Immortal of the Nine Realms-Chapter 90: Using Grand Xia As a Pill Furnace

“It's him.” Fang Chen's divine soul stared at Zhou Yiseng. He was dressed similarly to what Chen Da had described. His aura too was very similar to Xu Hui and company. That had to be Senior Bei.

“His injuries have recovered. We should stop wasting time and take him down together already!”

“Yes!” The six other cultivators yelled in unison. The strongest cultivator took the lead and they all sprang into action, each bringing out their own treasure and unleashing their various methods.

The mountain valley was suddenly enveloped in a dazzling array of colors. Just the mere scene of the cultivators fighting could leave any mortal overwhelmed with awe, and that was purely based on the incredulity of the scene, not their might per se.

Zhou Yiseng laughed heartily. “Y’all are just a bunch of clowns!" Then, the levitating long sword transformed into a streak of light that beamed toward the Heavenly Southern Sect cultivators, as it whizzed in the air, it instantly shattered all the attacks that it met. The sword’s momentum was beyond terrifying; it pierced through the chests of the cultivators one by one with unstoppable force.

All it took was one move, and blood splattered everywhere.

The seven cultivators fell to the ground one by one, their faces pallid. They had lost their ability to fight back in a single exchange. They subconsciously used their skills to heal their wounds.

Seeing that scene, Zhou Yiseng smiled ambiguously. “Seems like your senior brother is a cautious man. He was clearly afraid that I’d be lying in wait for him with my men; that’s why he didn’t dare pursue me himself.”

The seven cultivators' faces turned more ashen by the second, and they couldn’t help but glare at Zhou Yiseng menacingly.

“Now, if you’ll excuse me. The blood essence of a cultivator is far better than that of a martial artist. Once I absorb your blood essence, not only will my injuries recover completely, I may even be able to break through to the ninth stage of the Qi Refining Realm.” He paused, his lips showing a faint curve, then added, “If I do in fact make a breakthrough, then I’ll have to thank you, fellas."

Hearing that, the cultivators were baffled, and one of them shakily asked, “Absorb blood essence? You’re cultivating demonic techniques?"

Realization suddenly struck the cultivator in the seventh stage Qi Refining Realm, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes as he said, “Ah! I-I remember now. There were a few cultivators with you before, but they are nowhere to be seen now.” He stared at Zhou Yiseng, his pupils long since dilated. “You must have drained them of their blood essences to heal yourself!”

How ruthless! Zhou Yiseng hadn’t hesitated to kill off his men for his own agenda. When the cultivators understood this, they were suddenly certain that they’d meet their demise today.

“Since you’re cultivating demonic techniques, my senior brother, as well as the entire Heavenly Southern Sect, will never let you off!”

“You just wait and see. if we die here, someone will avenge us!”

A sinister grin was on Zhou Yiseng’s face. "The Heavenly Southern Sect? A sect from a lowly sixth-tier empire dares to threaten me? Do you even know who I am?” He paused for a moment, eyeing them. He snickered, then said, “My actual name is Li Bei. I am a disciple of the Spirit Blood Sect."

His handsome appearance coupled with his smile made him look immensely bewitching.

The Spirit Blood Sect!? Shock and horror overcame the Heavenly Southern Sect’s cultivators.

They’ve heard of that sect before! While they’d never met a Spirit Blood Sect disciple before, they had known that that sect’s strength was unfathomable. It was well known in the cultivation world that they’d secretly and slowly infest mortal countries to use their blood to refine Blood Spirit Pills, and they’d only be discovered after the fact.

The person at the seventh stage of Qi Refining gasped in shock. “You...Are you really a disciple of the Spirit Blood Sect? Is this ninth-tier empire... your current pill furnace?”

Zhou Yiseng smiled mysteriously. “That’s right. Since you know about the pill furnace, you must’ve some understanding of the Spirit Blood Sect. Now tell me; do you still think your lowly sect would dare challenge me?

Everyone’s expressions changed, and the person in the seventh stage Qi Refining Realm croaked, “We were unaware of your identity before, Your Lordship. If we had known you were a disciple of the Spirit Blood Sect, we wouldn't have dared to provoke you. Please spare us, and we will immediately report to the Heavenly Southern Sect to not come after you anymore.”

“What a joke,” ridiculed Zhou Yiseng. “You think you still get to live after knowing my true identity? Come; offer your blood essences to me obediently. Let me drink to my heart’s content!”

The next second, he looked up to the sky and let out a long roar. Streaks of red light emanated from him and landed on the group of cultivators. When the red light touched them, it began robbing them of their blood essence and injecting it into Zhou Yiseng’s body, bolstering his aura at an astonishing rate! All the cultivators grimaced in agony as they lost their blood essence. Their cultivation bases fell drastically along with their spiritual energy.

Zhou Yiseng laughed maniacally. “Hahaha, the blood essence of a cultivator is so pure. In just a little over four hours, I will finish absorbing all of your blood essence! When I become a Spirit Blood Sect deacon, it will be the annihilation of the Heavenly Southern Sect!”

By the four hour mark, the aura of the Heavenly Southern Sect cultivators had decreased significantly. Every single one of them had dull eyes and were reduced to nothing but skin and bones. They had no spiritual energy left. In contrast, Zhou Yiseng’s aura has recovered to its peak, and his injuries had healed completely too.

He was currently attempting to condense his ninth immortal vein.

Under the refinement of the Spirit Blood Codex, the blood essence continuously transformed into spiritual energy and subsequently, his ninth immortal vein started to take shape!

“Zhou Yiseng... Li Bei, you will die a terrible death....”

Knowing that they had no chances of surviving, the cultivators of the Heavenly Southern Sect stopped begging for mercy and cursed Zhou Yiseng incessantly. “Even if you're from the Spirit Blood Sect, you aren’t invincible here. If the big sects know of your location, they will definitely send people to kill you! We'll be waiting for you in the afterlife!” free(w)ebnovel.com

Hearing that, Zhou Yiseng’s smirked. “Waiting for me in the afterlife? I’m afraid you’ll be disappointed. In the future, I will advance to the Foundation Building Realm, then I’ll form my Golden Core, and at last, condense my Nascent Soul, and ultimately, I’ll become the world’s greatest cultivator. I will live for a very, very long time. You can take your sweet time waiting for me.”

All of a sudden, his expression shifted, and he glanced toward the entrance of the mountain valley. A figure was approaching them slowly.

“Who’s there?” In their last, dying moments, the cultivators from Heavenly Southern Sect froze. They dully turned their heads to see the new-comer. But they were quickly disappointed after seeing his appearance. It wasn't their senior brother who had come, but rather a blind man. He was holding a stick and tapping it on the ground, probing his path.

“You shouldn’t be here. Leave now, and I'll spare your life,” Zhou Yiseng ordered.

Fang Chen approached Zhou Yiseng with his eyes closed. “I heard that you’re treating Grand Xia as a pill furnace?”

Zhou Yiseng’s expression changed. “Did you overhear our conversation?”

“Do you take the people of Grand Xia for medicine dregs in a pill furnace?” Fang Chen probed softly as he continued inching closer to Zhou Yiseng.

“Little Brother, leave now while you can. He is currently condensing his ninth immortal vein, so he won’t be able to deal with you now. After you leave, please help pass a message to the Heavenly Southern Sect. If possible, tell them we died at the hands of Li Bei, a Spirit Blood Sect cultivator who goes by the name Zhou Yiseng!” The cultivator from the Heavenly Southern Sect in the seventh stage of Qi Refining Realm hollered at Fang Chen with his last bit of strength.

“Hehe, I think I know you are. You’re Fang Chen, the Divine General of Grand Xia, right? I heard that you've restored your Qi Core Stage cultivation. Are you here because of the Heavenly Sword Villa?” Zhou Yiseng flashed a disdainful smile. Not only did he recognise Fang Chen, he had also correctly guessed the reason for his arrival. Fang Chen had most likely only found him by luck.

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