Chapter 310: Boundless Sea of Blood (Seeking Monthly Votes)
Chapter 310: Boundless Sea of Blood (Seeking Monthly Votes)
Unbeknownst to those Daoists, Fang Xi brazenly followed Yu Hua into the city.
Yu Hua entered the city and made his way to a shantytown, ducking into his dilapidated lean-to.
Here, countless crude wooden shacks were crammed together, housing an unknown number of people.
Night deepened.
Yu Hua stared intently at the medicine cauldron before him, continuously adding various miscellaneous herbs.
Once the cauldron cooled, he gazed at a half-coagulated mass of crimson medicinal liquid within, a morbid delight surfacing on his face: "The color and scent are both right. . . this secret medicine is complete!"
Yu Hua took a deep breath, scanning his surroundings.
It was late at night, and most people dared not venture out.
Once the medicinal liquid had cooled slightly, Yu Hua swiftly swallowed it, silently reciting the incantation of the 'Skinning Chant' while biting down on the ragged cloth, and picking up the dagger. . .
...
"What a ruthless fellow!"
Fang Xi's divine consciousness swept and retracted instantly. The greater part of the small city's situation was already perfectly clear in his mind.
Aside from the 'Skinless Temple' located at the very center of the city, which he was wary of due to the possible presence of 'Daoists' (True Immortals), everything else was laid bare.
A faint smile appeared on his face as he stepped onto the main street, heading towards a still lively and bustling area.
"Sir. . . come play!"
In a brightly lit, boisterous establishment, numerous enchanting women in sheer silks flirtatiously tossed out perfumed handkerchiefs.
From within the vermilion lacquered red tower, sounds of joyous laughter often drifted out.
Fang Xi approached the entrance, gazing at the brothel: "Profound Mystery Pavilion. . . an interesting name indeed!"
"Oh. . . what a handsome young master this is!"
A graceful, voluptuous woman with a beauty mark at the corner of her lips, dressed only in a bustier, walked out. Seeing Fang Xi, her eyes immediately lit up: "This concubine is Yingying. . . Is this your first time here, young master?"
"It is!"
Fang Xi openly wrapped an arm around her waist, feeling the delicate and elastic skin.
"Tsk tsk. . . Young master, though this is your first time here, it's certainly not your first time in such a place, is it?"
Yingying playfully caught Fang Xi's mischievous hand, pouting charmingly.
"Haha. . . why bother with old acquaintances when we just met? Let's go."
Fang Xi, with the woman embraced, swaggered into the Profound Mystery Pavilion. True enough, it was a place of endless revelry, a 'wine pond and meat forest' with many novel delights, indeed possessing a unique 'profound mystery'.
"Young master. . . how would you like to play tonight?"
Yingying leaned close to Fang Xi's ear, her breath like orchids.
"I want to. . . play over there!"
Fang Xi pointed to a section behind the Profound Mystery Pavilion.
Seeing this, Yingying's expression immediately changed. She forced a smile and said, "Young master. . . that's where only the poor fools go. With your distinguished appearance, many sisters would be willing to accompany you even without money. Why debase yourself?"
"No need, this young master simply enjoys freebies!"
Fang Xi laughed heartily and walked towards the back courtyard of the Profound Mystery Pavilion.
Just now, from outside, he had seen many shabbily dressed individuals loitering in the back courtyard of this establishment, their faces showing a mix of fear and expectation.
And from time to time, someone would be chosen, led into the back courtyard, and then carried out as a corpse!
Yet, most of the corpses had satisfied smiles on their faces.
Now, with a sweep of his divine consciousness, he naturally discovered that those in the back courtyard were actually female cultivators!
It was a pity that most of their cultivations were low, all around the Qi Refinement stage, with only one appearing to be at the Foundation Establishment stage.
'Looks like they all cultivate the Harem Arts. . . truly Bodhisattvas. . . '
'Perfect, given the strength of this body. . . I haven't tried it yet. '
Fang Xi parted the beaded curtain and entered the back courtyard of the Profound Mystery Pavilion.
That Yingying didn't dare follow him, only cursing him inwardly as a stubborn fool beyond advice, before going to attend to other guests.
"Oh? Sisters, we have another guest."
A scantily clad woman sat casually sipping tea. Upon seeing Fang Xi, she let out a delicate laugh.
To be honest, this woman's appearance and figure were far inferior to Yingying's, but for some reason, her every gesture exuded an indescribable charm, utterly captivating.
"You won't do. . . neither will they!"
Fang Xi watched the woman gracefully approach, but he extended a finger and lightly shook it, a playful smile on his face.
"Hehe. . . what do you mean, I won't do?"
The female cultivator sneered inwardly, her smile growing wider, filled with seductive charm. Her eyes were like water, seemingly drawing one in, clearly employing some kind of charm technique.
But the next moment, her face turned pale. She staggered back three steps, violently spitting out a mouthful of vital blood.
"Sisters, he's a Daoist!"
A petite female cultivator nearby shrieked upon seeing this scene.
"Which fellow Daoist comes to cause trouble?"
A woman with an ice-cold face emerged, her aura subtly comparable to a Qi Refinement Perfected cultivator.
"You won't do either. . . even if all of you come at me together, I'll still kill you!"
Fang Xi chuckled, sweeping his divine consciousness. He immediately located the only Foundation Establishment female cultivator and sent a message with his divine sense.
The ice-faced woman's hands, like jade, were adorned with emerald green nails. She was about to make a move when a lazy voice came from upstairs: "Han Yu, wait. . . Invite this young master up, I will personally attend to him!"
Han Yu's expression changed. She immediately lowered her gaze, her demeanor becoming respectful: "This young master. . . please come upstairs!"
"Mhm!"
Fang Xi ascended to the second floor and entered a private room.
Inside the room, an incense burner glowed, and a white jade screen stood before it, embroidered with various lifelike erotic scenes.
A female cultivator, dressed only in a thin veil, sat cross-legged on a futon behind the screen. Seeing Fang Xi arrive, she opened her eyes: "Which fellow Daoist comes to play such a joke on Lan Gu?"
"Fellow Daoist? Are you even worthy?"
Fang Xi scoffed, taking a step forward. His Core Formation aura erupted suddenly, yet remained confined within the room.
Lan Gu's face drastically changed. She immediately dropped to her knees, prostrating herself in a grand salute: "Greetings, True Immortal! May I ask why this True Immortal has come? Lan Gu and the 'Profound Yin Temple' will do everything in their power for the True Immortal. . ."
'Not bad, her body is very flexible, and she knows how to invoke a backer, even if I have no idea who the Profound Yin Temple is. . . '
Fang Xi sat down casually on a chair, speaking leisurely: "This place seems to be the territory of the Skinless Temple. What are you Profound Yin Temple people doing here?"
"This. . . our Profound Yin Temple has strongholds in several nearby cities, all for the purpose of collecting human medicine for refining methods. . ."
Lan Gu replied hesitantly.
Fang Xi suddenly thought of the men who had been carried out, their vital essence drained, and he was speechless.
Such actions, even if only targeting mortals, would be considered absolute demonic practices in the South Barrens and would be besieged by orthodox cultivators.
Yet here, in the Red Sun Realm, it seemed utterly commonplace.
'As expected of a chaotic era, human lives are as cheap as grass. . . '
He inwardly lamented for a moment, then heard Lan Gu say: "However, there's a reason why I'm specifically in charge here, unlike other strongholds where Daoists are on duty. . . It's all for the old temple master of the Skinless Temple. This person is nearing the end of his lifespan. Once he dies. . . many fellow Daoists will come, coveting the 'Great Pill' he leaves behind. . ."
"Great Pill? What Great Pill?"
Fang Xi asked curiously, but saw Lan Gu tremble slightly. He couldn't help but let out a cold snort.
The immense power of his Golden Core immediately forced Lan Gu to kneel: "True Immortal, please spare my life. . . The 'Great Pill'. . . isn't it the Golden Core left behind by seniors. . . ?"
"Cultivator. . . Golden Core?"
Fang Xi was truly astonished now.
According to his knowledge, in the South Barrens Cultivation World, a Core Formation cultivator's Golden Core was tied to their essence, qi, and spirit. Once the cultivator died, whether by peaceful demise or violent death, the Golden Core would directly collapse and dissipate.
Unless, before the cultivator's death, a few rare demonic arts, such as the 'Core Thieving Art', were used to barely preserve and utilize the Golden Core.
How could a cultivator's Golden Core remain after death here?
'Could it be. . . this is the mystery of a Daoist's divine ability Golden Core? '
Fang Xi pondered inwardly, while below, Lan Gu was muttering to herself, 'How can this True Immortal not even know such basic common sense? Could he be. . . a fake? ! '
Just as Lan Gu was about to probe further, Fang Xi's large hand pressed down.
"Senior, spare my life. . ."
Lan Gu's body suddenly became illusory, causing Fang Xi to grab nothing but air.
Not far away, a figure flickered. Her body actually split into two, escaping in two different directions.
"Hmph!"
Fang Xi snorted coldly. The surrounding walls and windows had, at some unknown point, gained a layer of five-colored restrictions, bouncing the two figures back.
He grabbed out with a large hand, directly crushing two black blades that had appeared out of thin air, then seized the necks of the two figures.
"This. . ."
After getting a clear look, Fang Xi was again surprised.
These two were one male and one female. The female was indeed Lan Gu, and the male had a delicate appearance, surprisingly similar to Lan Gu.
He paused, then without hesitation, performed soul searches on both of them. . .
A moment later.
Fang Xi's expression was odd. Corpse fire burned on his hand, incinerating the two into ashes.
These two were, in fact, one person—both were Lan Gu.
This person cultivated the Profound Yin Temple's 'Yin-Yang Art'. This peculiar art required a dragon-phoenix pair to cultivate, and one had to completely absorb the other to achieve the effect of an yin-yang dual body.
'The spells of this world are indeed strangely evil and sinister. . . '
Fang Xi murmured, recalling the information obtained from the soul search.
What Lan Gu said was largely true. She came here indeed for the 'Boundless Sea of Blood Pill' left behind after the old temple master of the Skinless Temple died!
That's right, the Golden Core formed by cultivating the Skinless Temple's techniques and condensing divine abilities was named the 'Boundless Sea of Blood Pill'!
Meaning, to achieve this pill, one must create boundless slaughter and a vast sea of blood!
"After a Daoist, a divine ability Golden Core cultivator, passes away, their Golden Core can indeed remain, and is called a 'Great Pill'. It's an extremely precious cultivation resource. . . capable of helping others achieve Core Formation!"
"Therefore, as the old temple master nears his demise, the Daoists near the Skinless Temple will only increase, all wanting to contend for this great medicine. . ."
"Even. . . Daoists and Daoists, or even Daoists and Daoists. . . can devour each other to replenish their Dao foundations, thereby causing their magical power to advance by leaps and bounds?"
Fang Xi recalled the memories he had obtained, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Why does this feel so similar to the 'Dao Foundation Thieving' and 'Core Thieving Arts'? Could it be. . . that the Yama Demon Lord back then was also a demonic cultivator, and deliberately passed down such methods just to facilitate mutual theft of foundations?"
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