43: Alarming the Murong Family

At the same time, outside the courtyard.

"Who's fighting? Such dense Devilish Qi! This Demonic Cultivator actually dares to make a move in the market, truly audacious!"

"Such terrifying Evil Qi! How many people has he killed? And this aura... this aura is actually at the Qi Refining Stage Ninth Level!"

"This Wu Daoren's strength is a bit beyond our imagination. Quickly send word back!"

"Who would dare provoke a Qi Refining Stage Ninth Level Cultivator? Now we can only pray that Senior Feng Sha can deal with Wu Daoren."

"Why is there no movement? Has the fight ended? If this Wu Daoren survives, we won't have any peaceful days."

"..."

In the surrounding alleys, whether they were Cultivators involved in this incident or mere onlookers, all were shocked and terrified by this great battle.

Any single attack from inside could turn them to dust.

Just as everyone was discussing, *Dong!*

A black spherical object was thrown out of the courtyard wall, landing in front of the crowd.

Everyone looked, and their expressions immediately changed drastically.

"Senior Feng Sha... was... was killed!"

"Damn it, how is that Wu Daoren so strong!"

"What should we do... run?"

"Let's run, go back and ask the owner for protection... Wait, what is that!"

Seeing this outcome, the Cultivators involved were scared half to death and wanted to flee.

At this moment, a sharp-eyed Cultivator pointed to mid-air and exclaimed in surprise.

Everyone looked up and saw a demonic figure standing in mid-air, treading on a black gourd.

The demonic figure gazed down indifferently, then slowly extended his right hand.

As the demonic figure moved, a mist of blood began to spread, finally gathering in his hand.

Eventually, a blood-colored heart condensed in his hand.

*Thump-thump!*

*Thump-thump!*

The heart throbbed continuously, dripping crimson blood downwards.

At this moment, some of the Cultivators present suddenly felt a sense of impending disaster.

"What... what is he going to do..."

"He wouldn't want to kill all of us, would he? No, no..."

"The Law Enforcement Team will be here soon, don't be afraid!"

However, they were destined to be disappointed. The demonic figure suddenly clenched his hand.

*Bang!*

The heart in his hand shattered instantly.

At this moment, some of the Cultivators present showed pained expressions.

An intense pain came from within their bodies, an extreme feeling of powerlessness and weakness emerged. Their entire body's Qi and blood seemed to be absorbed and devoured by a nonexistent void.

Their skin began to wrinkle, their bodies withered, their Souls burned, and their Sea of Consciousness shattered.

A feeling of despair began to spread through the scene. Some wanted to beg for mercy, but were already too weak to speak.

Under the terrified gaze of the other Cultivators, those few Cultivators seemed to have their blood drained, eventually turning into mummified corpses, their life force extinguished.

After doing all this, the demonic figure controlled the black gourd and flew away, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"Senior Wu's strength... how terrifying..."

Among the crowd, Zhou Yang watched this scene with inner shock, but he was not as terrified as others. Instead, an infinite joy surged within him.

He knew Wu Daoren was strong, but he never expected him to be this strong.

However, he didn't stay any longer. Wu Daoren had previously instructed him to leave after the fight began and re-enter the market with a new identity.

He had stayed because he was worried about an unexpected turn in the fight.

Now that the matter was over, he dared not remain there.

Not long after Zhou Yang left, the market's Law Enforcement Team finally arrived late.

Leading the Law Enforcement Team was a young female Cultivator. Upon her arrival, she frowned and surveyed the scene.

At this time, several mummified corpses lay on the market street, and the surrounding Cultivators were all hiding far away, each with a pale face, seemingly frightened.

"Young Miss, the actual fighting scene should be over there."

At this moment, a middle-aged Cultivator beside her reminded her, pointing to a courtyard not far away.

Dense blood Evil Qi still permeated that area, making it very conspicuous.

Upon entering the courtyard, they found a scene of devastation: the ground had collapsed, houses had fallen, and Spiritual Plants and trees had withered.

It was as if the place had been ploughed over several times, no longer resembling its original state.

The scene was like a battlefield.

"Hmph, to dare disregard our Murong Family's rules, this Demonic Cultivator is simply audacious!"

The female Cultivator's delicate brows furrowed, and a displeased sound escaped her lips.

"Uncle Chen, it's all your fault! If you hadn't stopped us, we would have arrived earlier. How could that Demonic Cultivator have escaped!"

She then looked at the silent middle-aged man beside her and reprimanded him.

Chen Qian was somewhat helpless, honestly enduring the scolding.

A fight between Qi Refining Stage Ninth Level Cultivators, was this something they could participate in?

If anything went wrong, they would all be lost here!

The female Cultivator in front of them was Murong Yu, the Third Young Miss of the Murong Family. She had been too well-protected by her Family since childhood and hadn't experienced much.

If she were to be involved as well, they would be held accountable even if they died ten thousand times over.

... ...

Lu Ming controlled the gourd and flew for a distance before landing in an uninhabited area.

He quickly changed his attire, concealed his aura, and quietly returned to his residence.

"This time, by annihilating a Qi Refining Stage Eighth Level Cultivator, Wu Daoren's name will surely spread soon."

Lu Ming sat on a stone chair in the courtyard, sighing with a smile.

He considered this a form of 'fishing for law enforcement,' a rather malicious act, essentially forcing trouble.

He expected it would undoubtedly make some forces and Cultivators wary.

But Lu Ming had already done it, so he didn't want to dwell on the right or wrong of it.

"However, I should do this kind of thing less often in the future. There's no need to put myself in danger, even with full confidence."

He guessed he had been Cultivating for too long and had become a bit stifled.

Recalling it now, he still felt some lingering fear, especially about the Yin Thunder Palm that Ling Feng pulled out at the end.

If he hadn't used the spiritual poison and Divided Soul attack on the Sea of Consciousness to forcefully interrupt Ling Feng's use of the Yin Thunder Palm, the consequences, while not life-threatening, would have at least resulted in some injuries.

"I said I'd fight higher-level opponents with lower-level ones, so why do I always end up fighting above my Realm?"

Lu Ming, learning from his painful experience, decided to reflect deeply.

In the future, for Cultivators on the list, if he could kill them with the golden book, he would use the golden book. He wouldn't put himself in dangerous situations again.

If he really couldn't resist fighting, he would pick a few soft targets to pinch, especially those already at low health.

After some reflection, Lu Ming began to review today's fight.

Relying on the Blood Burning Secret Technique, Devouring Spirit Blood Demon Art, Three Yin Nether Fire, and berserk blood pill, he forcibly raised his Cultivation to the Qi Refining Stage Ninth Level.

Then, by poisoning and transferring the side effects to one person, with one increase and one decrease, he achieved an almost crushing victory.

Ling Feng was the strongest opponent he had encountered in actual combat so far. He could endure for so long even with so many debuffs.

If he had been overconfident today and hadn't suppressed Ling Feng's combat power beforehand, he might not have been able to defeat him so quickly in terms of raw strength.

'A prolonged battle would not benefit me at all.'

"It's time to tally the spoils of war."

He spent some time unlocking the Storage Pouch and took out Ling Feng's two Magical Artifacts.

One bell-shaped Magical Artifact and one Magical Sword.

After a battle, neither Magical Artifact suffered much damage, mainly because Ling Feng didn't have the extra energy to control them.

Lu Ming extended his spiritual sense into them and found that both Magical Artifacts were High Grade first-tier, not much worse than the black gourd.

Especially that defensive Magical Artifact; if Ling Feng hadn't been short on magical power, enduring the Yin Thunder Palm and the Fusion Spell of the Three Yin Nether Fire wouldn't have been so miserable.

"As for this Magical Sword..."

This Magical Artifact was two feet three inches long, entirely blood-red, with delicate scale patterns on its surface, dragon claw decorations on the hilt, and a sharp aura emanating from the blade.

Lu Ming always felt that this wasn't a complete Magical Artifact, because it was a single-edged sword; calling it a Magical Blade might be more appropriate.

Could the other half be with his brother?

Without delving into it, Lu Ming had little interest in sword-type Magical Artifacts.

He poured the contents onto the stone table. There wasn't much inside.

Several scrolls and Jade Slips, a few bottles of Medicinal Pills, and about a hundred Spirit Stones.

Lu Ming looked at the scrolls and Jade Slips with fervent eyes. He was very interested in Ling Feng's sudden burst of power.

One must know that Ling Feng's strength had been weakened, and after being beaten to such a state, he could still forcibly raise himself to the Qi Refining Stage Ninth Level using a secret technique.

The scrolls and Jade Slips were laid out one by one in front of Lu Ming, covering Cultivation Techniques, secret techniques, and methods for refining Magical Artifacts.

"Five Viscera Refinement Demon True Art," "Blood Demon Soul Refining Scripture," "Blood Dragon Sword Refining Method," "Kishui Mind-Cultivation Technique," "Five Elements True Yuan Scripture," "..."

Hoo!

Demonic Techniques right from the start.

Among them, Lu Ming valued the "Five Viscera Refinement Demon True Art" and "Blood Demon Soul Refining Scripture" the most.

The "Five Viscera Refinement Demon True Art" was similar to the Blood Burning Secret Technique, but even more overbearing.

It required using the Cultivator's Five Viscera as sacrifices. The Five Viscera correspond to the Five Elements: Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth.

After refining, energy would be stored in the Five Viscera, capable of holding up to thirty-six Cultivators.

When necessary, all the power could be released to fight enemies.

"Ling Feng probably hadn't refined many yet; otherwise, if he had refined thirty-six Cultivators, I can't imagine the consequences..."

Lu Ming's expression turned grave after reading the introduction to the "Five Viscera Refinement Demon True Art."

There were countless strange Cultivation Techniques in the Cultivation world; who knew what others had Cultivated?

One time might be lucky, but two or three times might not be.

Luck wouldn't always be on his side. If he continued like this today, he might also suffer an unexpected setback.

"But I must refine this method!"

Lu Ming looked at the "Five Viscera Refinement Demon True Art" with burning eyes.

This method was beyond the scope, although it also had many drawbacks.

First, it had the common problem of Demonic Techniques: it would lead to impure magical power and even defile the Five Viscera and Meridians.

Second, storing too much power would put excessive pressure on the internal organs, and one burst would basically cost half a life.

However, from the perspective of its upper limit, it was much stronger than the "Blood Burning Secret Technique," but its lower limit was also very low.

Refining one or two Cultivators was not as direct as the "Blood Burning Secret Technique."

Lu Ming directly ignored the drawbacks. For him, were these big problems?

Lu Ming was even more delighted with the other "Blood Demon Soul Refining Scripture."

This was a Soul-searching secret technique!

It belonged to a very orthodox Demonic Cultivator method, seizing the Cultivator's Divine Soul to extract memories.

However, Cultivators whose Souls had been searched by the "Blood Demon Soul Refining Scripture" would generally end up with their Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.

Moreover, this was also a Divine Soul attack method; as long as one wasn't afraid of Divine Soul damage, one could forcibly wear down the opponent's Divine Soul.

The drawbacks were equally obvious: it couldn't be used against Cultivators whose Realm was too much higher than one's own.

Secondly, if too many Souls were searched, it would inevitably lead to residual thoughts, resentments, and other influences on the Cultivator, causing damage to the caster's mind.

This would greatly affect future Cultivation and even breakthroughs, making it extremely easy to suffer Qi Deviation.

"This might not be so useful to me... right."

Unless it was a special circumstance and not a direct confrontation, there usually wouldn't be an opportunity to use it.

However, it was also a means; one might not use it, but one must learn it.