Chapter 53 Bloodthirsty
The picture formed by the light moved smoothly. Luo Xuanyi watched as the Taoist began to lower his head and pick out the herbs from the pile of herbs placed at the entrance of the pill. Because they were thrown in haphazardly by Ren Xiaqi, naturally they were not all in order. Luo Xuanyi observed for a while before she began to throw the herbs into him to make the pill, while she herself fell into deep thought.
The Taoist's reaction was too natural, as if he were in another world. After receiving the recipe, he didn't just input knowledge and immediately react, but began to experiment again and again. He even wrote down notes when he failed.
Luo Xuanyi didn't dare to study her secret arts here. The incident with Yao Lu had made her realize she still didn't fully understand the methods of the Zang Yao Sect. Only after Ren Xiaqi gave her his spare Locking Cave Heaven Formation Plate did she set up the traps in her room. But it wasn't enough. Who knew what other magic could bypass the Locking Cave Heaven Formation and the Silent Pill to spy on her? At least not in a place like this where so many people gathered.
But with the secret technique's short note, she could observe a little. There were only a few words on the note, and Luo Xuanyi swept them all away.
"Edition No. 15, Twenty-sixth Edition, Title: Small Xumi Soul-Locking Incantation, User and Revealer: Luo Xuanyi."
The names of formations and secret techniques aren't chosen randomly. After being compiled by a sect, they're often replaced with names that more easily describe their functions, making them easier to categorize and search. For example, the "Yin Yang Rain Body Technique Fragmentary Manuscript" Luo Xuanyi obtained from Taoist Hua Shen states that Yin Yang Rain refers to the Yin and Yang Rain formations, with Body Technique being their function.
Luo Xuanyi had no objection to the second half of the Small Xumi Soul-Locking Spell. The soul-locking spell was the effect, and the spell represented that it was a spell system, but the Small Xumi in the front was very interesting.
In the classics compiled by Zang Yaozong and Hua Shen Taoist, Xumi means a world within a world. For example, the correct name of a storage bag is Small Xumi Lifeless Storage Bag, which means that this small world has a limited capacity but cannot accommodate living things.
The Small Xumi Soul-Locking Incantation further confirmed her suspicions. The Taoist's soul wasn't locked in an artifact like the alchemy furnace as she had initially assumed, but rather in a small spatial world. Perhaps this small world, governed by certain rules, forced him to refine the elixir, preventing him from doing anything else.
The more Luo Xuanyi thought about it, the more itchy she felt. To hold back, she had to divert her attention by digging out the pile of ancient books she had taken from Feiyan Pavilion. Fortunately, Jiao Xing had generously taken a large number of ancient books from the library, many of which Daoist Hua Shen had not collected. Luo Xuanyi was finally able to devote herself to reading.
Cai Hu withdrew his gaze from the water mirror, rubbed his temples calmly, knelt down and walked to the beauty's side, and said respectfully: "My master, Senior Sister Yi has successfully adjusted the alchemy furnace, and the lamp incense can be mass-produced. She will start studying now."
"Study?" Feng Wutong's voice was lazy, and she narrowed her eyes. "The Supreme Lord is really cruel. Since she won't live long, he still wants to teach her about the vastness of others. It would be better to let her be a child and play, just like that bastard."
That being said, you still like to pretend to enjoy luxury while actually practicing behind the curtain. Facing Feng Wutong, who was secretly working hard but always boasting about telling others not to work hard, he thought for a moment and decided not to complain. He simply lowered his head in silence, awaiting Feng Wutong's next move.
Feng Wutong didn't expect him to respond; it was just her mumbling. She laughed to herself.
"It's just a little girl. You don't need to watch her anymore. Compared to her, Brother Qi is more dangerous."
Cai Hu responded and left.
Luo Xuanyi was unaware that her caution had evaded Feng Wutong's prying eyes. She simply immersed herself in her books, diligently absorbing knowledge. Unconsciously, she heard a wave-like commotion. Surprised, Luo Xuanyi looked outside and saw a commotion near her own ship, surrounded by twelve other ships in the sea of spirit ships.
Despite the clamor on board, the guards on the other ships didn't intervene, but instead observed the situation with a cold eye. Sixteen spirit ships were clamoring. Strangely, even as the guards moved among the crowd, blood splattered constantly, the clamor didn't subside at all, but instead grew even louder.
Lin Ying, standing at the stern of the spirit ship, was filled with anger, but she remained calm. Using her agility, she removed the immobilizing talismans cast upon the surrounding outer disciples. The outer disciples who saw her movements reacted immediately, raising their voices even louder to mask her movements.
Besides her, people on other spirit ships also made the same move at the same time. This was clearly not a spur-of-the-moment act, but rather a premeditated and organized one. However, didn't they consider how much bloodshed such a panic would bring?
Lin Ying was assigned to lead these people. As one of the inner disciples of the Burial Flower Valley elders, she wasn't originally chosen for the sacrifices, but she had once participated in an expedition that completely changed her attitude toward these "walking sacrifices."
She finally understood her true feelings.
The exploration team she joined sacrificed twelve living sacrifices to break the restriction of the secret realm, and there were still several sacrifices left. They made full use of them and brought them into the secret realm as pioneers for exploration. The level of the secret realm was seriously inconsistent with the estimate. The exploration team was almost wiped out, and the news could not be leaked. The sect would not send rescuers, which was a desperate situation.
During the two years of being hunted by the secret realm, only Lin Ying had been hiding with another living sacrifice. In fact, at first, she always pushed the living sacrifice out of danger without hesitation, but when the living sacrifice finally survived, she couldn't help but pick it up and bring it back to her side. After all, it could still be useful, her common sense told her.
The living sacrifice is also a girl. She is too weak for Lin Ying, but she is fundamentally different from Lin Ying, who was born from the origin and became an inner disciple directly. It is her tenacious state of mind that enables her to fight hard and carve out her own path in the face of desperate situations again and again.
But she never once tried to drag Lin Ying down with her. Perhaps she was hoping Lin Ying would be impressed by her? Or was she truly that foolish? Lin Ying didn't bother to guess.
Lin Ying watched coldly as she repeatedly fell into certain death, never offering any help, until the last time she took the initiative to choose a different path from Lin Ying. After Lin Ying left, she somehow managed to sneak back and saw with her own eyes that she, sick and wounded, was ultimately killed by the beast that pursued her. She didn't know why she had to come to see her end.
No, the moment she saw her die, she finally knew. What she wanted, what she longed for, was death.
It is not the inevitable death of a living sacrifice under the rules of Zang Yaozong, but the death of a person who blooms in despair and finally withers in despair in a desperate situation.
She finally left the secret realm.
But a lion that has eaten fresh meat once will not force itself to eat rotten meat again. She gradually sees the shadow of the girl on her face, not only herself, but also all the people she sees.
Lin Ying didn't dislike the idea of sacrificing others for personal gain; she knew it was too hypocritical for them. She hated these rules, this order. Since it was so chaotic, they might as well break it. After all, they were evil, demonic, and having these so-called sects was ridiculous.
This hypocritical false disguise is better off gone.
The Zang Yao Sect had nurtured countless truly bloodthirsty individuals who conflicted with the rules set by the Dao Leader, and they had long been stirring within the sect. They had carefully selected and finally chosen this action. Lin Ying incited these unsuspecting outer disciples, but his target was the twelve spirit ships.
They wanted to enjoy the true chaos of death outside the rules and unspoken rules of the Zang Yao Sect! They wanted to kill the deacons responsible for the suppression.
The eyes hidden among the disciples flashed with bloodthirsty light. The outer disciples thought they were about to be freed, and shouted even harder in gratitude.
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