Chapter 42 Bloody Sacrifice, Shura is Fearless
Inside the Lotus Tower, the deathly silence gave way to an even more terrifying atmosphere. The air was stagnant, as if filled with an invisible blood mist, and every corner was filled with a suffocating sense of oppression and chill.
Di Feisheng sat alone in Li Lianhua's study on the second floor. On the table, the fragmentary records of the "Same Life Gu Reincarnation Technique" that the Medicine Demon had tremblingly sent to him lay spread out. Next to them was the Nan Yin token left behind by Jiao Liqiao and recovered from Di Feisheng.
His fingers traced the words in the ancient tome describing the backlash of the poison and the withering of life force. With each word, the bloodshot in his eyes grew darker, and the murderous aura surrounding him grew more chilling. The words "oil exhausted, lamp withered," "meridians destroyed," "hair white as frost," "remaining determined to die" that filled the pages were like the most vicious curses, repeatedly torturing his nerves.
"Bang!"
He slammed his fist down on the desk! The hard sandalwood desk was instantly reduced to dust! Paper fragments mixed with the blood oozing from his knuckles fell to the ground.
He slowly raised his head, and there was no trace of human warmth in his eyes anymore, only a kind of almost nihilistic, all-destructive madness and dead silence.
Li Lianhua... you exchanged your life for my remaining life...
Then I will let the whole world... be buried with you!
He stood up and walked down the stairs step by step. With each step he took, the terrifying aura around him grew stronger, like a sleeping Shura fully awakening and stepping out of the bloody sea of hell.
Downstairs, all the members of the Lotus Tower—whether they were originally from the Si Gu Men or the Jin Yuan Meng—knelt on the ground with bated breath, their heads buried deep in their chests, their whole bodies trembling, not daring to look directly at the murderous intent that seemed to be tangible.
Di Feisheng walked to the center of the hall and swept his cold eyes over everyone.
"No face."
"I'm here!" Wuyan immediately stepped forward and knelt on one knee.
"Pass the order down." Di Feisheng's voice was eerily calm, yet every word carried a bloody chill. "Everyone in the Lotus Tower, use all your resources and all means to investigate! Investigate the Nanyin Rama Cauldron! Investigate all related offerings! Investigate the hiding places of Jiao Liqiao and Shan Gudao! Anyone with clues will be rewarded handsomely! Anyone who obstructs—"
He paused for a moment, bloodshot eyes: "—Kill, without pardon!"
"Yes!" Wuyan's voice trembled, but he accepted the order without hesitation.
"Stone water."
"I'm here!" Shi Shui responded immediately.
"Gather all the former members and allies of the Si Gu Men and issue a hunting order." Di Feisheng's tone was calm, yet chilling. "A bounty is being placed on the heads of Jiao Liqiao, Shan Gudao, and all their followers. Anyone who provides clues will receive a thousand gold coins; anyone who takes their heads... Lotus Tower will give everything it has to meet any request."
Any request! This bounty is enough to drive the entire martial arts world crazy!
Shi Shui took a deep breath, but didn't dare to raise any objection: "As you command!"
Di Feisheng slowly walked to the door and looked at the still calm sky outside the building, as if staring at an invisible enemy.
"Medicine Demon."
The Medicine Demon crawled forward, "Your Excellency..."
"Those sacrifices," Di Feisheng's voice deepened, carrying a chilling paranoia, "Since they want them... then we should get them first."
The Medicine Demon instantly understood what he meant—Your Majesty was going to proactively collect those unholy sacrifices, either to force Jiao Liqiao to reveal herself, or...completely destroy her hopes of reviving the Rama Ding! He was terrified, "Your Majesty! Those sacrifices are all held in extremely dangerous places, and most of them...are harmful to the harmony of nature..."
"Tianhe?" Di Feisheng turned around slowly, a cold and cruel arc appeared on the corner of his mouth. "From today on, my words are Tianhe."
He swept his gaze across the entire room, then issued a final order: "From now on, the Lotus Tower is sealed. Everyone, follow orders. Within a month, I want to see Shan Gudao kneeling before me... or, his head."
After he finished speaking, he no longer looked at anyone. His figure flashed and he disappeared outside the building like a ghost, leaving only a cold word echoing in the air:
"If we can't find Li Lianhua... then let the Jianghu pay for his sins."
The entire Lotus Building was in complete silence, and everyone felt as if they had been doused with ice water, feeling cold from head to toe.
They knew that the Di Feisheng, who once held perhaps a glimmer of bond and restraint, had completely vanished. Now, the only one left alive was a vengeful Shura, consumed by the immense pain and rage of losing his beloved.
The world of martial arts is about to usher in an unprecedented bloody storm.
In the following days, the entire martial arts world fell into great panic.
Driven by Di Feisheng's absolute force and crazy will, the huge machine of Lotus Tower operated with unprecedented efficiency and ruthlessness.
Countless hidden Nanyin ruins were forcibly broken into, sects guarding sacrificial offerings were ruthlessly destroyed, and forces holding clues were bloodily purged... Di Feisheng personally took action, leaving corpses strewn everywhere he went, and no grass grew. He no longer cared about any moral rules, and his methods were brutally brutal, simply to obtain the information and items he wanted as quickly as possible.
Rumor has it that the leader of the Flute Alliance has gone mad. In his quest to find a man who didn't care about his own life, he didn't hesitate to turn the world upside down and turn everything into ashes.
Rumor has it that the "drowned man's finger bones" are hidden deep within the "Black Water Dock," a Jiangnan water bandit entrenched for nearly a century. The waterways here are as complex as a maze, riddled with traps and hidden passages, and the underwater waters are covered in poisoned caltrops. Hundreds of desperate bandits swarmed in, creating a den of dangers. Repeated government campaigns have yielded nothing but heavy losses.
Three days later, at the main camp of Heishuiwu.
The stench of blood was so thick it was indissoluble, mixed with the smoke and the fishy odor of the lake, making it nauseating. The once easily defended and impenetrable water fort was now in ruins, flames shooting into the sky, and broken limbs and debris floating on the dark red water. The screams and sounds of fighting had gradually subsided.
The sound of a flute flew from the bow of the main camp's largest ship. His dark robe, soaked in blood, had become dull and stiff. He held a looted, ordinary machete, the blade punctured with several cuts and dripping with blood. His face was splattered with blood, yet his expression was chillingly calm. Only his deep, unfathomable eyes shone with a bloodthirsty crimson and a subtle hint of fatigue.
He charged into this place alone, without a plan, without detours, only direct, brutal crushing and destruction. The pirates' traps, poison arrows, and sneak attacks from water ghosts... all became a joke before his sheer strength and near-mad fighting style. He slaughtered his way through, treading on mountains of corpses and seas of blood, heading straight for the core.
A bandit leader, dragging a broken leg, crawled over in terror, offering a jade box wrapped in layers of oilcloth and emitting a cold, damp vapor. His voice trembled, "Hero... Hero... spare my life! This is... this is the finger bone you wanted... It's... It's in the box..."
Di Feisheng snatched the jade box without even glancing at him. His fingertips felt a bone-chilling chill, and an ominous chill emanated from the box. He opened it and took a look. Inside was a pale, dark human finger bone. He confirmed it was indeed the original.
The pirate leader just breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he got the thing, but then he saw Di Feisheng slash with a knife!
The knife flashed, and the head fell to the ground. The wide eyes still showed the relief and disbelief of surviving the disaster.
"It's in the way." Di Feisheng brushed off the blood on his knife, his voice calm. He didn't need a live person, and he didn't need any potential trouble.
He tucked the jade box into his arms and turned to leave. His steps faltered slightly as a poisonous arrow lodged in his left shoulder, piercing his flesh. He impassively broke and pulled it out, spilling a stream of black blood. He tapped the bloodstream to stop the bleeding and took an antidote pill, as if the poison, which would have killed an ordinary person instantly, was merely a mosquito bite.
He had just taken a few steps when the ship's planks suddenly collapsed beneath him! Several poisoned steel spears shot out from below! At the same time, countless kerosene-soaked rockets suddenly shot out from the cabins on both sides, instantly turning the area around him into a sea of fire!
It turned out to be the final mechanism of mutual destruction!
A fierce look flashed in Di Feisheng's eyes. Without dodging or evading, he fiercely struck down with his white palm! The violent wind from his palm shattered the planks of the boat, along with the bandits lying in ambush below! He used the force to soar into the sky, twisting his body strangely in the air, avoiding most of the rockets. However, several of them grazed his robes, instantly igniting them!
He shattered the burning robe and let it fall into the sea of fire. His body did not stop, and he flew over the water like an eagle. After a few takeoffs and landings, he disappeared into the thick smoke and night.
Behind him was the Black Water Dock, which had completely turned into a Shura field.
…
Seven days later, in the northwest desert, the oasis in the "eye of the hurricane".
This region, centered around a strange oasis surrounded by perpetually fierce winds, is home to a fierce band of sand bandits. They exploit the natural defenses to plunder merchant caravans, leaving no one in control. Legend has it that "Golden Silk Rainbow Grass" grows near an ancient well in the oasis's center, at the eye of the storm, heavily guarded by the bandits.
At this moment, the oasis has become a hell on earth.
The wind howled and roared, carrying yellow sand and the smell of blood. Corpses lay scattered across the sand, most torn apart by fierce palm winds or sword energy, their deaths gruesome. In the center of the oasis, beside the ancient well, the last resistance was crumbling.
Di Feisheng stood in the eye of the storm, where the wind was so violent it could rip even an ordinary warrior apart. His hair was disheveled, dried blood stained the corners of his mouth, and his breathing was slightly rapid. Clearly, navigating the outer quicksand traps and the frantic attacks of the bandits had taken a toll on him. But his grip on the blade remained as steady as a rock, his eyes colder than the desert night.
The last bandit leader rushed forward, roaring and waving a scimitar. His knife skills were strange and cruel, and they stirred up a cloud of dust.
Di Feisheng didn't even use a knife, he just slapped out with his palm!
"Bang!"
The leader's scimitar shattered into pieces, his chest visibly caved in, and he flew backwards like a torn sack, hitting the edge of the well, his bones and muscles broken, and he died on the spot.
Di Feisheng didn't even look, his gaze settling on a few small golden blades of grass stubbornly growing in the cracks of the rocks beside the well. The blades were as slender as silk, swaying in the strong wind, yet shimmering with a strange, iridescent sheen.
He stepped forward, carefully dug it out with the roots and soil, and placed it in a jade box that had been prepared long ago.
As soon as he stood up, something strange happened!
A seemingly ordinary rock beside the wellhead suddenly exploded, and countless poisonous needles as thin as cow hair and emitting a faint blue hue rained down on him! The distance was too close, and the speed was too fast, making it almost impossible to avoid it!
This is the last and most sinister trap set up by the Sand Bandits, triggered by using the leader's life as bait!
Di Feisheng's pupils suddenly shrank. At the critical moment, he suddenly held the jade box in his arms, leaned his body back to the limit, and at the same time, Beifeng Baizhang's protective energy burst out instantly!
“Ding ding ding ding——!”
Most of the poison needles were blown away by the罡气, but three of them still penetrated the罡气 and pierced into his right arm and side!
Severe pain and numbness came instantly!
Di Feisheng groaned and his face turned pale, but without hesitation, he put his left hand's fingers together like a knife and cut at the flesh of the needle at lightning speed!
"Swish!" He cut out two pieces of flesh and blood with poisonous needles, threw them on the ground, and instantly turned black!
Blood gushed out, and he quickly pressed acupuncture points to stop the bleeding and swallowed a handful of detoxification pills. His movements were astonishingly fast, as if he didn't feel any pain.
He glanced at the intact jade box in his arms, a hint of paranoid relief flashing in his eyes. Then, he tore off the hem of his clothes, hastily bandaged his wound, and without looking back, stepped on the yellow sand and corpses on the ground, and walked out of this oasis of death step by step.
His back is lonely and straight, walking in blood, like a Shura returning from hell, just to collect cruel chips on the road to revenge.
One by one, the blood-stained offerings emitting an ominous aura were sent into the Lotus Tower.
Di Feisheng had more and more wounds on his body, new and old ones overlapping, but he seemed unaware of it. He just kept swallowing pills, suppressing the wounds forcibly, and then set out on the bloody journey again to find the next sacrifice.
He used the most direct and bloodiest way to declare his madness and determination to the entire world.
This self-mutilation pain is also used to numb the heart that has gone completely crazy because of the loss.
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