The so-called Mad Saber is naturally Chen Ming after changing his appearance. He carried one person in each hand, moving swiftly without slowing down, heading directly up the mountain instead of taking the main road.

It has been more than two months since he left Qingfeng City, from the depth of winter to the early spring. He traveled across half of Jiangzhou, seven commandery cities, and fought battles for two thousand miles.

He defeated a total of eighty-nine Sixth Grade martial artists, until half a month ago, he encountered the crazed Xiao Qianhao.

At that time, he was still thousands of experience points short and couldn’t break through to Fifth Grade. Facing this true Fifth Grade expert, he was completely outmatched.

It was the hardest battle he had fought since he arrived, and he ended up escaping by jumping into the river at the cost of getting injured.

He also lost a few thousand experience points.

Although Chen Ming escaped, this Xiao Qianhao seemed like a malicious sore, no matter where he ran, this guy could quickly catch up, having a very keen sense of smell.

Unknowingly, he had run to Yujie Commandery. Today, he almost got caught again, but finally, he had a clever idea, ran into this inn, and hid on the beam while no one was paying attention.

As the saying goes, the place under the lamp is the easiest to overlook, and indeed Xiao Qianhao did not notice anyone on the beam.

Then, Chen Ming witnessed several dramatic scenes, not only encountering demons but also Deng Ziyang.

Initially, he was poisoned too, but after his True Qi circulated for a few cycles, he expelled the poison. Evidently, his True Qi was very special, able to easily dispel such a peculiar poison.

When he saw those three Fourth Grade experts heavily injured and fallen, he finally revealed himself.

How could he possibly miss such a rare opportunity?

Fourth Grade, such a high level above him, if he could win once, how much experience points would that be?

As for taking advantage of others’ troubles, it’s the Mad Saber who gets cursed, what does that have to do with me, Chen Ming?

[You defeated an LV58 enemy, gaining 14000 experience points]

[You defeated an LV65 enemy, gaining 26000 experience points]

[You defeated an LV66 enemy, gaining 28000 experience points]

[You defeated an LV68 enemy, gaining 32000 experience points]

One Fifth Grade, three Fourth Grades, together it was exactly one hundred thousand experience points. For him, it was a windfall.

...

About half an hour later, Chen Ming hastily traveled along the mountain path and came across a cabin, carrying the two people in his hands as he walked forward.

There was no one inside, it seemed uninhabited for quite some time, probably built by nearby hunters for overnight stays during winter.

He opened the door and went inside, putting the two people down.

The demon had a pale face, staring at him with a venomous gaze.

Deng Ziyang kept his eyes closed, but during the journey, his breathing subtly changed, unable to escape Chen Ming’s perception; the guy was already awake, pretending to be unconscious.

Chen Ming looked at the demon and said, "I’m quite curious about the cultivation techniques of the Blood Demon Sect. Could you bring them out and let me take a look?"

The demon sneered, "After showing you, will you let me go?"

Chen Ming said, "I heard the cultivation techniques of the Longevity Sect are extremely special, capable of choosing their own heir, which makes me quite curious. If you die, will a cultivation technique emerge?"

The demon’s expression changed slightly.

Although this guy spoke oddly, he could still understand the meaning.

He gritted his teeth and said, "If you let me go, I can give you the Blood Demon Scripture. With it, you can be the current-day demon, and if you seize the Blood Demon Scriptures from other demons, you can reach beyond First Grade, becoming the Demon Lord of your era!"

Chen Ming chuckled, "I think you misunderstood. I’m just curious to see the Secret Technique of the Blood Demon Scripture. I have no intention of practicing this Demon Skill."

The most enticing aspect of the Blood Demon Scripture is its ability to devour others’ True Qi, then refine other martial artists into "Human Pills," quickly boosting one’s cultivation in this manner.

It is precisely this characteristic that allows the Blood Demon Sect to use this cultivation technique to corrode and lure those medium and small families. These people, due to the lack of cultivation techniques, remain stuck at certain boundaries, so it’s hard for them to resist the temptation of the Blood Demon Scripture.

But for him, this thing is useless.

As long as he continuously gains experience points, he can keep getting stronger without having to kill anyone and making enemies all over the world, isn’t this a hundred times better than the Blood Demon Scripture?

The demon didn’t believe him, sneering, "You’re lying, who wouldn’t be tempted by such a Divine Skill like the Blood Demon Scripture. I’ll be honest with you, even if you kill me, you won’t get the Blood Demon Scripture. It will automatically choose the next owner."

What Chen Ming said made him more curious, hearing his words implied that the cultivation technique not only has a physical form but also a consciousness...

Huh, isn’t this a magical artifact?

He suddenly became interested, thinking he might as well just kill him and see what the Blood Demon Scripture looks like.

The demon seemed to sense the killing intent in his eyes, his expression suddenly changed, and he immediately altered his words, "Here’s an idea, why don’t you take a look at the Blood Demon Scripture first and then make a decision."

With that said, a small bulge appeared at the center of his eyebrows, and after a few seconds, a drop of fresh blood trickled out, quickly expanding in the air to form a text.

This peculiar phenomenon surprised Chen Ming a bit.

This technique has already surpassed the range of ordinary Martial Dao. The level of the person who left this cultivation technique must be very high.

He thought to himself and was quickly absorbed by the words.

The blood characters seemed to sense his gaze, scrolling on their own according to his progress, revealing the subsequent contents.

These blood characters seemed to have magic power. Although written in an obscure, difficult-to-understand classical style, somehow upon seeing the text, he naturally understood the meaning in his mind.

At this moment, Deng Ziyang, sitting next to him, also opened his eyes, staring eagerly at those blood characters, ravenously reading the contents.

...

A long time passed.

Chen Ming finally finished reading and somewhat reluctantly asked, "Why isn’t there content for the eighth and ninth levels?"

The blood characters had already dissipated, transforming back into one drop of blood pearl, merging into the demon’s brow, disappearing.

The demon looked somewhat exhausted, explaining, "Only by breaking through to Third Grade, killing another demon, and seizing his blood pearl, merging it with mine, can you obtain the subsequent cultivation technique."

Chen Ming understood, the Blood Demon Sect used the methods of nurturing Gu to select its heirs.

It must be said, this Blood Demon Scripture certainly has something extraordinary about it, no wonder it’s an unparalleled Demon Skill passed down for thousands of years without interruption.

If not for the Yin Yang True Skill, he might really be tempted to learn this cultivation technique.

The various miraculous aspects of this Demon Skill will only manifest after reaching the Third Grade.

Below the Third Grade, besides the ability to devour and refine others’ True Qi, the combat power is not outstanding.

It is precisely because of this that the Devil has been lurking in the shadows, and pushed another person to the forefront to attract the attention under the Devil’s name.

Just now at the inn, facing the poisoned Wang Yumei, he still had to rely on a sneak attack to seriously injure her, and even then, he received a palm strike himself.

Against the poisoned Duan Peicheng, it resulted in mutual harm. His performance was quite subpar.

At this moment, the Devil took the opportunity to ask, "How about it? If you learn this ’Blood Demon Scripture,’ you have the chance to reach Third Grade within a few years. I’ll give you this Blood Pearl, and in the future, it is hoped to go beyond the First Grade. You only need to release—"

Puchi!

The Devil only felt a pain in his chest, looked down to see a knife pierced through his chest, his face full of disbelief, his mouth moved as if wanting to say something.

Chen Ming had already pulled out the knife, and blood spurted a meter high.

The light quickly faded from the Devil’s eyes, and he died with remaining grievances.

[You have slain an LV65 enemy, gaining 60,000 experience points]

Chen Ming looked at the notification in front of him, wiped the blood on the knife clean on the Devil’s body, before sheathing it back.

He felt no psychological burden killing such a person.

At this moment, a drop of fresh blood oozed from the Devil’s forehead, pausing in the air for a moment, then flew fiercely towards Chen Ming.

"Go away!"

He shouted with disgust.

The Blood Pearl seemed to sense his rejection, curved through the air, turned, and flew directly into Deng Ziyang’s forehead beside him, disappearing.

Deng Ziyang let out a miserable cry, the veins on his face bulged, like worms writhing under his skin.

Chen Ming was a little surprised, but helpless.

The Blood Pearl was too fast for him to stop.

This result was somewhat unexpected for him.

However, it might not be too bad. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Just as the Devil said before, once Deng Ziyang cultivated the ’Blood Demon Scripture,’ he had no other path to choose.

If he didn’t want to die, he could only tread down this dark path.

Now, the Blood Pearl chose him, meaning he became the new Devil, perhaps it was fate in the unseen world.

After a while, Chen Ming saw the abnormalities on Deng Ziyang’s body calming down, and the person also quieted down. He sighed inwardly and left the wooden house.

...

Not long after, Deng Ziyang woke from his coma, finding the Mad Saber gone and only the body of the former Devil beside him.

He stood dazed for a moment, recalling the events before he fainted, couldn’t help but look down at his own hands.

After the Blood Pearl entered his body, he had already broken through to the Sixth Grade, condensing True Qi within.

"Did he just leave like that?"

In fact, Deng Ziyang had a faint feeling just now that the Mad Saber didn’t seem to harbor malice towards him.

It seems his feeling was correct now.

The Mad Saber not only spared his life but presented him with an enormous opportunity, not just the Blood Pearl, but also...

Deng Ziyang glanced at the body beside him, taking a deep breath.

This was the body of a Fourth Grade expert, which could be refined into a Fifth Grade Human Pill, enough to help him break through to the Fifth Grade.

Originally, Deng Ziyang was very resistant to the idea of refining Human Pills.

However, thinking of Zhu Xixi who was still at the inn, he could not care so much. Without sufficient strength, how could he bring her back?

Deng Ziyang thought silently in his heart, "I will repay this kindness in the future!"

Knowing that it was not safe to stay here long, he picked up the body beside him and left the wooden house, disappearing into the mountains.

...

An hour later, Duan Peicheng arrived at the wooden house with a few subordinates.

Looking at the bloodstains on the ground and the freshly left traces, his face turned unpleasant, angrily kicking a hanging pot in the middle.

He came a step too late!

...

"Time to head back."

At this time, Chen Ming, who was already dozens of miles away, had dealt with Xiao Qianhao, no longer worried about being pursued.

Moreover, he had just greatly offended the blue-clad Captain Duan, so the identity of Mad Saber could no longer be used.

This trip, though encountering many unexpected events and some danger, fortunately, he was blessed with good fortune and emerged safe, even unexpectedly gained a substantial amount of experience points. Task accomplished ahead of schedule.

Thinking of this, he happily opened the panel.

[Level: 49]

[Current Points: 160,000]

[Cultivation Technique: ’Iron Horse Stance’ (Fifth Level Perfection), ’Yin Yang True Skill’ (Fourth Level 546781/600000)]

[Martial Skill: ’Three Talents Fist’ (Mastered), Eight Trigrams Saber Technique (Mastered), Zhuang’s Flying Knife (Mastered), Swallow Returning Sword Technique (Mastered), ’Vermilion Bird Swordsmanship’ (Proficient 21/500000)]

[Secret Technique: ’Disguise Technique’ (Mastered)]

Now, he had accumulated enough experience points and could break through to the Fifth Grade at any time. It could be said he returned with a full haul.

PS: Three Chapters, ten thousand words, requesting monthly votes.