PDLP Chapter 55: Blood Fiend Qi
Chapter 55: Blood Fiend Qi
The Shu Kingdom.
Near the land of witchcraft, in a forest of corpses.
Qi Yu sat cross-legged on a huge piece of white bone, with a white jade tortoise beside him.
"Wait, Xiaobai, why does your ancestor like to litter with his remains so much?"
"Get out of here."
The white jade tortoise's tail lashed out at Qi Yu with a dull thud, then it explained:
"During the great war between immortals and demons, our turtle clan cultivated the [Longevity Qi] path, and the three Qi of fortune, longevity, and prosperity all resided in the Thunder Palace."
"Therefore, in that great battle, the remains of my people were naturally scattered everywhere."
"Sigh, what exactly happened in that war between immortals and demons back then?" Qi Yu asked in confusion.
The record of the war between immortals and demons is only a few words long, but what can be gleaned from it is that the Thunder Palace disregarded etiquette and law, and recklessly abused its power as the "law enforcer of Heaven," leading to the collapse of social order and morality.
Subsequently, several True Lords, in conjunction with various sects, destroyed the Thunder Palace, which was then also known as the Demonic Sect.
However, in response to Qi Yu's question, the white jade turtle shook its head and said:
"I don't have many memories of this from my bloodline, I only know that it involves the dispute over the path of cultivation back then."
The white jade tortoise nudged Qi Yu with its small head and said:
"Alright, instead of worrying about this, you should be concerned about the [Tai Xu] Secret Realm that will open in ten years."
"What's inside that secret realm?"
"Naturally, there are precious medicines and secret techniques that will help you break through to the Purple Mansion realm," said the white jade tortoise.
"Moreover, your friend who cultivates the [Divine Thunder] path will definitely go to the [Great Void] Secret Realm. When you find him then, we'll directly pledge allegiance to him."
"You mean Brother Li will also go to the [Tai Xu] Secret Realm?" Qi Yu's eyes lit up immediately.
The white jade tortoise nodded slightly and said:
"Of course, this [Tai Xu] Secret Realm opens once every hundred years, and the next one will be in ten years. As long as your friend can break through to the Foundation Establishment Realm before then, he will definitely enter."
"With Brother Li's talent, breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage will not be difficult for him," Qi Yu affirmed.
"Then why don't you hurry up and start cultivating?"
The white jade tortoise bumped its little head again and said:
"I've given you all my ancestors' knowledge. If you still can't establish your foundation, I'll break off our contract."
Qi Yu is currently only at the fourth level of Qi Refining. Under normal circumstances, it would be almost impossible for him to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage without thirty or forty years of training.
Therefore, the white jade turtle brought him to find the ancestor, hoping to use the power of the ancestor's bloodline to quickly break through to the Foundation Establishment realm, so as to catch up with the [Tai Xu] Secret Realm ten years later.
Although Qi Yu is human, due to the contract he formed with the white jade tortoise, the two are now inseparable, their souls intertwined.
They can even share the bloodline supernatural powers of demonic beasts.
Therefore, Qi Yu can actually be considered half of the White Jade Tortoise.
"Don't worry, I can definitely do it in ten years of foundation building." Qi Yu's gaze was firm.
After saying this, he crossed his legs and, with the help of the white jade tortoise, slowly refined the white bones beneath him.
Even the bones of a Foundation Establishment cultivator will transform into many spiritual creatures after death, let alone these demonic beasts.
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Deep within the land of witchcraft.
A tribe of shamans.
Ning Que, dressed in black and masked, held the Blood Fiend Scimitar of a sorcerer. He looked down at the tribe below, silently counting in his mind:
"There are 452 mortals, 17 cultivators at the Meridian Opening Realm, and 2 cultivators at the Qi Refining Realm."
"That should be enough for me to break through to the late stage of Qi Refining."
After thinking it over, he moved and transformed into a cloud of blood mist, flying towards the witch tribe.
In the tribe, the shaman soldiers, clad in armor and armed with weapons, patrolled when they saw a cloud of blood mist flying in from not far away. They were immediately terrified and cried out in panic:
"What, what is that?!"
Just as they were frantically preparing to draw their bows and nock their arrows, the blood mist suddenly stopped overhead, revealing a human figure.
Ning Que's expression was cold, his eyes bloodshot. He made a hand seal, and the mortals immediately convulsed and fell to the ground in agony.
"Ah! Ahhh!"
Then you could see wisps of blood flowing from their mouths, noses, eyes, ears, and all the openings on their bodies.
Ning Que then summoned a blood vessel and carefully collected the blood energy.
The soldiers who had come to provide support from afar saw this scene and immediately fled in terror, scrambling and tumbling away while shouting:
"Demon... Demonic cultivator! Help!"
Ning Que did not stop him, but instead collected the blood of the mortals in front of him on his own.
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Inside the main tent.
Several Wu tribe monks were drinking and making merry, while beautiful women from the East were singing and dancing in the tent, having a wonderful time!
Just then, a soldier rushed in from outside the tent and knelt on the ground:
"General... a celestial being has appeared outside, and he's sucking the blood of everyone he sees!"
"Sucking blood?"
Upon hearing this, Motoshan, who was at the head of the table, immediately became serious and said in a deep voice:
"Are you sure that person is drinking blood?"
"I witnessed it with my own eyes; I would never dare to deceive the general!"
"Drinking blood," whispered the shaman beside Motor Mountain, who was also at the Qi Refining Realm.
"Could he be a [Blood Qi] cultivator?"
"How come there are cultivators practicing Blood Qi here?"
Motoshan's expression turned grim. He cultivated the [Fiend Qi], and Blood Fiend was originally one of the two, so the two Qi could complement each other.
However, after the Blood Qi was destroyed by the Thunder Palace, many ancient techniques were lost. As a result, Blood Qi cultivators in this era began to cultivate the Killing Qi technique.
As a result, the blood of a [Sha Qi] cultivator becomes a great tonic for a [Xue Qi] cultivator.
This made Motoshan think twice about the intentions of this [Blood Qi] cultivator:
"This Blood Qi cultivator is probably targeting you and me."
at the same time.
Ning Que looked at the cultivators who had appeared at the Meridian Opening Realm, sneered, and transformed his body into a cloud of blood mist. While avoiding the damage, the blood mist transformed into needles as fine as silkworm silk, piercing through these cultivators at the Meridian Opening Realm one by one.
"A bunch of low-level cultivators," Ning Que said coldly.
He then showed no mercy and began the massacre.
In an instant, a wail echoed through the forest, and a large amount of blood was collected into a blood vessel.
Just then, Ning Que sensed something and looked up to see two witches wielding large swords riding the wind.
"Good timing!"
Ning Que looked at the two Qi Refining cultivators, but instead of being afraid, he revealed a maniacal smile.
"The main course is finally served!"
Motoshan looked at the withered corpses scattered on the ground, anger rising on his face. His gaze sharpened and landed on Ning Que, and he frowned, saying:
"He's from the East?"
This piqued his curiosity. Why did the Easterners not cultivate the orthodox methods, but instead cultivate the incomplete method of "Blood Qi"?
"Could this be a trap?"
Just as he hesitated, Ning Que summoned his blood spear and took the initiative to meet him.
"Become my food!"
Motoshan's gaze sharpened, and his aura surged suddenly, a dark, malevolent energy instantly enveloping the broadsword.
With a swing of his broadsword, the murderous aura transformed into a tangible black light that slashed towards Ning Que.
Ning Que neither dodged nor evaded, thrusting his blood-red spear straight out, colliding with the blade's edge.
"boom!"