Chapter 113: Divine Sword Splits Mountain, Fiendish Energy Remains for a Thousand Autumns

  "Brother Xue Ming, today is the day when Master Hua Xin lectures on the Tao. Let's hurry up and go?" Xue Yan Zi respectfully came to Yi Chu's side and said with a bow.

  After these few days of cultivation, Yi Chu's complexion became even more tranquil, and a bloody aura would occasionally reveal itself from his body. He nodded lightly: "Are the other junior brothers ready?"

  "They are all waiting for you outside, Brother Shi." Xue Yanzi said as he pointed towards the stone gate.

  "Xue Yanzi, since everyone doesn't want to improve their cultivation, why are you so enthusiastic about Hua Xinzi's teachings?" Yi Chu looked at Xue Yanzi with some curiosity.

  "Senior brother, if one doesn't reach the 9th rank of spiritual unity, there's no need to enter the Blood Demon Pool. However, within our sect, for disciples who still haven't reached the spiritual unity realm after five years, there is only one way to deal with them - that is, to become a blood slave."

  " Become a blood slave?" In the blink of an eye, Yi Chu understood that so-called "blood slaves" referred to people like himself who were raised by the Blood Soul Sect to enhance their powers. The outcome was too terrible to contemplate.

  Huaxue Zong is indeed a magical sect that has been passed down for thousands of years, and it seems like everything has already been thought out for you. Wanting to slack off is even more impossible.

  Among the ten peak disciples, the safest is the first seat disciple of each peak. Therefore, almost all disciples want to improve their cultivation and become the first seat disciple, only in this way can they live a little longer.

  Although what Blood Swallow said was only the tip of the iceberg, Yi Chu also deeply felt the deep coldness hidden in the Blood Transformation Sect at this time. The strong survive and the weak are preyed upon, this is the true face of the Blood Transformation Sect. And if he hadn't relied on killing to control the Blood Wind Peak, it's likely that this Blood Demon Pool would have fallen into his own hands without a doubt.

  As he walked out of the stone cave, the other disciples were already waiting outside. The fifteen disciples saw Yi Chu walk out and all bowed their heads, saying: "Greetings, Blood Shadow Subordinate Brother."

  Nodding to these saluting disciples, Yi Chu then blended in with them and nodded towards Xue Yanzi: "Everything is left to you."

  Xue Yanzi took out a crimson, boat-like artifact and threw it into the air. The small boat instantly expanded to ten times its original size. Yi Chu followed the disciples in front of him and stepped aboard the small vessel.

  "Senior brother, this Imperial Sky Boat is a low-grade magical artifact. Apart from flying, it doesn't have any other use." Xue Yanzi said in a low voice as he stepped into the boat.

  "Alright, from now on you don't have to report to me all the time. As our mountain peak's first disciple, you should make your own decisions when necessary." Yi Chu said as he slipped away into the back.

  As for Yi Chu's words, Xue Yanzi didn't dare to believe them. At this moment, he had a deep-seated fear of Yi Chu in his heart. Especially with the annual Blood Demon Pool trip just around the corner, he was even more afraid of offending Yi Chu, who could control his fate.

  Xue Longzi and Xue Qiu Zi both showed a brighter expression than flowers when Yi Chu walked out of the room. At this time, seeing Xue Yanzi being scolded, the two people's faces also showed different expressions.

  A small, blood-colored boat flew out from the mountain peak under the control of the Blood Swallow. Although Yi Chu couldn't see the outside scenery, he felt that the speed of this small boat was not much slower than his own flying sword.

  It only took a moment, and the flying boat stopped. As soon as he walked out of the flying boat, what appeared in front of Yi Chu was a blood-colored mountain peak. The mountain peak was only over a hundred feet high, but the top of the peak was thousands of feet in diameter, and the flat top of the blood-colored mountain was like a mirror.

  The mountain peak was so flat, as if someone had cut off the top half with a knife. Looking at the huge summit, Yichu felt a strong ominous aura coming straight from the top of the peak.

  "Senior brother, don't look at the peak for too long. It's said that this peak was split open by the mountain-opening ancestor with a single slash of his Blood-Transforming Divine Knife. Inside, it contains the sharp killing intent of the Blood-Transforming Divine Knife. If a disciple who hasn't cultivated enough looks at the mountain peak for too long, they might be injured by the hidden knife intent on the mountain." The Blood Dragon Son, who had been following behind Yi Chu, saw Yi Chu's puzzled expression and hastily said in a low voice.

  The Blood Slashing Sword, one slash cut the mountain peak into two segments, and the ferocious sword intent still flows down to this day. The founding ancestor of the Blood Slashing Sect must have been incredibly powerful. Listening to the words of the Blood Dragon Son, Yi Chu seemed to see a large man holding a long knife, slashing through the void, cutting the mountain peak in two.

  However, he didn't know that if the founding ancestor of Huaxue Sect found out about his image among the younger generation, whether he would rush out from some corner and kill this careless and scatterbrained guy with one slash.

  Just as Yi Chu was hesitating, another blood-colored small boat flew in from the void, and this mountain peak had a very large range, but that blood-colored small boat actually flew towards Yi Chu and others, and the blood-colored energy brought by the small boat below also rushed straight towards Yi Chu and others.

  "Ah!" A disciple with only a 7th rank cultivation was caught off guard and blown to the ground by the strong gust of wind from the small boat. The other disciples, although prepared for the gust, were still blown about haphazardly.

  "Hahaha, the juniors of Blood Shadow Peak, I'm really sorry about this, it was an accident, a real accident!" A teasing voice filled with laughter came from the small boat. Along with the voice, waves of eerie and strange laughter echoed out from the small boat.

  Xue Longzi, Xue Yanzu and others' faces simultaneously revealed a look of anger. However, although they stared fiercely at the slowly descending airship, not one person dared to step forward and speak up. As for those disciples with seventh or eighth grade cultivation, none of them dared to utter even half a sound.

  Yi Chu's mouth curled into a cold smile, just as he was about to take a step forward. But before he could do so, Xue Yanzi had already spoken up in a low voice, "Senior brother, this person is from the Blood Wave Peak and his strength far surpasses ours. It would be best if we didn't offend him."

  "Doesn't anyone care about the fight on this mountain peak?" Yi Chu said calmly, looking at Xue Yanzi with an unchanged expression.

  "It's because no one is in charge, so the Blood Wave Peak can run amok like this. The disciples on their mountain peak are mostly at the 9th rank of cultivation, and no one dares to offend them." The voice of Xue Yanzi became smaller and smaller, apparently he had already seen the people from Blood Wave Peak and started walking down from the small boat.

  "Haha, isn't this... right, isn't this the Blood Spirit Son who traveled thousands of miles to find his relatives? How was your day yesterday, was it comfortable?" With a smile on his face, Blood Spirit Son walked down from the small boat and headed straight for Yi Chu.