let out a cry.

  Yan Qing's eyes turned cold and stared at the old face of Zhu Lao Gui, which was full of wrinkles: "Not bad. I'm not, but you are!"

  Yan Qing stepped forward and grabbed Zhu Lao Gui's body with one hand.

  The yuanqi on his body had just been released when it was shattered by Yan Qing with extreme violence.

  With a burst of strength, Yan Qing grabbed onto Zhu Lao Gui's collar and flung him in front of the golden skeleton.

  Zhu Lao Gui's fresh blood spurted out after being smashed, and Lu Fan and others standing beside him frowned.

  Although they had nothing to do with Zhū Lǎo Guǐ and even felt some disgust towards people like him, seeing Zhū Lǎo Guǐ being bullied by Yán Qīng made the four of them slightly change color on their faces.

  Yan Qing flashed forward and kicked Zhu Lao Gui's calf with one foot.

  A bone-chilling cracking sound rang out, and Zhu Lao Gui directly knelt on one knee, letting out a miserable howl like a slaughtered pig.

  Yan Qing's face was calm, with a smile still on his face, and he broke another leg of Zhu Lao Gui. Blood flowed freely, Yan Qing bent down, inch by inch, pinching off Zhu Lao Gui's legs, laughing and saying:

  I'm a person with diverse knowledge. I've spent five or six years in the Yin Yang Institute, learning various martial arts, techniques, and secret skills, so I can be considered well-read. Although I'm not a Qi cultivator, I do know some methods that help Qi cultivators. Mr. Feng Ling, have you ever heard of the Blood Sacrifice method?

  Zhu Lao Gui heard the words "Blood Sacrifice Method" and immediately went crazy with shouting.

  "Yan Qing, you can't do this. I'm a good friend of your master's, and I have a life-or-death token at the Martial Arts Academy too. If anything happens to me, you won't be able to escape. The Martial Arts Academy will directly erase your cultivation and expel you."

  Yan Qing slightly furrowed her brow and said, "You still have a wanted poster up in the Martial Arts Academy? This is quite troublesome for me. It seems I'll have to fake your death after all."

  The old bamboo ghost began to struggle desperately, suddenly turned around, and with a flash of yuanqi in his hands, he condensed into a sharp cone and stabbed at Yan Qing's chest.

  Yan Qing simply released his own aura and easily blocked Zhu Lao Gui's move.

  "Just stay still and quiet, or you won't have a chance to survive. Don't you even understand that?"

  Yan Qing's palm condensed a black and white light. This was the unique glow of the Yin Yang Institute's Tai Chi Decision.

  A light slap landed on the head of Bamboo Old Ghost, and in an instant, the divine light in his eyes disappeared, leaving only a gray mist.

  Yan Qing quickly made a gesture of bowing with his hands together and his body bent at the waist, occasionally turning his head to give Lu Fan and others a relaxed smile.

  Han Feng asked in a low voice, "Chu Tian Shixiong, what is he doing? What is this Blood Sacrifice Method?"

  Chu Tian slowly shook his head, apparently also unaware.

  Lu Fan felt like he had heard it before, but the specific details just couldn't be remembered. Maybe Master Wu Chen mentioned it sometime, Lu Fan vaguely recalled that the Blood Sacrifice was a very bad thing. So, Lu Fan gripped his heavy sword hilt tightly.

  Yan Qing clapped her hands and smiled all over her face.

  Her gaze shifted and fell on Lu Fan's face, Yan Qing smiled and said: "Alright, next please make some blood sacrifices."

  The four of them were taken aback at the same time, and Chu Tian coldly said: "Yan Qing, what do you want to do?"

  Yan Qing smiled and said, "It seems you don't know what the Blood Refining Technique is. It's actually very simple - the Blood Refining Technique, as its name suggests, uses a person's vital energy to enhance their physical strength in a short period of time. This dead Qi Refiner, wasn't he supposed to be a Spirit Qi Master's disciple? So I'll just turn the old man into a Spirit Qi Master instead. Lend me some of your vital energy and let me finish this, and today, I'll let you all leave safely."

  Yan Qing smiled very happily, as if the conditions he put forward were something that Lu Fan and others had to agree to. With a hint of disdain and arrogance in his eyes, Yan Qing's gaze swept over Lu Fan and others.

  As soon as Han Feng heard the two words "refined blood", he burst into a loud scolding.

  "Lend you grandmother's leg. Why don't you use your own blood? You're an idiot yourself, don't think others are idiots like you. Can ancestral blood be lent out casually? Screw you, a guy with his brain in his ass..."

  Han Feng's foul language made Yan Qing's face turn dark.

  Chu Tian held his long sword horizontally in front of his chest and said loudly: "Yan Qing, if you want to fight, then fight. Why so much nonsense?"

  Lu Fan had quietly raised the aura on his body to its peak, his eyes gleaming like arrows, staring fixedly at Yan Qing's face.

  Yan Qing sneered and said: "So you're saying you don't plan on lending it? Alright, looks like I'll have to take it myself!"

  A black, powerful light armor shone on his body.

  "Everyone, brothers, take action!"

  Han Feng and Chu Xing directly jumped out, two long swords, straight stabbed Yan Qing's chest.

  "Die! You idiot from Onmyodo!"

  Han Feng's sword carried a strong piercing force, stabbing into Yan Qing's chest. But the sword tip only pierced one inch into Yan Qing's armor before stopping. The Bishui Changtian Sword continued to tremble violently.

  Chu Hang's sword directly stabbed at Yan Qing's heart, but the next moment, a counter-shock force came from the sword, causing Chu Hang himself to retreat several steps.

  "The mantis tries to shake the tree, unaware of its own strength."

  Yan Qing stood still, not moving at all. Only the aura on his body suddenly contracted and then released. In an instant, it sent Chu Xing and Han Feng flying directly. The black aura was accompanied by a loud explosion, like countless fists pounding against Chu Xing and Han Feng's bodies, sending them flying dozens of feet away.

  Chu Tian took a big step forward and swung his knife towards Yan Qing.

  The knife's aura was vast and powerful, its sharp light making Yan Qing frown slightly as she backed away a bit.

  A difference of a hair's breadth in dodging Chu Tian's knife, Yan Qing lightly stretched out a finger and poked it at Chu Tian's chest.

  "Dragon Break!"

  A blood arrow shot out, and a small hole was directly pierced in Chu Tian's chest.

  Chu Tian swayed his body slightly, but didn't retreat half a step. He immediately launched another set of knife techniques.

  The broad and powerful swordsmanship, cut down Yan Qing's body with sparks flying everywhere. At the same time, Lu Fan also rushed over, swinging his heavy sword, and from the start, Lu Fan used twenty times his own explosive force to burst out.

  "Dragon Sword!"

  The heavy sword chopped straight down onto Yan Qing's waist. The twentyfold increase in power caused Yan Qing's armor to violently tremble for a moment.

  "Huh?"

  With a hint of surprise, Yan Qing glanced at Lu Fan again.

  Then, Yan Qing narrowed her eyes and said: "A grain of rice dares to compete with the sun and moon for brilliance! Soul Eye, open!"

  Yan Qing's eyes shot out a terrifying light, and Chu Tian and Lu Fan, who were closest to her, were caught in the light and froze on the spot.

  Lu Fan only felt that his body was like petrified, and the circulation of Qi in his body suddenly slowed down. A terrible force suppressed all his movements.

  At that moment, Lu Fan felt as if several large mountains were pressing him in the middle, making it impossible for him to move or even breathe.

  Yan Qing's eyes at this moment became like a demon, eerie and evil, filled with red and black colors.

  Chu Hang and Han Feng, who had just stood up, were also caught in Yan Qing's soul eye and instantly froze in place.

  The light slowly converged, and Lu Fan could see that Yan Qing's brow had a slight muscle twitch, as if it was about to split open from the middle.

  The light in his eyes faded away. Yan Qing said, "A group of existences that are only at the Inner Circle realm also dare to be arrogant in front of me. Hand over your essence blood now."

  Yan Qing's body transformed into countless invisible tentacles, tightly binding Lu Fan and the other three. Several tentacles directly entered through their eyes, nose, mouth, and ears.

  The next moment, Lu Fan saw that several of his senior brothers had already started bleeding from the seven orifices. Fresh blood dripped down their cheeks and flowed directly towards Zhu Lao Gui's direction.

  Yan Qing slapped several powerful seals on the ground, and in the next moment, a formation made of condensed seals appeared under Zhu Lao Gui's body.

  The moment the fresh blood touched the formation, a bright crimson light burst forth. The aura on Zhū Lǎo Guǐ's body began to rise rapidly, and in this instant, his appearance underwent a transformation.

  Little by little, the old bamboo ghost began to grow younger, his dry skin becoming moist again, and his aged face quickly growing youthful.

  At this time, years reversed on Zhū Lǎo Guǐ's body, and before long, Zhū Lǎo Guǐ had transformed back into a twenty-three or thirty-year-old appearance.

  Lu Fan was still struggling with Yan Qing's aura within his own body. Yan Qing's aura, which carried the momentum of destroying everything, began to wreak havoc in Lu Fan's body. The only thing that could counter it was also the aura in Lu Fan's body, which looked so "weak" at first glance.

  Unlike several of his seniors, Lu Fan did not have seven apertures bleeding, but instead felt himself gradually recovering his mobility.

  His aura displayed a strong defensive power, with Yan Qing's aura being more than ten levels higher than his, it should be impossible to destroy his aura.

  Fortunately, at this time, Yan Qing put all his attention on Zhu Lao Gui.

  Satisfied, he watched as Zhu Lao Gui's aura grew stronger and stronger, soon to be reaching the realm of a Spiritual Energy Master.

  This kind of rapid growth, not only requires the essence and blood of others, but also one's own essence and blood will be burned. Zhū Lǎo Guǐ under Yán Qīng's control has already ignited his life flame, without a doubt. When his ascension reaches its peak, it will be the moment of his death and disappearance.

  Suddenly, the aura on Zhū Lǎo Guǐ's body took a leap forward.

  This was a manifestation of entering the spiritual energy realm, but Bamboo Old Ghost's entire body was twitching in agony.

  Yan Qing laughed, laughing very happily.

  The golden skeleton raised its head and said in a loud voice, "You spirit master kneeling before me, your strength is sufficient, but why is your breath so weak. You are not qualified to be my successor!"

  One sentence made Yan Qing's face change suddenly.

  Lu Fan let out a loud roar, and it was at this moment!

  In an instant, Lu Fan's entire body burst out with powerful strength, along with his aura and Yan Qing's aura bursting out together.

  With a swing of his heavy sword, Lu Fan directly sent Chu Tian flying out.

  Lu Fan took a big step forward and launched two consecutive swords, sending Chu Hang and Han Feng flying again.

  Three people flew directly towards the golden skeleton's back door with a beautiful arc one after another.

  "Lu Fan, my junior brother!"

  Han Feng let out a loud cry in mid-air.

  "Get out and don't come back!"

  Han Feng and three others crashed into the gate, flying out of the Void Mansion.

  With a look of extreme astonishment on his face, Yan Qing exclaimed loudly: "You actually broke free from my Soul-Seizing Eyes, this is impossible!"

  Lu Fan raised his sword and said, "This proves that your Soul-Capturing Eye is useless!"