Volume 1 Chapter 450 Origin of Blood
On this day, the Dayun Empire, which had been established for less than a year, was sanctioned by the Jinchan Sect. The entire capital was destroyed, and no one left in the capital survived.
Three months later
In a quiet valley, the cliff roads on both sides of the valley are lined with magnificent buildings built against the walls. The place is brightly lit, and young men and women come here to drink and have fun all year round, indulging themselves in enjoyment.
The entire valley was built into a big city by these people, and the buildings became more prosperous as one went deeper into the valley, but the noise gradually disappeared.
This place is called Fairy Valley, and it is the headquarters of the Joyful Sect, one of the eight major sects!
At the very bottom of the valley, in the main hall of the Huanxi Sect, Sect Master Leng Menglu narrowed her eyes slightly and stared coldly at her disciple Jing Xie below who was making a general report on the Diling Island trip, telling him everything that had happened.
After listening to this, Leng Menglu said coldly: "You are smart. You didn't get involved in this mess. But now you have lost your junior sister Huanmei. What should you do?"
Jing Xie looked embarrassed, and after thinking for a while he said, "Junior sister's cultivation is not weak, and she has the support of Huanxi Sect. I believe that not many people in this world dare to touch Junior sister, so we should be in peace."
Leng Menglu said: "You should go there in person and bring that little girl back to me."
Jingxie smiled bitterly and bowed in agreement.
After Jing Xie left, Leng Menglu's lips curled up slightly, and she thought to herself, "I didn't expect that such a peerless genius would appear in the world. This is really a blessing for me. With him here, my strength will surely increase greatly, and I may even be promoted to Wuxiang."
Seeing that the time had come again, Leng Menglu stood up, twisting her seductive waist and returning to the dormitory.
Although Leng Menglu has lived for thousands of years, her boudoir is as pink as a young girl's. She sits down on the pink bed embroidered with peach blossoms. She lifts the quilt at the head of the bed, revealing the wooden board underneath.
There was a square plate on the long wooden board. Leng Menglu lifted up the square plate and found a circular copper lock underneath.
She pulled the copper lock hard, and the stone floor under the bed slowly moved, opening a door that was only wide enough for one person to pass through.
It was pitch black inside, but through the dim light in the room you could see a staircase leading underground.
Leng Menglu flew into the portal and kept flying downwards for more than a minute. She didn't know how many meters she had descended, but she finally reached the end.
As soon as you exit the cave, you'll find a different world. It turns out that under the ground of this fairy valley, she had built a large dungeon specifically for imprisoning prisoners.
This dungeon was built by her more than 2,300 years ago and has been maintained to this day. She is the only one who knows about this place for more than 2,000 years. She can't remember how many people are imprisoned in this place, but without exception, they are all people who can help her practice.
Recently, a new guest arrived in this dungeon that had been empty for nearly five hundred years.
Leng Menglu walked all the way to the front of the dungeon, where there was a nearly ten-meter-high stone wall. On both sides of the stone wall were connected a half-meter thick fine iron chain. The other ends of the two chains bound the hands of a man below.
The man was covered in blood, with disheveled hair. Two sharp hooks made of white jade pierced through his scapula on his back and hooked onto it, which was then connected to another stone wall.
No matter who has his two scapulae pierced through, he will find it difficult to make any waves even if he has extraordinary cultivation.
This person is in such a situation that he is like a fish at the mercy of others.
The man's robe was torn to pieces. Apart from the blood-stained part, one could still barely make out the golden dragon embroidered on it...
That’s right, the man whose scapula was pierced was none other than the dying Emperor Yun, Xiang Yun, three months ago!
Three months ago, Xuanyuan Dabing took Xiang Yun to the East Suburb Imperial Mausoleum, where they fell into the charm set by Leng Menglu herself, and it was she who took Xiang Yun away personally.
With her cultivation at the peak of the late Qianyuan Realm, it would be easy for her to do this.
Although Xiang Yun was seriously injured, it was not a big problem for Leng Menglu, the leader of a sect. They were just external injuries. She used hundreds of natural treasures to treat injuries and ten magical fruits to save lives. She used her huge vitality to impact Xiang Yun's body and nourish it continuously.
Even if there is some spiritual energy of Linghu Fei left on Xiang Yun's wound, it will be forcibly washed away by the vitality!
Life force is so overbearing that it can heal any injury in the world. If it can't be done, it means you don't have enough vitality!
This price really made Leng Menglu feel painful, but she was willing to pay it, because in return for these rare treasures, she gained a great increase in strength and the benefit of breaking through the formless realm!
Ever since she first saw Xiang Yun transformed into a five-clawed golden dragon, Leng Menglu fell in love with him.
Youth means vitality and energy!
The coexistence of human and dragon bloodlines is enough to suppress the protagonist of the world who is born with chaotic body. This represents talent. Such strength also shows that Xiang Yun has excellent genes and is the real protagonist of the world.
For Leng Menglu, the essence and blood of such a person is a great tonic.
The secret method of the Huanxi Sect, taking yin to replenish yang and taking yang to replenish yin, is actually not an evil method at all, but a holy method that conforms to the great way!
She can use this secret method to obtain the other party's cultivation talent and powerful genes to strengthen and improve herself, thus achieving the strongest form in the world.
However, this secret method of collecting and replenishing energy does not require the Zhougong ritual at all. The Zhougong ritual is just the simplest and most natural way to perform this secret method. For her, it can be more direct!
So Xiang Yun became what he is now. She cured Xiang Yun completely, imprisoned him again, destroyed all the meridians in Xiang Yun's body, cut off his cultivation, and pierced Xiang Yun's scapula with a thousand-year-old cold jade, shocking his body.
In this way, Xiang Yun's powerful body and cultivation level can ensure that he dies naturally, but he cannot exert any strength and can only allow her to take his energy.
Leng Menglu walked slowly to Xiang Yun. Xiang Yun, who was extremely weak, looked up at her and said with difficulty: "You are here? Do you want to do it again? You are so beautiful, but you always have a stern face, so cold, I don't like it."
Xiang Yun's voice was very hoarse, but his tone was frivolous. Before today, Xiang Yun had been raped by Leng Menglu seven times, and each time was excruciating pain.
Xiang Yun also changed from his previous sadness and anger to his current indifferent and nonchalant attitude.
Leng Menglu frowned slightly, obviously not liking Xiang Yun's tone. In her opinion, Xiang Yun was just a beast that she used to improve her strength, not an acquaintance or friend.
The next moment Leng Menglu made a move and grabbed Xiang Yun from a distance. Xiang Yun's whole body immediately trembled violently, and Xiang Yun could not help but screaming: "Ah~Ah~!"
I saw streams of blood being drawn out from Xiang Yun's seven orifices, flying in the air and then merging into one, turning into scarlet blood as big as a fingernail, emitting a faint golden light.
This is the essence of the power in Xiang Yun's body!
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