The Invincible Supreme Medical God

Chapter 1389 - 716: Bloodline Master

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He also spent a lot of time thinking about what Song Junwan had mentioned: Middle Peak’s judgment of the Bloodline Master, and how she intended to seek his help.

"If Song Junwan becomes Bloodline Master, then there’ll be reason to overturn the elder position. Normally, someone is promoted out of the Bloody Elders. But I’d bet that if someone is famous enough, even if they’re not one of the Bloody Elders yet, they might still be considered!"

By this time, Yan Xiaobao had suffered so much at the paws of the talking rabbit that he only made comments in his heart. But when he thought about an elder position opening up, his eyes still shone with light.

That would be his best chance to successfully obtain the Eternal Indestructible Relic and finally be able to leave the Blood Flow Sect.

"In the Blood Flow Sect, I’m already as famous as Song Qu, which means I’ve surpassed the Bloody Elders." However, I might not be famous enough to directly become Great Elder. In the next few months, I need to do some things to make myself even more famous. Whether it’s good or bad, I have to convince people that, even though I’m only in the Mortal-Dao Foundation, I’m still a shocking and utterly unbelievable expert!" His eyes shone even more brightly than before.

Thus the days passed. The war between the deep sect and the Pill Sect had already reached the point where both factions had mobilized their full strength.

Rumors about the war were flying everywhere. Some of the stories were true, some were false, but all of them left the disciples of the Blood Flow Sect reeling. At the same time, the war preparations of the Blood Flow Sect were nearing completion, and disciples had already been dispatched by the Sect to unknown locations.

Yan Xiaobao could see that the Blood Cloud coiling above the Sect was growing larger and heavier. Even the Blood Qi within the Sect itself seemed to be getting stronger.

Although Yan Xiaobao had remained in secluded meditation the whole time and rarely appeared, stories about Nightcrypt were still spreading, and as time went by, they became increasingly bizarre.

For some reason, many people knew why Song Qu had been sent into secluded meditation as punishment. It even seemed as if some hidden force was trying to stir up anger toward Nightcrypt. As time passed, the cultivators of Middle Peak continued to dislike him more and more, and to fear him more and more as well.

People even started talking about the relationship between Nightcrypt and Miss Xue Mei, and many hoped she would eventually take him down.

"Miss Xue Mei, please come out and teach Nightcrypt a lesson!"

"Nightcrypt is way too terrifying! Everyone on Middle Peak and Corpse Peak is suffering because of him.

"The Big Boss of Middle Peak always stands on Nightcrypt’s side. Miss Xue Mei, please come out and chop him down!"

Xue Mei received such requests almost every day. At the same time, the tales about Nightcrypt kept circulating. In the end, things reached the point where many people thought of him as a Devil King.

However, there was nothing Xue Mei could do. Nightcrypt was favored by the Clan Leader, and he was highly skilled in Daoist medicine, very famous, with a reputation that placed him on the same level as Song Qu.

Someone like that was not a person Xue Mei should openly oppose. Moreover, she could sense that he possessed extraordinary battle prowess, and she knew that if she fought him, she would not be able to defeat him quickly.

Thus, she sat cross-legged in her Immortal Cave, eyes flickering coldly as she pondered the matter. The fact that someone was trying to provoke her into killing Nightcrypt did not make her lose her head.

In the end, she didn’t care who was doing such things. After all, she already wanted to kill Nightcrypt.

"Before long, when the Blood Demon Master begins the great fire trial, that slut Song Junwan and I will finally confront each other. Song Junwan is probably counting on Nightcrypt to help her, so getting rid of him is a blessing for me." Xue Mei let out a cold chuckle, the killing intent in her eyes growing even stronger.

"Nightcrypt never made much of a name for himself before. But after he came back from the Fallen Sword Abyss, he suddenly shot to the top. It’s almost like he’s a different person. Way too strange!

"He definitely has something fishy about him. Absolutely!" Because she knew it would not be an open showdown, it was time to start plotting in secret. With the Sect on the verge of erupting into war, the potential for destructive fallout was even greater. As Xue Mei investigated Nightcrypt’s background, rumors began spreading through the Blood Flow Sect. It was said that after receiving a pill from Nightcrypt, the Bloodline Master of Corpse Peak had immediately gone into secluded meditation, and still hadn’t emerged. However, powerful ripples were beginning to emanate from the Bloodline Master’s temple on Corpse Peak.

Quite a few people noticed those fluctuations, especially the bloodlines of Little Swamp Peak and Nameless Peak. At the moment, all three Bloodline Masters were relatively equal in strength, but now it seemed that the Bloodline Master of Corpse Peak was in the process of breaking through.

It was unlikely he would reach Gold Core, but after arriving at Corpse Peak, a breakthrough in corpse refinement techniques would cause his battle power to increase rapidly and dramatically.

Therefore, the Bloodline Masters of Little Swamp Peak and Nameless Peak began to grow nervous. A few days later, the Big Boss of Little Swamp Peak shot into the sky in a beam of light and appeared outside Yan Xiaobao’s Immortal Cave.

He was a tall, brawny man with an imposing appearance and a powerful aura of Blood Qi. As a body cultivator, he stood there like a mountain, radiating intense pressure. He said, "It’s me, Elder Han Chundong of Little Swamp Peak. Little brother Nightcrypt, are you home?"

The Blood Trees outside Yan Xiaobao’s Immortal Cave trembled, but didn’t dare to flee. No matter how afraid they were of outsiders, Nightcrypt was even more terrifying. All they could do was grit their teeth, stay where they were, and glare at the elder from Little Swamp Peak.