Devour

Chapter 367 Bloodline Dragon Pill

Pan Zhonghan slowly stretched out his right hand, magic power surged in his palm, absorbing the dragon soul bloodline floating in the air and quickly sealing it into the prepared spiritual weapon "Soul Locking Box".

Wang Xiongwu was so angry that his eyes were about to burst, but he had no ability to resist.

Pan Zhonghan's eyes were cold, and he said darkly, "Look at you with your crooked mouth and squinting eyes, you look like a fool who is unwilling to close his eyes in death. Do you want to be a clear-headed ghost after death?"

He stared directly into Wang Xiongwu's desperate and unwilling gaze, his heart filled with resentment venting like a volcano: "Pan Yu is my illegitimate daughter, my only legitimate bloodline. You vicious little bastard, when you plotted to harm her and left her with nothing but a corpse, why didn't you think twice about the friendship between fellow disciples? Did you really think you could do it cleanly and without anyone noticing, huh?"

Wang Xiongwu reflected on the entire process, feeling a surge of regret. "I've already secretly eliminated the owner of Yanbo Tower, who was responsible for this matter. Who else leaked the news... Oh, Jixiang! I actually overlooked a small servant, which allowed this old thief to follow the clues and find me!"

Seeing the regret in his eyes, Pan Zhonghan said with satisfaction, "You regret hurting others, don't you? Do you know what kind of elixir you just took? Hehe... This is the secret of Jingtao Sect, not something that a junior can understand."

Wang Xiongwu was stunned and thought: "I really can't tell the truth from the false... the old thief is cunning!"

Pan Zhonghan said slowly, "The first thirty-two pills I gave you are all good. Only the last one is not a life-killing pill, but a 'Bloodline Ascending Dragon Pill'. They look similar, but their effects are completely different. It is only effective for mortal cultivators who have taken the Dragon-Lion Blood Reversing Pill for less than a quarter of an hour. It will cause their blood, marrow, spirit, innate bloodline, and lifelong skills to boil up, condensing into a rising dragon that will leave the body and be picked up by anyone!"

Wang Xiongwu felt as if struck by thunder, his mind buzzing with anxiety. "For the past month, this old thief has spared no expense in helping me collect medicinal stones, prepare medicinal baths, and carefully cultivate my meridians. He's actually treating me like a tonic, refining me to force my growth and elevate my cultivation."

The more he thought about it, the more panicked Wang Xiongwu became. "What's the difference between this and raising livestock, ripening them quickly, and then slaughtering them? So he doesn't care about exhausting my lifespan at all. After all, he won't have to bear the bitter consequences of the drug's backlash."

The poor thing's bloodline power was completely deprived, leaving only an empty shell without life, waiting to die.

Even as Wang Xiongwu fell into a hazy state of consciousness near his deathbed, he could still hear Pan Zhonghan's wild laughter. "Do you know why there are eight candidates for the Saint Son? To be honest, these include your four abandoned children, destined to be sacrificed as nourishment. The other four, including me, will return to Jing'ao Island to compete for the sect's Saint Son."

Pan Zhonghan's triumphant laughter continued, his words like salt sprinkled on a dying wound: "Now that my quasi-saint son has obtained the dragon soul bloodline, he will soon cultivate a spiritual sword body and restore his youth. He will surely soar to the top and break through the bottleneck. Hahahaha..."

Everyone thought that the path to becoming the Son of God was difficult and harsh, but no one expected that the competition in Jingtao Sect would be so cruel.

Wang Xiongwu felt his thoughts becoming increasingly hazy and indistinct. He strained his memory, "My... my master told me to listen carefully and that I would become the Holy Son... He was lying to me..."

Pan Zhonghan walked further and further away, his faint voice echoing through the valley. "Haha... idiot! He sold you for a high price a long time ago! I have a small appetite and won't compete with Wang Hong for the power of the Holy Lord. I will only climb up to the position of Holy Son and then to the position of Protector Elder. You bastard, you are so ambitious that even your master is wary of you, let alone Wang Hong and me..."

A chill wind blew across Wucan Mountain, the desolate mountains and ridges silent and lifeless. All that remained was a completely hollowed-out, aged corpse, head tilted back, legs crossed, motionless. Over time, traces would return to dust, unknown to the world. It was undoubtedly the perfect place to bury secrets.

But it's not over yet.

Wang Xiongwu's cooling body slowly sank, as if crushed into the earth and stone by the wheel of fate. The ground was completely devoid of traces, fading like the blood he had vomited.

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Cheng Bai stood on the bluestone floor of the village, his fingertips trembling slightly. He repeatedly tried to use the Phoenix Force to probe the peaks of Wucan Mountain, but the harder he pushed, the stronger the invisible obstacles he encountered.

"That mountain is very strange. Exploring it with my spiritual sense is like falling into a quagmire. It's hard to tell what's going on." Cheng Bai gave up his unique advantage for the first time, withdrew his spiritual sense, and frowned slightly.

"It's more than just a lack of perception." Zhai Xufei's breathing became chaotic, and he almost turned back into his true form as a ghost chariot. He quickly closed his eyes, not daring to glance at Wucan Mountain any longer. He spoke in a concentrated voice, "To me, these mountains are like ferocious beasts, devouring all my mental energy. They are so evil that it's no exaggeration to say they harbor a great evil!"

Cheng Bai's heart trembled upon hearing this, and he secretly pondered: "Given the Ghost Chariot's truly massive physique, it actually calls something else a giant beast? This shows how terrifying it is."

Bei Tingjun pondered and said, "I personally think that this mountain may appear ordinary on the outside, but in reality it is a dangerous secret place."

Jinlian's eyes were bloodshot, having obviously tried many methods. She groaned and said, "If Tu Min hadn't deliberately concealed this place, it would have been classified as a secret or desolate place at least as dangerous as an ancient land."

Ningxiang looked around at the houses and dipped her head into the ancient well. Seeing that the water was dry, she asked in surprise, "Where should I go now? The whole village is deserted."

Cheng Bai said thoughtfully, "Just now, I clearly felt that there were two living people wandering around Wucan Mountain. I focused on tracking them but couldn't find them... It's like entering the chaotic five elements formation, but it's not."

Qian Buduo's face showed worry, and he said anxiously: "We agreed not to go to Wucan Mountain."

Wenjin's red hair swayed without a breeze as she gazed into the distance. "The house closest to that mountain looks strange. There seems to be a figure wandering around, but a telekinetic search reveals no one. Should we investigate?"

Kua E's voice hesitated and said, "I was slightly aware of it, but I thought it was just an illusion. There must be something strange about this room!"

"These two have the highest levels of cultivation in the team, capable of what others cannot." Cheng Bai and Li Tong briefly exchanged ideas before decisively deciding, "Let's head to that strange house and find out who it is."

The group moved quickly, and soon they reached the small house at the foot of Wucan Mountain, stopping in front of the door. The sky was strangely dark, as if someone had drawn a black curtain to cover the sky.

Cheng Bai noticed that all the weeds under his feet had died, and the remaining leaves were leaning towards the outside of the village, as if trying to escape towards the mountain.

"Isn't it just an empty house?" Qian Buduo's legs went weak and he fell to his knees as soon as he finished speaking. Deep in his soul, he seemed to have an impulse to worship an unknown god.

The others stood frozen in place, unwilling to respond, their eyes staring straight ahead as if possessed - the half-open wooden door creaked in the cold wind, the room was dark and gloomy, and no one was in sight.

Cheng Bai's spiritual eyes caught sight of a hazy crimson mist, revealing countless skulls. Unsure of its true form, he picked up the inheritance cube and asked, "It doesn't look like a formation. What do you think is going on?"

Li Tong's large eyes flashed with countless stars as he discerned, "Some kind of earth-related phenomenon is isolating this place from the outside world, artificially creating an area similar to the Netherworld. It's hard to tell without entering the house and investigating."

Jinlian seemed to understand something and said, "If that's the explanation, then it makes sense! The White Emperor Saint's spirit is wise and intelligent, and it has solved my doubts."

Cheng Bai thought to himself that the immortal weapon hanging high above his head cast an invisible barrier to protect him, and said happily, "For the time being, I will treat it as exploring an alternative secret realm. I ask the four elders to lend me a hand."

Zhai Xufei, Bei Tingjun and others responded in unison: "It is our duty!"

Ningxiang pondered and said, "I want to go too. But rushing in rashly might be dangerous. It would be better to leave some people outside to guard the place."

Qian Buduo chuckled dryly and said, "My humble position is insignificant. I am afraid of being a hindrance if I go too deep. I am willing to stay outside and wait."

Jinlian said worriedly, "Your Majesty is in danger, and I am worried about you. I must accompany you to protect you. Master Qian's strength is a little insufficient, so it would be wise to deal with the outsiders outside the house."

Zixuan thought for a moment and said, "I wanted to go along and investigate, but I see that there are too few people stationed outside, and I'm afraid it would be difficult to deal with any unexpected situation. Let me and Master Qian meet them outside the door, and we will act according to the situation."

The discussion was finalized and the personnel were divided into two groups to act separately.

Zixuan lightly leaped from Jinlian's shoulder to Qian Buduo's head, stretched out her little paw and waved to everyone, saying, "I smell a threatening, hot aura, possibly the violent Sun Essence Fire. Everyone, please be careful not to rush in."

"Follow me." Cheng Bai led the team into the door, and his figure quickly disappeared from the sight outside the door and lost all trace.

Zixuan grabbed Qian Bu's hair, her small nostrils twitching as she muttered to herself, "The stench of the underworld is faintly wafting through the air. Before I knew it, that old brat Tu He had surpassed me."

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