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Mortal: The Heavenly Spiritual Root that Begins from the Demonic Path

Chapter 422: Blood Demon's First Rise

"Brother, why haven't you come back yet? I don't want Lihuasu anymore, I just want you to come back."Three days later, the sister who said goodbye that day sat at the doorstep, staring at the street entrance, making sure she could see her brother coming back first. In the past, her brother would always come back smelling like fish. She didn't like that smell, but that was her brother's smell, so every time she smelled the fishy smell she felt at ease. This time, she thought it would be the same as before, but in the end she never saw her brother come back. She was already ten years old, and had actually heard a lot of things. For example, there was one time when Uncle Wang’s family at the entrance of the village didn’t come back for three days, and then the woman in Uncle Wang’s family cried so hard that it seemed as if her soul was sucked out of her. She knew that Uncle Wang would never come back. But she didn't know that this time, she would be the one to encounter this situation. Finally, the third day passed, dusk passed the street corner, and a big man couldn't bear it anymore, so he walked to the front of the mansion. "Sister, I'm sorry. The person has passed away, and the living must continue to move forward." The girl's eyes suddenly turned red, but she kept them open to prevent the tears from flowing down, and turned her head away stubbornly. Her brother once said that crying is a sign of weakness and weakness will lead to bullying. Without her brother, she no longer had the right to be weak. - "I heard that more than ten cultivators have disappeared on the island recently, including quite a few who have reached the foundation building stage."

"There is no trace at all. There is no news at all." "Didn't we search for the demonic monks from Jiyin Island some time ago? I think it was most likely done by the monks from Jiyin Island." "Yeah, yeah, I thought so too," "It is said that the island owner knows everything and has ordered the search team to search for monks on the island who do not have identity tokens." The two were talking in low voices when an ordinary-looking man walked over. It was Yang Kai transformed by Yi Jue. In the past few days, he hid during the day and went out at night, looking for solitary monks to practice martial arts. Xiaomei was also taken with him to do a few orders near him. As a second-level monster, it was natural that every attack was accurate when attacking a Qi practitioner. Moreover, Xiaomei simply grew larger and swallowed the whole person, achieving the perfect effect without leaving a trace. And after Yi Jue devoured three foundation-building monks, he was able to master the Blood Transformation Technique. Xiao Mei, on the other hand, was trying hard to absorb the blood and energy of these monks. She was now on the verge of advancement. It would only take some time for her to advance to the third level. Yi Jue quietly quickened his pace, but was stopped by someone at this time. "Fellow Daoist Yang, are you here to buy iron stone?" The man who came was dressed as a Confucian scholar and was also in the foundation-building stage. He was the owner of the largest chamber of commerce on the Weixing Island, the Zhan Tai Chamber of Commerce, and a disciple of Zhan Tai Mieqing. Yi Jue had seen this person in Yang Kai's memory. His name was Mao Ya. Yang Kai used to buy iron stones every once in a while, but these iron stones were useless to ordinary cultivators. Only Yang Kai would use these iron stones to sharpen his sword from time to time, so Mao Ya remembered them in his heart. You know, his master once made a comment after seeing him buying iron stone. "If this boy persists for a hundred years, it won't be difficult for him to form a pill." His master was the current head of the Zhantai family, which had been passed down for thousands of years. He was well-informed and never easily criticized others, so he naturally remembered it clearly. However, it was hard to say how much of it was that he expected him to persist for a hundred years, and how much of it was that he expected him to give up halfway. Anyway, every time Yang Kai bought iron stone, he would ask a few questions. As a result, this time, almost a month has passed and he still hasn't come. Mao Ya didn't know whether he felt more fortunate or regretful. Anyway, he felt a little annoyed. Moreover, the Foundation Establishment monks on the island frequently disappeared, and the situation looked grim. That's why he couldn't sit still in the Chamber of Commerce, so he went out to get some fresh air. Unexpectedly, as soon as he went out, he met Yang Kai and greeted him immediately. "The trouble is this kid."

“I haven’t seen Brother Mao for over a month, and your cultivation has improved tremendously.” Yi Jue said this in a stiff manner, reflecting Yang Kai’s personality. When Mao Ya saw Yang Kai, perhaps because there had been frequent disappearances of Foundation Establishment cultivators recently, and his master had told him that many people had confirmed that many people's soul lamps had gone out, he was terrified, and didn't care whether he was familiar with Yi Jue or not, and started to complain directly. "It would be great if my cultivation was really improving. I have been practicing the Mingde Song Jue for a long time, but I still can't understand the fundamentals of my own virtue. Now the island is in turmoil, which makes it difficult for me to practice with peace of mind." "I don't know which damn demon thief came to my Weixing Island to cause trouble. Do you really think that there is no one on my Weixing Island?" It was naturally difficult for Yi Jue to interrupt, and the original owner himself was a person who practiced hardship. If he really talked to him eloquently and incessantly, he was afraid that he would not want to talk anymore. "Friend Yang, I will not hide it from you. If I didn't know your personality, I really wouldn't want to talk about this." "And I have also made it clear to you, my master is also very optimistic about you. If my master were not busy and you have your own inheritance, I am afraid you would also call me senior brother." Naturally, Yi Jue didn't even dare to say anything. Mao Ya talked to Yi Jue about a lot of troubles. Yi Jue had no choice but to accompany him to buy the iron stone. Then, with Mao Ya's farewell, he returned to the mountain where he was, closed his cave and began to practice. "This is really an unforeseen disaster." "I didn't expect that I would be caught just by going out. But it's not like I didn't gain anything. I didn't expect that all the Jindan cultivators have been dispatched." "I just don't know if the person I met the day before yesterday was Wu Chou." "If it is really him, I really don't mind. I will start a war between Xing Palace and Jiyin Island. At this time, the Jiyin Patriarch has not yet cultivated the Tiandu Corpse Fire. He is just an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator. It is a good opportunity for me to take a look at the situation of Xing Palace." However, when he was out hunting Foundation Establishment cultivators one day, he happened to meet an ugly Foundation Establishment cultivator in the late stage. However, he just glanced at him from a distance and then left. Yi Jue did not alert the enemy and chased him directly. Unexpectedly, the death of these foundation-building monks on the island was believed by Mao Ya's master to be the work of the evil cultivators from the Jiyin Island. If that person was really Wu Chou, it was possible that some evil cultivators from the Jiyin Island had sneaked in. "Damn it, damn it! If I find out who framed me, I will skin them alive and pull out their tendons." An ugly monk snorted coldly, his face showing a ferocious expression, making his already unbearable appearance even more unsightly. There was a flash of black light on his hand, and it pierced a monk's chest. However, before the monk died, he held Wu Chou's legs tightly. Before that, the monk had already lit a signal flare. The ugly monk kicked the monk away, and the dead body instantly turned into blood mist and exploded. "Hmph, what an eyesore, even though you're dead, you're still wasting my time." (End of this chapter)