Cangxuan Continent, Yu Kingdom, Qinghe City.
The streets were bustling with people, vibrant and flourishing.
There was a tea stall by the roadside.
For just one copper coin, one could drink a large bowl of iced tea to their heart’s content.
A young man in plain clothes sat there, drinking tea quietly.
Recalling the past year of hiding and fleeing, he felt deeply emotional.
As a person who underwent Transmigration, living like this was truly embarrassing.
His name was Chu Xuan, and twenty years ago, he had undergone Transmigration to the Cangxuan Continent, becoming an Outer Sect Disciple of the Wuji Sect.
However, there was no old master, no Golden Finger.
All he had was his handsome appearance and average Aptitude.
Fortunately, the Wuji Sect was the strongest Sect in the Yu Kingdom; of the nine prefectures in the Yu Kingdom, three were under the control of the Wuji Sect.
It took Chu Xuan ten years to finally Cultivate Qi and enter the Qi Refinement Stage, promoting to an Inner Sect Disciple.
Knowing his Aptitude was mediocre, he dabbled widely in the fields of Gu, poisons, corpse refining, Puppet, and disguise, so although his Realm was not high, his strength was not bad.
His highest ranking was tenth among the Inner Sect Disciples.
He almost had a chance to be favored by an Elder and taken in as a Personal Disciple.
That was when the accident happened.
The First Old Ancestor of the Wuji Sect suffered Qi Deviation while cultivating and unexpectedly fell.
The five Sects of the Righteous Path in the Yu Kingdom learned of the news and claimed that the Wuji Sect was full of evil and committed heinous crimes, deserving to be exterminated by all, so they joined forces to attack the Wuji Sect.
The Wuji Sect was outnumbered and retreated steadily.
One Nascent Soul Old Ancestor and ten Golden Core Old Ancestors mostly died in battle, with several others surrendering, and only two escaped.
The Sect Master, Deputy Sect Master, Grand Elder, and others either died, fled, or surrendered.
From being at the height of its power to a total collapse, it only took a short month.
Compared to those Golden Core experts, Chu Xuan was just a small shrimp, which was why he managed to escape with his life.
However, his identity forced him to hide and flee.
Now, it had been a year since the five Sects exterminated the demons.
Many Wuji Sect Disciples had been captured and executed.
But he was still alive.
The wide range of Spells he had dabbled in back then had now become the skills that kept him alive.
At this very moment, although he was just sitting there, everything around him was heard clearly.
This was because he was raising a “Listening Gu” in both of his ears.
This type of Gu could amplify faint sounds in the surroundings, allowing him to hear extremely subtle noises.
At this time, another person walked over and sat down in front of the young man in plain clothes with some hesitation.
He lowered his voice and said, “Heavenly King covers the earth tiger?”
Chu Xuan said calmly, “You are a two-fifty.”
That person said again, “Pagoda suppresses the river demon?”
Chu Xuan, “You are truly incompetent.”
That person breathed a sigh of relief, “Senior Brother, you are truly brave to choose to meet here!”
Chu Xuan drank tea calmly, “We are both law-abiding, proper Loose Cultivators, what is there to be afraid of.”
The person swallowed a mouthful of saliva and nodded repeatedly.
The look in his eyes when he looked at Chu Xuan was full of admiration.
This Senior Brother Chu Xuan of his had been ranked tenth among the Inner Sect Disciples of the Wuji Sect.
But a year had passed, and the Inner Sect Disciples ranked ahead of Chu Xuan had all been captured by the Sects of the Righteous Path.
Only Chu Xuan remained at large.
He even dared to appear swaggeringly in the territory of the Righteous Path Sects.
He had to admire Chu Xuan’s courage!
“He Liang, did you bring the items?” Chu Xuan took a sip of tea and said casually.
He Liang nodded, took out a Low Grade Storage Pouch, and handed it over.
Chu Xuan took it and reached inside to check.
He cultivated blood techniques and needed a large amount of essential blood.
Mortals, Yao Beasts, as long as they were living beings with essential blood, it would do.
Killing Mortals to obtain essential blood was naturally the fastest way.
But that would reduce Karma, and if he killed too many Mortals, he would be targeted by the Heavenly Dao.
When the time came to break through to a higher Realm, there would be rolling heavenly thunder and raging earthly fire, with endless calamities.
It would be hard not to die.
Chu Xuan guessed that the unexpected fall of the First Old Ancestor of the Wuji Sect had something to do with his heavy killing.
Now that the Wuji Sect was destroyed, the five Sects of the Righteous Path were strictly investigating the slaughter of Mortals.
Slaughtering Mortals at such a time was no different from seeking death.
Therefore, he entrusted He Liang to bring him Yao Beast blood beads.
This item was purified blood, small in volume, high in energy, and suitable for Cultivate.
“The quality is not bad.”
Chu Xuan nodded slightly and tossed ten small Spirit Stones over.
He Liang looked greedy and quickly accepted them.
Chu Xuan was about to leave when he suddenly felt that something was wrong in the surroundings.
The snack stalls, vegetable stalls, rouge shops, and meat shops in the distance seemed to have changed people.
The voices of the speakers had also changed.
Vaguely, it seemed as if he was already under heavy surveillance.
Among them, there was no lack of powerful auras of the Foundation Establishment Stage!
He couldn’t help but glance at He Liang.
This face of his was a human skin mask made just today; besides He Liang, no one knew he was Chu Xuan.
“It seems that I have to change my face again.”
Chu Xuan’s expression was calm.
“Junior Brother, I still need one more thing.” He suddenly said.
He Liang nodded, “Senior Brother, please instruct.”
Chu Xuan, “Do you have any Spirit Blood Pills?”
He Liang nodded seriously, “There are two, which I swiped from the treasury when I fled the Sect.”
Chu Xuan lowered his voice, “I need Spirit Blood Pills, the more the better.”
He Liang was stunned, “But, Spirit Blood Pills are only needed by seriously injured Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivators, Senior Brother, you…”
He suddenly realized, “I know!
Senior Brother, have you found Junior Martial Uncle Liu?”
Junior Martial Uncle Liu, full name Liu Zhenxiong, Foundation Establishment Stage, was one of the few Wuji Sect Cultivators who had not yet been captured by the Righteous Path Cultivators.
Chu Xuan said coldly, “Don’t ask what you shouldn’t ask.”
He Liang quickly covered his mouth, “I know, I know.”
“Give me the Spirit Blood Pills.” Chu Xuan reached out.
He Liang said in a low voice, “Spirit Blood Pills are too precious, Senior Brother, you don’t have enough Spirit Stones, do you?”
Chu Xuan remained silent.
He Liang said quickly, “How about this, you take me to see Junior Martial Uncle Liu, I will hang out with you guys, at such a time we should huddle together for warmth, Senior Brother.”
Chu Xuan said sternly, “No, the risk is too high!”
He Liang sighed and groaned, gritted his teeth, took out a Spirit Stone, and stuffed it into Chu Xuan’s hand.
“A middle-grade Spirit Stone!
No more than that!”
Chu Xuan raised his eyebrows.
Small Spirit Stones were scraps from Spirit Stone mines, with low purity, generally only circulating among Qi Refinement Stage Cultivators.
Middle-grade Spirit Stones had quite high purity and were larger in size, mostly circulating in the hands of Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivators.
One middle-grade Spirit Stone was enough to exchange for one hundred small Spirit Stones.
He didn’t expect He Liang to actually have one.
“With such sincerity from you, I can barely rest assured.” Chu Xuan nodded slightly.
He Liang also let out a sigh of relief, “Let’s go quickly, Senior Brother, only with the protection of a Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator like Junior Martial Uncle Liu can I feel at ease.”
Chu Xuan nodded, “The location is a deserted residential house in the east of the city, follow me.”
After speaking, he threw down a copper coin and immediately got up.
He Liang followed quickly.
After they left, the six Cultivators who were observing from a distance immediately came to the tea stall.
The middle-aged Cultivator leading them had an immortal demeanor, obviously a Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator.
“He Liang left with him; it should be that we hooked a big fish!” The middle-aged Cultivator looked happy.
“Follow immediately, if we catch this big fish, we all have merit!” He whispered.
“Yes!”
A moment later, at the residential house in the east of the city.
The middle-aged Cultivator and others arrived here and surrounded the nearby houses tightly.
“Junior Martial Uncle, when shall we go in?” A young Disciple asked.
“Wait for the signal!” The middle-aged Cultivator whispered.
After a while, a cracking sound came out.
The door was directly blown away.
He Liang’s figure fell out, vomiting blood in mid-air.
He screamed in pain, “Underground!
Liu Zhenxiong is underground!
They found me!”
The middle-aged Cultivator’s eyes lit up, and he immediately roared, “Charge in!
Try to capture alive!”
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.
The Righteous Path Cultivators dashed past He Liang and rushed into the house.
There was indeed a dark hole in the house, leading directly underground.
The middle-aged Cultivator and others entered it and found that there were many passages inside, as well as many traps, simply like a maze.
After searching for a long time, a Cultivator screamed, “Junior Martial Uncle, here is a dried corpse, its face skin has been peeled off!”
The middle-aged Cultivator was stunned, and after carefully identifying the corpse, he was instantly furious, “This is He Liang!
The one outside is Chu Xuan!
Chase quickly, we have all been deceived by him!”
However, when they returned to the ground, where was there any trace of “He Liang”.
“Damn Chu Xuan!
He got away again!”
The middle-aged Cultivator was furious.