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Outer Sect of the Demonic Sect.
Blood Refining Peak.
In another independent courtyard rich in Spiritual Qi.
"Senior Brother Chi, these virgin Cauldrons are new arrivals from the market. They all still possess their primordial yin. Consider them a token of my respect for you."
The speaker was a young male Cultivator dressed as an Outer Sect Disciple. Behind him followed four young girls, barely clothed.
These girls all wore pitch-black chains around their necks. The surface of the chains was carved with many strange inscriptions, upon which a dim light swirled, wreathed in wisps of suppressive power.
Regardless of the clamor outside, they just stood there with hollow eyes, their expressions unchanging, as if they were nothing more than Puppets waiting to be manipulated.
The bald Cultivator sitting at the head of the table glanced at the four girls, a look of satisfaction appearing on his face, and said indifferently:
"Not bad. You are quite filial. I will accept these Cauldrons. You may get lost."
Upon hearing this, the young male Cultivator's expression darkened slightly, but he quickly squeezed out a flattering smile again and said respectfully:
"Senior Brother Chi, if you are satisfied, could you please release my Dao Companion?"
Upon hearing this, a cold glint flashed in Chi Yinghu's eyes, and he said coldly:
"You've really grown guts, haven't you? You actually dare to negotiate with me?"
"Senior Brother Chi, please calm your anger." The young male Cultivator's face turned slightly pale, but he still forced himself to continue pleading, "Although Xiao Cui is merely a Utility Disciple, she is the love of my life."
"Please, in consideration of my dedicated service these past few days, could you please show mercy..."
"You want to find Xiao Cui."
Chi Yinghu chuckled, pointing towards the backyard with a smug look on his face, "Sure, she is buried in the soil behind the courtyard right now. Go dig her up yourself."
Hearing this, the male Cultivator's face changed drastically, and he said with a trembling voice:
"Dead... Xiao Cui is dead..."
"That's right."
Chi Yinghu nodded indifferently, "That lowly wench had some looks, but it's a pity her constitution was too weak. She died after just a little while. I hadn't even had my fill yet..."
"Chi Yinghu, I will kill you!"
The male Cultivator's eyes turned blood-red, and gnashing his teeth, he lunged at Chi Yinghu. However, before he could even get close, a black ray of light pierced his forehead, and he fell straight to the ground.
"Seeking your own death."
Chi Yinghu didn't even lift an eyelid, saying indifferently, "In consideration of your recent tribute, I will leave your corpse intact."
Just then, a respectful voice came from outside the door:
"Senior Brother Chi, something has happened outside."
"Come in and speak."
Chi Yinghu frowned and replied offhandedly.
Soon, a black-robed demonic Cultivator rushed in from outside. He didn't even glance at the corpse on the ground and reported directly:
"Senior Brother Chi, an unidentified person has moved into Courtyard No. 1 of Class A."
"What?"
Chi Yinghu was startled and immediately stood up from his chair, asking in a deep voice: "Who? Is it that guy Wu Renjie?"
As he spoke, he cursed in a fit of rage:
"Wu Renjie, just a few days ago you said we would decide the ownership of Courtyard No. 1 of Class A through competition. I didn't expect you to play such a trick on me now. Do you really think I'm afraid of you?!"
The demonic Cultivator immediately shook his head and hurriedly said:
"As far as this Subordinate knows, Senior Brother Wu seems completely unaware of this matter. He is currently on his way there with his people."
"The one who occupied Courtyard No. 1 of Class A seems to be a newly arrived Outer Sect Disciple."
"A newly arrived Outer Sect Disciple?"
Chi Yinghu widened his eyes, seemingly unable to believe it.
After regaining his senses, he fiercely slammed the incredibly hard black sandalwood table into powder, roaring with a ferocious expression:
"Damn it! Where did this madman come from? No matter who it is, I will personally peel his skin off this time!"
On Blood Refining Peak, Courtyard No. 1 of Class A held a very special significance, like the emperor's dragon throne or the bright moon in the starry sky.
Whoever lived in it represented the number one person among the many Outer Sect Disciples of Blood Refining Peak, supreme and unrivaled, with no one daring to disobey.
Ever since the previous owner of Courtyard No. 1 of Class A was promoted directly to a True Disciple, that courtyard had become vacant.
In order to fight for the ownership of the courtyard, Chi Yinghu and Wu Renjie, the two outstanding figures among the Outer Sect Disciples, had nearly beaten each other's brains out.
After many negotiations, the two sides had only recently reached an agreement to decide the ownership of Courtyard No. 1 of Class A through competition.
Before a winner was thoroughly decided, neither of them was allowed to move in, so Courtyard No. 1 of Class A had remained vacant.
Although theoretically, as an ownerless Immortal Cave of the Outer Sect, any Outer Sect Disciple was qualified to move into Courtyard No. 1 of Class A, in reality, no one had ever dared to do so.
After all, even demonic Cultivators cherished their lives. In a place like Blood Refining Peak, offending both Chi Yinghu and Wu Renjie was tantamount to seeking one's own death.
"Senior Brother Chi, what should we do now?" The black-robed demonic Cultivator who had just finished reporting leaned in and asked in a low voice, "Should we let Senior Brother Wu go and test the other party's background first?"
Chi Yinghu's face revealed a fierce glint, and he said viciously:
"We are going too! If we let Wu Renjie get there first, wouldn't it make me look like I'm falling behind?"
"Go and call all the brothers. After we slaughter that greenhorn, we will take the opportunity to have a round with that guy named Wu..."
Just as the group of demonic Cultivators was making their way towards Courtyard No. 1 of Class A, Qi Yuan sat cross-legged in the room, shifted his thoughts, and opened the System interface.
"The Host can use the teleportation function to teleport in real-time to all locations that have been reached before. Each teleportation will consume a certain amount of Spirit Stone. The farther the teleportation distance, the more Spirit Stone will be required."
"This function comes with a free teleportation anchor point. The teleportation anchor point will not be detected by any existence. The Host can actively place the anchor point at any position within the range of the Heavenly Dao. When returning to the anchor point position, no Spirit Stone is consumed."
"Note: Once set, the teleportation anchor point is permanently valid and cannot be removed. More free teleportation anchor points will appear in subsequent mission rewards..."
This is really a great function!
Qi Yuan only took a brief glance at the description in the System interface and felt that this function was simply too practical. If used properly, he didn't know how much boring and tedious travel time it could save.
One must know that the area of the Xuanmeng Great World could be called boundless; the Western Demonic Region was tens of millions of miles away from Taixuan Holy Land.
If one didn't take a spatial Teleportation Array, relying solely on the Cultivator's own escape speed, even a Soul Transformation Cultivator would have to fly for half a year.
Now with this function, when encountering urgent matters, one could completely choose to spend Spirit Stone to travel.
What was even more thoughtful was that the teleportation function used Spirit Stone, not the precious Counterattack Points. He had just made a fortune, so Spirit Stone was the thing he lacked the least.
He just didn't know if there was a preparation time. If not, it could also be used as a means of escape when encountering danger...
Thinking of this, Qi Yuan's eyes lit up, and he immediately opened the System's teleportation interface.
The next moment, a huge sand table suddenly appeared in his mind.
It displayed dense mountains and rivers, forests and grasslands, swamps and dense forests, and other complex scenes. Every inch of detail was extremely clear and vivid.
Azure Cloud Town, Taixuan Holy Land, Falling Cloud Valley, Linglong Holy Land, the Killing Life Daoist's Immortal Cave... all the locations he had been to were marked clearly, including all the places he had passed through while traveling.
Other places in the sand table were covered by a mass of black fog and labeled as untransportable.
Without almost any hesitation, Qi Yuan focused his attention on Yuhua Peak of Taixuan Holy Land.
That was where his Immortal Cave was located. If he wanted to experiment, teleporting to Yuhua Peak was the safest.
After pondering for a moment, he pulled the ningyuan sword out of his portable space and ordered:
"I am going to leave for a while. You guard here and don't move around. If any stranger breaks in, kill them directly."
After this period of training, the ningyuan sword seemed to have been completely tamed, looking like it was willing to be a lackey under his command.
Moreover, Qi Yuan had obtained the sword technique to drive the ningyuan sword from Han Lie's memories, so he no longer had to fear being backlashed by it.
Now he had no one to use by his side and could only send the ningyuan sword to guard here. Otherwise, if someone broke in and happened to see the scene of him teleporting back, wouldn't his secret be exposed?
Most of the Outer Sect Disciples of the Baleful Yin Sect were Cultivators below the Foundation Establishment Realm. Although the ningyuan sword had not yet recovered to its peak state, killing a few Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivators was still a piece of cake.
Anyway, he had read the sect rules at the Internal Affairs Hall. Those who trespassed into another's Immortal Cave without cause could be directly executed by the Immortal Cave's owner, and there would be no punishment afterwards...
"Master Qi, please rest assured. With this sword here, any little thief who dares to enter will die one by one, and if two come, they will both die."
The ningyuan sword shook its body happily and promised solemnly.