The moment Tuoba San broke through, I released Shi Miaomiao. After all, as a father, I needed to maintain some dignity. Besides, his mother died so tragically, and for me to flirt with a woman so carefree in front of him would be too much of a shock to Tuoba San…
I glanced at Tuoba San beside me, a thoughtful look flashing in my eyes…
"Son, what are you thinking?"
I didn't answer his question; instead, I watched him ask another one…
Tuoba San showed no dissatisfaction and replied without any hesitation.
"If this blood slave is kept here by my enemy, then my feud with them has gained another layer..."
I nodded and said
“That’s right, things can’t be that coincidental. The mark between his eyebrows is the same as the mark that wiped out our Tuoba family’s assassins that night. So our enemy is an extremely powerful force. We must have enough strength to take revenge, otherwise it’s no different from sending ourselves to our deaths…”
Tuoba San nodded in agreement and then said to me with heartfelt comfort.
"Father, don't worry too much. I'll take care of everything. I've already broken through to the ninth rank of Martial Emperor. I won't let those people from my Tuoba family die in vain..."
"I trust you…"
At this point, encouragement is essential to motivate Tuoba San to train even harder…
"Father, these people are poorly protected. Why don't we just kill them all..."
I couldn't help but roll my eyes at him, thinking to myself, "Can't you just forget about this? You always want to kill them, look how scared you made those five of them, their faces are all pale..."
Besides, all that brainpower I spent naming those four male villains, wouldn't all that effort be wasted if I killed them?
"Forget it... With them around, they can serve as my transport. Go collect the Ghost Fiend Sect's treasure, and then we'll leave..."
Upon hearing my order, Tuoba San didn't say anything, but he sighed inwardly, thinking that he couldn't let his father continue to live a hard life. This kind of petty, opportunistic nature was unacceptable. He really looked down on the things here now, and every time he collected them, it felt like picking up trash...
As they left the cave, no one noticed that the malevolent aura was rapidly fading…
Nobody's interested in this kind of trash power, so nobody pays any special attention to it...
As Tuoba San continued to collect treasures from the Ghost Fiend Sect, the system kept sending notifications of spiritual energy points arriving in his account. Having already received ten trillion points previously, these new gains were like a drizzle, offering little real attraction…
Just as the group was about to leave, the Ghostly Fiend Gate's forbidden area dissipated its last bit of power and began to collapse with a deafening roar...
An ancient-looking altar appeared before them, and before they could even examine it, a blinding white light shone from it…
A chilling power slowly gathered on the altar, a sight that drastically changed Tuoba San's expression. I also exchanged a grim glance with him...
Although they didn't speak, they both understood what the other was thinking...
The blood slaves here were raised by powerful forces, but they were intercepted halfway. How could the other party have spent so much effort and resources raising blood slaves without leaving any tricks behind?
The Ghost Fiend Sect was the perfect cover. These people were too weak to access core secrets, yet they could continuously provide the blood slaves with the necessary blood. It was simply the ideal place to raise blood slaves...
Nobody expected to run into me, the sixth brother, who doesn't play by the rules. Not only did he come to our door as a hostage, but he also dragged the Ghost Fiend Sect into annihilation...
This ultimately exposed the secret of the blood slaves to Tuoba San, allowing him to reap the benefits...
The mastermind behind the blood slave system activated a pre-existing mechanism, leading to the current situation...
However, this may not necessarily be a bad thing. Through this mastermind, perhaps we can find the force behind the destruction of the Tuoba family, who knows...
"roar…"
A roar erupted from the altar, and within the white light, some terrifying creature seemed to be descending…
Who is it?
A sound, like the friction of stones, rang out, and it sounded very unpleasant…
As the white light faded, everyone stared blankly at what had appeared on the altar…
It was actually a clump of blood that kept twisting and turning. And this thing could even talk?
I feel like my brain isn't working properly. Everyone says that Asuras use blood as their power source, but I didn't expect this form to be made from blood too...
"What the hell are you?"
I asked instinctively, "Ignorance is bliss," which probably describes me perfectly. Even though the other party was just a mass of blood, the power it unintentionally emitted made my heart tremble, as if the other party could kill everyone here with a single move...
"Ha ha…"
A burst of wild laughter rang out, which made me even more curious, and I couldn't help but ask again.
"I'm curious, where is that laughter coming from? You don't even have a mouth, you can't exactly talk with your butt, can you? No… you don't even have a butt…"
Tuoba San looked at his father in confusion, thinking, "What are you doing? Aren't you just provoking him? You're asking for death!"
"Gah..."
The laughter in the blood seemed to be stuck, and the blood throbbed more rapidly, like a person breathing; it looked like it was quite angry…
"You're asking for it..."
Without any visible movement of blood, an unseen surge of power rushed straight towards my chest…
Holy crap…
You have no sportsmanship, you little piece of trash, you actually resorted to sneak attacks...
Before I could even complain, my grown-up son suddenly appeared in front of me, using his ninth-rank Martial Emperor power to block the attack…
Bang…
Tuoba San staggered backward, each step leaving deep footprints in the ground, demonstrating the immense power of his attack…
Tuoba San's expression turned solemn; he hadn't expected the power of this blood to be so formidable…
"Take my father and get away from me..."
Tuoba San gave orders to the four men with the sticks. They dared not disobey their young master's orders and quickly carried me away to hide in the distance...
Blood remained silent, seemingly focused entirely on Tuoba San. After a long silence, Blood's voice rang out once more…
"I sensed a strong killing intent emanating from you, but you don't seem like a bloodthirsty person. So, did you destroy the blood slave I was raising? Did you steal his killing intent?"
Tuoba San did not deny it; denying it at this point would be useless...
"That's right, I stole the killing intent from the blood slave's body..."
"Your strength is insufficient to withstand the baptism of killing intent. How did you manage to do it?"
Blood asked with some doubt. He could see the strength of the Third Martial Emperor Tuoba. Such strength was simply unable to withstand the impact of killing intent. In his opinion, there was no chance of survival for someone below the Earth Soul level…
If he knew that Tuoba San was an eighth-rank Martial Venerable when he was subjected to killing intent, I wonder what Xue Shi would think...
Why should I tell you?
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