Chapter 21: The Shattering of the Blood Pearl (Seeking Book Recommendations)

  It seems that the One Heart Dao person and the One Flying Dao person are quite enjoying this feeling of being worshipped by others. They proudly gazed at the crowd kneeling on the ground, a hint of a smile appearing at the corners of their mouths.

  At the moment when other disciples knelt down, Yi Chu also squatted down after a moment of contemplation. Although he didn't want to kneel down for these two arrogant Taoists, he also didn't want to be the first to resist. Fortunately, hiding among more than a dozen people, Yixin Taoist and Yifei Taoist did not notice his small trick.

  "Get up, all of you. Your origins are not worth mentioning, we already know that you're nothing but blood slaves raised by this Blood Demon's descendant, and there's no great sin in that. Now that the demon is gone, you can all go back to your homes." The two Taoist priests exchanged a glance before speaking in unison.

  "Two great immortals, my parents were killed by this demon king. Now there is no one left in my family, please have mercy and take me in." Zuo Lanxi, who had thought out her words, ran out from the crowd, knelt down on the ground and begged loudly.

  Song Tianming, as the senior brother, was no slower than Zhuo Lancui in his thinking, so he almost simultaneously knelt down with Zhuo Lancui in front of the two Taoist priests.

  "Great Immortal, please take us in! We really have nowhere else to go." The other disciples, seeing the two senior brothers behave like this, all knelt down on the ground and begged in unison.

  Two Daoist cultivators, Yixin and Yifei, came to this Minyang Mountain with a plan. Looking at these ordinary people kneeling on the ground, they exchanged a glance and suddenly had an idea. Then, Yixin looked at the crowd and pointed at Zhuolan Creek: "It's not that we don't want to take you in, but among you, only you barely have some spiritual roots. As for the others, they are not destined for cultivation. You stay behind. The rest of you, leave early tomorrow morning."

  After finishing speaking, Yixinzi and Yifeizi turned around and walked towards Xuemengzi's cave. And the chosen Zhuo Lancui was naturally full of joy on her face.

  There is a fairy root that can be cultivated and taken in by the immortal master, these three thoughts kept turning in his mind, making him almost excited to jump up.

  "Thank you, Master Xian! Thank you, Master Xian!" Overjoyed, Zhuo Lancui quickly ran over to them the moment Yi Xin Dao Ren and Yi Fei Dao Ren entered the Blood Mingzi Mountain Cave. Her attitude of being ready to serve at any time was as fawning as a dog's leg.

  Yi Chu saw all of this and his eyebrows furrowed slightly. He secretly made up his mind that after nightfall, he would definitely sneak away from here; otherwise, he feared that there would be endless nightmares, as Zhuo Lan Xuan was not a broad-minded person.

  No longer willing to face the crowd filled with envy and loss, Yichu slowly retreated into his own cave. On that familiar bed, he lay down slowly and began to recall everything that had happened today.

  He had already been startled by the sudden death of Xue Sha, and before he could even blink, Xue Mingzi was also killed.

  Haotian Sect, flying sword, magic tool. Thinking of the thing that was fighting in mid-air earlier, Yi Chu's heart suddenly filled with longing for cultivation. He slowly took out the red bead and carefully examined it.

  The blood-colored bead, except for being a bit heavier than ordinary beads, felt no abnormality at all. The bead in his hand was just like an ordinary bead. In the repeated rolling, Yichu suddenly seemed to think of something and shook his hand, throwing the bead out.

  "Bang", a red light, at the moment when Yi Chu threw it out, heavily smashed into the stone wall and deeply embedded in the stone wall.

  I didn't expect that my true strength would be able to unleash such a powerful force with this red bead! Yi Chu's face couldn't help but show a burst of wild joy. Although he knew in his heart that the power of this blood-red bead shouldn't just be like this, but just based on this one point of power, it had already exceeded his expectations.

  "Bang, bang, bang!" Idle and carefree Yi Chu used his true strength to constantly propel the pearl in his hand, causing it to repeatedly crash against the wall. As the pearl crashed, one deep pit after another appeared in the cave where Yi Chu was located.

  Yi Chu was having a great time, but he didn't know that if the Blood Butcher, who had been wronged to death by his hand, found out about this behavior, he might not rest in his grave and would come back to seek revenge against Yi Chu, the good-for-nothing.

  This red bead, can be said to be the first treasure of Xue Sha Zi's life, even in the Huaxie Sect, it is a famous and well-known treasure. This object is called Po Xue Pearl, which was taken from the inner core of a giant python by Xue Sha Zi as its base, and was tempered for three months in the Huaxie Pool of the Huaxie Sect. Once displayed, not only can it transform into a vast bloody light, but also pollute the opponent's magic treasure, making it one of the few treasures that can both defend and attack.

  At this time, the reason why this bead can be easily moved by Yichu is entirely because Yichu has cultivated the Congxue Jue of Huaxue Zong. However, his use of this broken blood bead is exactly what is called a pearl being thrown to pigs.

  Yi Chu, who had just retrieved the Blood Bead again, suddenly stopped and stood up slowly. At this moment, a series of footsteps came from outside the cave.

  "Haha, Yi Chu junior brother, your cave is still quite good now, almost catching up with senior brother me. Hahaha..."

  With a proud and complacent smile, Zhuo Lancui, with bruises all over her face, walked in with the support of several servants.

  As Zhuo Lanxi came over, Yi Chu didn't seem too surprised, but the person standing beside Zhuo Lanxi made Yi Chu's heart skip a beat: Song Tianming! The usually calm and collected Song Tianming was now standing behind Zhuo Lanxi with his head bowed and ears pressed back, a flattering expression on his face.

  "Easy Chu, a wise man knows the times. Now that Master Zhuo is favored by the immortal, he will soon be practicing with him. We ordinary people can't resist. You offended Master Zhuo earlier, why don't you hurry up and kneel down to apologize?" Song Tianming seemed to sense Easy Chu's gaze on him, so he stepped forward and said loudly.

  "How dare you offend Master Zhuo! You must be blind! Now that Master Zhuo is here, don't you hurry up and kneel down? Master Zhuo is magnanimous, he will definitely spare your life!"

  "Not bad, Yi Chu. If you're willing to kneel down and beg for mercy now, Master Zhuo might spare your life considering our past as fellow disciples! You ungrateful wretch, you'll have a hard time ahead of you!"

  ……

  The cacophony of voices, a mixture of jeers and taunts, came from the mouths of those men who followed Zhuo Lanxi. Along with these voices, there was an endless stream of mocking sounds. At this moment, Yi Chu, in their eyes, seemed like a defeated stray dog, a starving dog that was about to be killed.

  "Easy, I just took a dump in that toilet, if you can swallow everything I dumped out with one breath, then I'll let bygones be bygones and spare your dog life." Zhuo Lanxi said with an air of arrogance, like a lion looking at a little rabbit.