novelraw Chapter 19: A Fierce Battle Against the Blood Demon, Control-Type Magical Artifacts Unleash Explosiv
Chapter 19: A Fierce Battle Against the Blood Demon, Control-Type Magical Artifacts Unleash Explosiv
Luoyang Mountain.
Baili Mountain Villa.
Although the members of the Enforcement Hall admired Chen Nanchao, they remained resolute and decisive when faced with matters of principle.
Since our paths diverge, then let us meet in life or death!
As if venting his anger, Ma Zouri swung his heavy blade, cleaving two Baili family disciples who rushed towards him in half at the waist, their stinking entrails spilling all over the ground.
Chen Nanchao stared at Li Muyu with a sinister smile.
"No wonder Xu Zhengyang was so eager to get rid of you; you are indeed repulsive."
Li Muyu's smile remained unchanged.
"What? Did being publicly exposed your hypocrisy hurt your feelings?"
Chen Nanchao narrowed his eyes, his figure moving like a ghost, taking three steps in one, and in an instant he arrived in front of Li Muyu. His five fingers were glowing with scarlet blood, and he went straight for Li Muyu's heart.
Li Muyu slightly lowered his shoulders and threw a punch, his fist and palm meeting the attack. A powerful aura surged up like a tide, blasting a Baili family disciple who was rushing towards him into a bloody mess.
The two were locked in a stalemate when a sharp sword aura suddenly shot out from behind Li Muyu.
Chen Nanchao dodged, his figure retreating ten feet, his chest covered in blood and flesh, like a blooming blood lotus, staining his entire clothes red.
"As expected of a top-five prodigy on the Sky Ranking, his attacks are ruthless."
Ji Yudie stood beside Li Muyu, holding a slender, soft sword, as thin as a cicada's wing, with a chilling sword intent.
"Chen Nanchao, for your own selfish desires, you used the Baili family to harm the people, committing bloody atrocities. Do you still not repent?"
Chen Nanchao scoffed, his face showing disdain.
"What a selfish desire! As direct disciples of each peak, you have a constant supply of cultivation resources, so naturally you can speak with such self-righteousness."
"But we people are not welcomed by the sects. For a little merit, we spend our days slaying demons."
"To be honest, you so-called sect prodigies have slain countless demons and eliminated a few monsters. What gives you the right to be so high and mighty!"
Li Muyu neither commented nor responded to Chen Nanchao's remarks.
But that's reality. Some people are born with everything, while others can never even dream of it in their entire lives.
Even in the world of cultivation, this conclusion cannot be escaped.
"One general's success is built on the bones of ten thousand; someone always has to make a sacrifice!"
Chen Nanchao pulled out a black and red demon pill from the bag, and a strong smell of blood immediately filled the entire manor.
Baili Xiao stared at the pill that had been used to gamble with the entire Baili family, his eyes filled with madness, and he lunged at Chen Nanchao.
"How dare you, you brat! Those are the elixirs of the Baili family!"
As the pill entered Chen Nanchao's throat, his blood and qi surged like a turbulent tide, his meridians and acupoints were filled with rich blood and qi, his body swelled up, his eyes were bloodshot and red, and he kept panting heavily, resembling a humanoid monster.
Baili Xiao's five fingers were like knives as he reached into Chen Nanchao's abdomen with one palm, trying to take out the pill.
However, he clearly misjudged the power of the Blood Transformation Demon Pill. Not only did he fail to touch the so-called pill, but his entire arm gradually merged with Chen Nanchao, like a melting candle.
"Damn it! What kind of monster is this?!"
Baili Xiao looked panicked and struggled to pull his arm away, but Chen Nanchao held him tightly, leaving him helpless as they merged into one.
Having tasted the sweetness, Chen Nanchao licked his lips. His massive, mountain-like body suddenly extended several octopus-like tentacles, drawn by the blood energy, which wrapped around the Baili family disciples who also cultivated evil immortal arts, and swallowed them all.
Li Muyu frowned slightly, sensing that eerie aura that had risen to the peak of the fifth realm in a short time, and the aura was not diminishing, attempting to break through the bottleneck of the fourth realm.
We can't let this continue any longer!
As he began to form hand seals, the Thunderfire Sword suddenly roared, like a thunderous dragon's cry, piercing through the demonic entity that Chen Nanchao had transformed into.
But the mountain of flesh writhed and then returned to normal in the blink of an eye. It seemed to be staring at the strong blood and energy on Li Muyu's body, and several tentacles came out at the same time to bind him tightly.
"Such abundant vital energy! You should become a part of my body too!"
Seeing this, Ji Yudie wielded her soft sword with the grace of a willow branch, unleashing a brilliant sword aura like a lotus flower that exploded on Chen Nanchao's mountain of flesh, creating a pile of bloody pulp and mangled flesh, but the effect was minimal.
Just then, Lu Guan suddenly stepped forward, carrying a Qiankun bag in his hand.
"Brother Yu, let me help you!"
He poured out a pile of high-level magic treasures from his Qiankun bag, including the Soul-Stabilizing Bell and the Wind-Suppressing Flag...
They just threw it all out as if it were free.
A deafening roar erupted in the sky, the flames illuminating almost half the night.
As Ma Zouri stood by, he felt a pang of heartache and was speechless.
Why do control-type magical artifacts deal explosive damage?
Lu Guan scratched his head.
"These magical artifacts are of too high a grade for me to use. Fortunately, their grade is still intact, so even self-destruction can deal a lot of damage."
Shouyin looked emotional.
It's good to be rich; all these high-grade magical artifacts are just for show.
What's the difference between this and simply throwing money at someone?
Joking aside, its power should not be underestimated.
The speed of Chen Nanchao's integration slowed down significantly, and a deep crater was blasted into the ground, revealing a corner of the underground palace.
"Want to eat me? We'll see if you have the appetite!"
Enraged by the beating, Li Muyu punched Chen Nanchao's mountain-like body, then slammed him into the underground palace.
As the two figures landed, the ground trembled, burying the entrance to the underground palace.
Inside the underground palace.
The two were bathing in the pool of blood, locked in a fierce battle, neither giving an inch, fighting purely with their flesh and blood, oblivious to the pain.
To Chen Nanchao's surprise, Li Muyu was able to hold his own against his body, which had been tempered by the Blood Pill, and even became more courageous after each setback, giving him a sense of being suppressed.
Li Muyu stabbed Chen Nanchao in the chest with his fist, and when he pulled it out, he was holding several bloody ribs in his hand. The sound of flesh tearing was incessant.
One punch after another, flowing like water, with continuous breaths.
Chen Nanchao gradually struggled, and suddenly let out a painful roar as his ribs burst through his chest cavity, the white bones piercing out of his chest like thorny brambles.
Li Muyu couldn't dodge in time, and a white bone pierced through his shoulder, leaving it covered in blood and flesh.
Chen Nanchao roared, his blood and qi scalding like a furnace. The blood pool beneath his feet seemed to be drawn in, steaming and transforming into scarlet evil energy that spread out and enveloped the entire underground palace.
The corpses hanging upside down above the blood pool sizzled and corroded the moment they came into contact with the scarlet aura, turning into pus that flowed down.
Li Muyu felt the blood energy gradually thickening. Although his own blood energy was vigorous, if this continued, he would not escape being refined.
As if drawn by the evil energy, a tiger's roar suddenly erupted in Li Muyu's mind.
It's the Eight Directions Prison Tiger Technique!
With a thought, Li Muyu met the crimson aura head-on and punched Chen Nanchao in the chest.
"Stop struggling, you can't escape the fate of being refined."
Chen Nanchao's fleshy mountain writhed, tightly enveloping Li Muyu's arm, like a torrent of bloody maw, ready to devour him completely.
Li Muyu grinned maliciously, a hint of crimson appearing in his eyes.
"Who will eat whom is still uncertain!"
The next moment, Chen Nanchao's hideous and terrifying face suddenly twisted into a grim and gloomy expression, as if he had seen a ghost.
The crimson aura permeating the underground palace seemed to be drawn in, converging like a vortex and pouring into Li Muyu's body.
"No, no, this is impossible...!"
Even the blood energy in Chen Nanchao's body was visibly withering. He roared and struggled, but he was like a moth caught in a spider web, being dragged inch by inch into the abyss.
"Don't worry, I'll send Xu Zhengyang down to keep you company soon!"
Once the scarlet malevolent energy was completely devoured.
Like the disciples whose life force was drained, Chen Nanchao turned into a withered skeleton.
【Eight Directions Prison Tiger Technique (Body Tempering and Evil Infusion), Advanced Earth-Rank Technique, (Perfected)】
[Technique/Supernatural Power: Blood Fiend Prison Tiger Talisman]
Li Muyu let out a long sigh and casually tossed away the withered bone in his hand.
Just then.
Suddenly, a ray of light appeared in the dark and gloomy underground palace.
The members of the Enforcement Hall broke open the sealed cave and jumped down.
Lu Guan stumbled and staggered all the way to Li Muyu's side.
"Brother Yu, are you alright?"
Looking at the stench and gloomy scene inside the underground palace, with innocent corpses hanging all around, the members of the Enforcement Hall felt a mix of emotions.
Was all of this caused by Chen Nanchao...?
"Senior Brother Chen..."
"Where is Chen Nanchao?"
Li Muyu pointed to the withered corpse beside him.
Ji Yudie looked at Li Muyu's slightly tired face, her bright eyes revealing a complicated expression. She felt that she could understand the person in front of her less and less.
After Chen Nanchao consumed the Blood Transformation Demon Pill, he devoured the blood energy of everyone, and his cultivation level approached the peak of the fifth realm. Li Muyu actually killed him alone.
Honestly, could I do that myself?
A female disciple stared at the ugly, withered skeleton with disgust and righteous indignation.
"I never imagined Chen Nanchao would be this kind of person. You can never truly know a person's heart just by looking at their face!"
"Fortunately, Junior Brother Li was there and killed this demon, thus averting a major disaster."
As she spoke, she pushed aside Lu Guan and leaned forward with a concerned expression.
"Is Junior Brother Li injured?"
Li Muyu gave it a cold look.
"Let go."
"Um?"
The female disciple did not hear clearly.
Li Muyu turned his head and looked at him with a cold and piercing gaze that sent chills down one's spine.
"I told you your hands are dirty, don't touch me."
The female disciple's lips trembled slightly, and she awkwardly released her hand.
Li Muyu stared at the withered bones beside him.
"The matter is closed, but Chen Nanchao is, after all, a disciple of the Southern Immortal Sect, so he still needs to be brought back to the Enforcement Hall for an explanation."
"Considering the deep friendship you've always had, I'll entrust the remains to you few. Is that alright?"
Looking at the ugly, withered skeleton, the women felt a chill run down their spines.
But seeing Li Muyu's unquestionable order, they dared not disobey.
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After everyone returned to their sect.
Li Muyu went to the Enforcement Hall and truthfully reported the whole story to the Enforcement Elder.
The other party was also taken aback by Chen Nanchao's actions and was quite furious.
On the way back to Mount Nainai, we passed a notice board outside the messenger hall.
Surrounded by a group of disciples, the noise was chaotic and crowded.
In the past, when such situations occurred, it was either because a fairy was involved in a scandal or because a great treasure from a secret realm had appeared in the world.
Li Muyu was uninterested and was about to leave when he suddenly heard someone mention Zhoukou Village, and he stopped in his tracks.
"The dragon clan of Chunjiang Prefecture is truly audacious! This little dragon lord actually dares to trespass into Wujiang territory and cause trouble. Does he really think that my Southern Immortal Sect is without anyone to rely on?"
Li Muyu came to the edge of the crowd and looked at the notice board from afar.
In the third year of Qiande, on the Gengxin day, Xiaojiao Jun of Chunyang Prefecture massacred a fishing village on the banks of the Wujiang River.
The entire village was wiped out, not even a chicken or a dog was spared!
Upon seeing this, Li Muyu's eyes widened slightly.
"What happened?"
The disciples in charge of the messenger hall were posting notices nearby, shaking their heads in regret.
"I heard there was a carp spirit in Wujiang, who was the lover of the Little Dragon Lord of Chunjiang Prefecture. He was beheaded a few days ago, so isn't he coming to seek revenge?"
"The Jiao clan of Chunjiang Prefecture is powerful and has blood ties with the South China Sea Dragon Clan. The elders are currently negotiating with the Jiao clan."
Upon hearing this, an older disciple shook his head in disdain.
"What kind of negotiation is this? The Jiao Clan of Chunjiang Prefecture has always been used to bullying others. The sect will just issue a moral condemnation and then let it go."
Upon hearing this, Li Muyu remained silent for a long time before turning and leaving.
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Jade Maiden Peak.
Ji Yudie sat cross-legged on the small couch, practicing her internal energy, but for some reason, she was always restless and unable to enter a meditative state.
When I close my eyes, that annoying face involuntarily appears in my mind, and his voice keeps echoing in my ears.
"If you're timid and hesitant, unable to move freely, what's the point of cultivating immortality?"
Ji Yudie lowered her eyebrows, her eyes seemed to flow like clear springs, and her face, as smooth as jade, revealed a hint of self-mockery.
Knock knock,
There was a sudden knock on the door.
Lu Guan stood outside the door, his hands supporting his knees and his breath coming in ragged gasps.
"Have you seen Brother Fish?"
Ji Yudie shook her head.
"Didn't he go to the Enforcement Hall to report back?"
"What happened?"
Lu Guan said anxiously.
"I just passed by the messenger hall and learned that Zhoukou Village, which I passed by a few days ago, was slaughtered by Xiao Jiaojun of Chunjiang Prefecture."
"I searched the entire sect but couldn't find Brother Yu. I'm worried he's gone to cause trouble for the Flood Dragon."
Upon hearing this, Ji Yudie frowned and immediately took Lu Guan and headed towards Zhoukou Village.
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On the banks of the Wujiang River.
The sky above Zhoukou Village.
The disciples of the Discipline Hall stood on their swords, their hands forming hand seals, working together to manipulate a magic array that acted as a natural barrier, sealing and isolating this place.
"Senior brother, how much longer are we going to stay here? Little Flood Dragon Lord has no intention of leaving."
One of the younger disciples complained.
Zhao Tianran said.
"The sect elders have already contacted the Chunyangjiang Jiao Clan to come and pick them up."
Upon hearing this, the young disciple looked at the confident figure below with some resentment.
"So, we're just leaving this matter as it is?"
Zhao Tianran shook his head slightly.
"This is something the sect elders need to consider; you and I only need to stay here and keep watch."
The young disciple pursed his lips and whispered.
"They always boast about being one of the five major sects, but they don't even dare to provoke the Chunyangjiang Jiao Clan. I really hope someone comes and teaches them a lesson."
As the two were talking, the disciple beside them suddenly saw a figure in white approaching from the village entrance and immediately issued a warning.
"Please wait, fellow disciple. The area ahead has been sealed by an array."
Li Muyu looked at the village, which had been thriving just a few days ago, now devastated, with only the lingering smell of blood in the air.
At the entrance of the village, there stood a mud-brick house, now only ruins remain.
On a small patch of sand, someone had written several rows of small characters densely with a twig.
Bai Yuxiu.
Although the handwriting was crooked and far from elegant, it was extremely earnest.
Li Muyu seemed to see the figure of a little girl, wearing rough clothes full of patches, squatting in front of a small sand pile, holding a twig in her small hand, carefully writing her name stroke by stroke.
Li Muyu remained silent and slowly walked towards the sealing formation.
At the center of the magic circle.
A naked dragon-man with ferocious dragon horns on his forehead lay coiled up, his back covered with hard black scales. Although he was still young, the fierce and bloodthirsty aura in his eyes was still chilling.
Sensing someone approaching, Little Dragon Lord slowly raised his head, his eyes gleaming with a sinister light as he scrutinized Li Muyu.
"Who are you? Summon the elders of the Southern Immortal Sect to see me."
Li Muyu ignored him and spoke calmly.
"Did you make this?"
Little Dragon Lord sneered and spoke provocatively.
"So what if it is?"
Li Muyu's expression remained unchanged; he simply raised his hands slowly.
"It's said that the Jiaolong clan has keen senses; didn't you smell a familiar scent?"
"I killed that carp demon!"