Chapter 51 Hidden Dangers

Luo Xuanyi looked down coldly at Xiang Renxiaqi who was clinging to her feet. There was not a trace of resistance from his spiritual power in his body, and he was almost completely exposed to Luo Xuanyi's attack.

Ren Xiaqi wanted to use his attitude to plead for a way out, completely throwing himself at the problem. He actually knew that he was being chosen as a living sacrifice, but he had no acquaintances who could rescue him. Even if he resisted now, killing the only person he knew who held a high position in the team would only be the end.

This was also the reason why he followed Yao Tian here obediently. He wanted to get his hands on Luo Xuanyi's only olive branch, but because they were under strict guard, they couldn't even move a step unless the inner disciples came to ask for her in person.

"I, Senior Sister, Senior Sister, need to deal with this quickly. Yao Tian has been practicing recklessly and has gone astray. It would be too much for him to die here. I will clean up for you, Senior Sister."

Luo Xuanyi hesitated to speak, and Ren Xiaqi mustered up his courage, trembling, and ran towards Yao Tian with his hands and feet on his back, desperately resisting the urge to run. As soon as he placed his hands on Yao Tian's body, Luo Xuanyi spoke slowly.

"Tell me, what kind of practice did he undergo to die in such a way?"

Ren Xiaqi's hand trembled. The condition of Yao Tian's body was beyond his expectations. He had always found it strange. Even if a cultivator's head was gouged out, he wouldn't necessarily die, let alone being pierced through the chest by a flag.

But Yao Tian's arm clenched with a sudden, crisp sound, and the paper-thin skin broke. His flesh and blood cultivation and the spiritual energy surrounding him transformed into a dark blue liquid, which slowly flowed out from the breach. His body, long drained of blood, was like a balloon, deflated rapidly by the puncture of Ren Xia's aura, and after the liquid was squeezed out, his original appearance was completely unrecognizable.

Luo Xuanyi figured it out. She simply sat down on the medicine table, actively absorbing the liquid. Ren Xiaqi's entire body tensed as he watched the deadly liquid fly toward Luo Xuanyi, being absorbed into his skin without hesitation. His heart ached from the prolonged, frantic beating.

This is terrifying! What kind of school is this? The various ancient schools of forbidden techniques practiced in the Zang Yao Sect are indeed numerous and diverse. In addition, without anyone to guide them, they can only explore on their own. Everyone has his or her own unique moves, but they are definitely not like Luo Xuanyi.

With just one strike, he could turn a person into a pool of poisonous water and use it for his own benefit. With such a convenient and decisive method, could Luo Xuanyi still escape if he wanted to?

Although he once looked down on Luo Xuanyi because of her cultivation level, Ren Xiaqi no longer had any thoughts of playing any tricks on her.

If he wanted to survive, he couldn't resist. He had to prove his worth. He pinched Yao Tian's skin and turned to Luo Xuanyi to ask for instructions.

"Senior Sister," he used to call someone "Junior Sister" based on their cultivation level, but now Ren Xiaqi doesn't dare to do that. "Can I use the dagger?"

Ren Xiaqi was so cautious that Luo Xuanyi found him a bit amused, but she still kept a straight face. Although she had already considered the benefits of keeping Ren Xiaqi, and Ren Xiaqi's extremely timid and cautious personality was much more useful to her than Shen Ranming, because she wanted to win him over, she still had to maintain her dignity in front of him.

If she wasn't so small, she wouldn't have to be so tense and uncomfortable. She even secretly tiptoed to sit on the medicine table. Fortunately, Ren Xiaqi didn't look back.

Luo Xuanyi nodded slightly in response to Ren Xiaqi's request. She was curious about what he was going to do and couldn't help but lean over to look at him.

Ren Xia held his breath and gently produced a dagger. It looked ordinary, crudely crafted, like the first spiritual weapon of someone who had just learned to refine weapons. Luo Xuanyi could hardly sense any spiritual energy within it. He grasped the hilt with his backhand and, with a ruthless determination, stabbed and gouged his own finger, leaving a small piece of flesh and blood falling onto the thin outer layer on the ground.

As the flesh touched the skin, it immediately came alive and began to wriggle. Thin threads of blood unfolded, revealing a tiny, long-legged blood spider. The spider opened its mouth and spat, pure white threads quickly weaving a vast web around the corpse. Luo Xuanyi's sharp eyes spotted a strange pattern woven in the center.

Ren Xiaqi's face changed when he saw the pattern. He immediately turned around and said anxiously, "Senior Sister, Yao Tian has a mark placed on him. It belongs to a blood relative. As long as the one with the mark dies, the other side will know immediately."

Luo Xuanyi's first reaction was Yao Xian. But if it was Yao Xian, how could he have misunderstood that he had killed Yao Tian?

"The remains of Yao Qi's body are in the alchemy furnace. Can you tell if there are any marks on them?"

Hearing the remnant, Ren Xiaqi's heart skipped a beat, but he still carried the blood spider to the alchemy furnace. The blood spider wasn't identified by its specific human form; it captured the souls of the deceased. Sure enough, the same mark was found on Yao Xuan.

"Senior Sister, my blood spider can only tell if there are marks on a person and roughly what kind of marks they are, but it can't find the exact direction."

Luo Xuanyi frowned and asked, "Since I killed him, will there be a mark on my body?"

"It depends on the type, and it must be a soul with dead energy." Ren Xia was a little discouraged, but he was afraid that Luo Xuanyi would get angry, so his mind raced. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, and he said anxiously, "But Senior Sister can give it a try! Senior Sister has been initiating death, and her lifespan is already set, ah..."

He spoke more and more quietly, wishing he could slap himself twice. How could he say this? He trembled, waiting for Luo Xuanyi's anger, but Luo Xuanyi was unusually calm.

"Then let's try." Luo Xuanyi wasn't indifferent; she'd been collecting ancient books on esoteric techniques just to survive. But she knew getting angry here wouldn't do any good, so she might as well see if Ren's chivalrous spirit could work.

It's really useless. It's not too late to kill him.

Ren Xiaqi was unaware of Luo Xuanyi's thoughts. Grateful, he knelt on his knees and moved to her side. To atone for his mistake, he cut off a larger piece of flesh and fused it with the blood spider, which was already a little tired from spinning its web twice. The larger blood spider was more sensitive to souls, but it took four times as long to spin a web as it did to examine two corpses. Once it was finished, the blood spider immediately jumped into Ren Xiaqi's hand, curled up, and was tucked into his sleeve.

"There are tracking marks, and they are still active. It seems that one person left multiple unilateral marks." Ren Xiaqi carefully identified them.

Luo Xuanyi's doubts grew even stronger, and she couldn't help but ask Ren Xiaqi, "If your brothers and sisters were killed, would you kill the murderer?"

"What's so good about killing him?" Ren Xiaqi was a little confused by the question. "If he's a good friend who has been through thick and thin with you, or a true Taoist partner, then there's some benefit, but if there's no benefit, then forget it." He remembered something and took the storage bag from Yao Tian and put it next to Luo Xuanyi.

"Friends or companions? Why add such prefixes?"

Ren Xiaqi thought carefully and found that he had not missed anything. He finally began to deal with the bones. "To be honest, I've only seen parental love in the lackeys of the Heavenly Dao. It's too ridiculous and meaningless. They are willing to do meaningless things for the sake of illusory bloodlines, and they might even lose themselves. Every time I go there on a mission to capture people, as soon as I capture one, there are endless people who fall into the trap themselves, like fools."

"Sacrificing one's life just for blood? That's too naive." Ren Xiaqi almost scoffed, but then sighed, "However, even we can't avoid moments where selfishness outweighs profit. It's still irrational."

Luo Xuanyi watched Yao Tian being burned like garbage and then thrown into the alchemy furnace for secondary destruction, feeling strangely moved. She thought of Yao Tian's despair and anger just now. If only someone could care about her like this, but was it possible? The sincerity between them was too terrifying.

It is precisely because of this that such feelings are so disgusting to the Zang Yao clan. Sunlight that is too glaring will only hurt the eyes of mice in the shadows.

They laughed at it, but longed for it deep down in their hearts, and even deceived themselves.

Luo Xuanyi strengthened her vigilance, yet also felt a surge of curiosity. She memorized the patterns of the two fabrics and decided to research them.

She wouldn't show any mercy to this strange feeling that intrigued her, but she still wanted to meet Yao Tian and Yao Xian's brothers and sisters. Just how unique and precious was that thing called family affection, a treasure possessed by so few?

"Since you can use blood spiders to capture the marks on souls, can you preserve the souls of the deceased?"

Ren Xiaqi was delighted that he could be of use without having to worry, and replied repeatedly: "Yes, yes! I'll do it right away!"