Dao Companions Help Me Live Forever

Chapter 250: Blood Sea Man

It was unknown how much time had passed.

The newly built palace seemed to have been eroded by time for thousands of years, becoming dilapidated and on the verge of collapse with just a gust of wind.

Only a blood-red flag in the hall fluttered without wind, emitting the sound of waves and surging tides.

The blood sea that Blood Demon Ancestor had transformed into no longer existed, only a broken skeleton sat in front, its bones like red jade, dim and dull.

As time passed by.

The aura inside the blood sea flag calmed down, followed by strands of blood qi sprinkling from the flag, which were absorbed by the red jade skeleton, gradually giving it a sparkling luster.

Then, strands of flesh and tendons regenerated on the skeleton, quickly outlining a bald and muscular man with closed eyes.

The man opened his eyes, a glimmer of intelligence shining in them.

Then his appearance changed, returning to the appearance of a middle-aged Confucian scholar, and Blood Demon Ancestor reappeared in the world.

But Yu Xian knew that he couldn't use the identity of Blood Demon Ancestor to intimidate people in the short term.

In order to provide the final nourishment for the promotion of the blood sea flag, Blood Demon Ancestor was almost drained by it, almost falling to the level of a fourth-order puppet.

Fortunately, the foundation was still there. As long as enough essence blood was absorbed, Blood Demon Ancestor's power could slowly recover.

As a blood puppet born from bathing in the blood sea, Blood Demon Ancestor's actual combat power was not as good as a genuine cultivator of the same level, but its greatest advantage was its thick blood, strong resistance to attacks, and strong recovery ability.

Yu Xian believed that with the generous help of many "leeks" (referring to naive and inexperienced people), it wouldn't take too long to rebuild the Blood Demon Pool.

Moreover, although he temporarily lost a Blood Demon Ancestor, he gained a True Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts, even if it was only a half-baked True Lord, it was still a True Lord.

Although the blood sea flag had already been promoted to a fourth-order Spiritual Treasure, it had just been promoted after all. Without the control of a Nascent Soul True Lord, it was only slightly stronger than Blood Demon Ancestor in terms of strength.

"Yang Fellow Daoist, won't you show yourself?" Blood Demon Ancestor stared at the blood sea flag in front of him, which seemed ordinary and dull.

As his words fell, the radiance of the blood sea flag flickered, transforming into the appearance of a thin middle-aged man who appeared in front of Blood Demon Ancestor with a complex expression on his face.

"I never thought I would see the light of day again and regain my human form," he bowed respectfully to Blood Demon Ancestor.

"The flag spirit of the blood sea flag, Yang Ming, pays respects to the master!" Blood Demon Ancestor accepted the salute without hesitation, establishing the master-servant relationship.

"Yang Fellow Daoist, we have known each other for a short time after all, and I am grateful for your many teachings. In the future, treat me like any other person and call me Young Master," Blood Demon Ancestor said.

He had worked so hard and spent so much effort to refine the blood sea flag, naturally not just to help Ten Thousand Beasts True Lord achieve enlightenment and bring out a master.

From beginning to end, he had always held control over the Ten Thousand Beasts Soul Flag.

It's just that previously, Ten Thousand Beasts True Lord and the soul flag were deeply integrated, and as the main soul, he was equivalent to half of the owner, possessing the ability to self-destruct.

This time, promoting the Ten Thousand Beasts Soul Flag to the blood sea flag was equivalent to re-refining the Ten Thousand Beasts Soul Flag, and Ten Thousand Beasts True Lord no longer had the ability to self-destruct the soul flag.

Of course, as the flag spirit of the blood sea flag, he couldn't destroy the flag, but he could destroy himself.

If the spirit of the artifact was extinguished, it would undoubtedly greatly reduce the power of the blood sea flag, and it would take time to cultivate a new spirit.

From a practical point of view, cultivating Ten Thousand Beasts True Lord was like planting a bomb for himself. Maybe one day, he would see through the world and self-annihilate, causing his investment to go down the drain.

But he still did it.

Although the beginning of their acquaintance was not so pleasant, since leaving Shangyang City, Ten Thousand Beasts True Lord's help to him had been substantial.

Especially when he almost exposed his ability to absorb Heavenly Dao spiritual energy, Ten Thousand Beasts True Lord's earnest teachings and warnings had left a deep impression on him.

So even though he knew there was a way to prevent Ten Thousand Beasts True Lord from turning into an ignorant evil spirit a hundred years later, he didn't do it, which made him feel uneasy in his heart.

His current style of doing things is based on a clear conscience.

To be honest, he can afford the losses now, and the risks are within an acceptable range.

If he were to put all his wealth on the line, he definitely wouldn't be willing to take any risks.

Most likely, he would have followed the words of the Beast Master and sent him straight into reincarnation to prevent any future possibility of losing control.

"Master."

The Beast Master quickly accepted his new identity, without feeling any difference in status.

Although Yu Xian had always referred to him as Fellow Daoist before, it seemed like they were on equal footing.

But he was very self-aware. He was a pitiful creature, a prisoner living in pain and darkness, clinging to a faint hope, waiting for the day when Yu Xian's conscience would awaken and help him seek revenge.

Now that he had completely fallen into Yu Xian's hands, he felt a sense of entitlement.

Having witnessed Yu Xian manipulating so many cultivators, he didn't think he could do any better than them.

Fortunately, he still had the ability to refuse, even if the price was his own life.

The Blood Demon Ancestor smirked, revealing a cunning expression that didn't belong to his face.

"Yang Fellow Daoist, I have thought of a new name for you. How about 'Blood Sea Man'?"

"It's up to you, Master."

Upon hearing this, the Beast Master knew that he probably had a new purpose.

In Yu Xian's hands, no one could afford to be idle except for himself.

"A while ago, in order to reduce the presence of the Blood Demon Ancestor and prevent those incompetent disciples from causing trouble outside, which would attract the suppression of the higher-ups of the Xuan Yang Sect, I specifically called them back.

Now they have become the resources for your promotion, leaving me with only a few useful disciples."

"And I estimate that after this incident, those demonic cultivators won't be fools. The allure of the Blood Demon Order will greatly weaken, and there will be very few who dare to enter my trap.

But I still have an indispensable need for the spiritual energy of the Heavenly Dao.

So I need your help..." Yu Xian explained his plan.

Until he broke through the Nascent Soul stage, the Nascent Soul True Immortal of the Xuan Yang Sect had always been a huge obstacle for him, making it difficult for him to act.

When he created over a hundred fake Foundation Establishment cultivators in the Wang Shu Mansion, he didn't face as much pressure as he did now with fifty to sixty fake Foundation Establishment demonic cultivators.

The main reason was that the destructive power of the two was completely different.

Most of the demonic cultivators who could join his sect were loners, without any attachments. They had sacrificed their freedom and lives to gain power, and once they left the Blood Demon Secret Realm, they naturally indulged in unrestrained behavior.

Otherwise, with just these few fake Foundation Establishment demonic cultivators, they would at most be considered super-sized Foundation Building cultivators, and it wouldn't have caused the extermination teams of the nearby mansions to take notice.

The main reason was that their destructive power was too strong.

So when Guan Xuan came to question him, he made up his mind that he had to deal with this group of troublemakers himself.

Otherwise, if the situation escalated and attracted the Nascent Soul True Immortal of the Xuan Yang Sect, he would definitely be able to escape, but he wouldn't be able to find another place like the Mo Ya Fang Market where he could act without any scruples.

Who knows, his breakthrough might be delayed for several decades.

Now that he had decisively quelled the demonic disaster and the Blood Demon Secret Realm couldn't produce a new spokesperson, and those old men had also disappeared one after another, anyone with a little sense of danger would probably understand that the Blood Demon Secret Realm was not a good place.

After all, even if there were great benefits, it would be in vain without life to enjoy them.

Therefore, he thought of a very cliché but effective method.

"After you leave the secret realm and meet my senior disciple, take him away and make a public announcement of the fact that the Blood Demon Ancestor used his disciples as demonic materials."

"And you, you are the long-standing enemy of Blood Demon Ancestor, here to seek revenge for Blood Demon Ancestor."

"So, in order to compete in the arena, both you and Blood Demon Ancestor recruited soldiers and offered benefits, causing a struggle between the two sides. Naturally, many demonic cultivators who thought they could manipulate the situation emerged."

Wan Shou Zhen Ren understood immediately, but still had doubts.

"You want me to appear and compete with you in the arena? Aren't you afraid that the appearance of two demonic true immortals will trigger Xuan Yang Sect's nerves?"

Blood Demon Ancestor smiled, "Even Guan Xuan has started investigating my background. Do you think Xuan Yang Sect is unaware of the existence of Blood Demon Ancestor? It's just that I haven't caused any major trouble yet, so they can't be bothered with me."

"Now that there are two demonic leaders fighting to the death, even if Xuan Yang Sect knows, they would probably prefer to wait and take advantage of the situation. For me, what I need is time."

Besides, he still had the identity of the Demon-Slaying Squad. As long as those demonic cultivators killed each other without causing any local disturbances or disrupting production, he could simply watch from the sidelines and use the excuse of observing the tiger fight from the mountain.

Drag it out for a few months here, a few months there.

To Xuan Yang Sect, the battle between the two demonic leaders might just be a dog biting a dog farce.

But no one would notice that he, an outsider, had quietly made a breakthrough.

Even if he encountered the worst-case scenario - Xuan Yang Sect had a powerful expert passing by and wanted to challenge both demonic true immortals at the same time - he would just retreat if the situation didn't look good and start over.

After all, he still had plenty of time.

As for the ten-year agreement with Da Tong Hui, if he broke it, he would have to add another ten years.

What could he do? Blame those who didn't let him make a breakthrough.

Wan Shou Zhen Ren nodded in understanding.

He knew that when Yu Xian suddenly wanted to promote Blood Sea Banner, he must have had other plans.

...

Blood Demon Secret Realm.

True Immortal Valley.

This was the Gold Core training base prepared by Blood Demon Ancestor for his disciples. The cultivators practicing in the valley were all quasi Gold Core cultivators preparing to break through.

As the senior disciple under the Ancestor, Fei Yi was the chief instructor of True Immortal Valley, with the goal of ensuring one to two breakthroughs every month.

But since five months ago, the secret realm suddenly closed and no new people entered.

The Ancestor also stopped appearing and there were no more external Gold Cores bestowed, causing him to accumulate a group of quasi Gold Core disciples on the verge of breakthrough.

Of course, these so-called quasi Gold Core cultivators had all cultivated at the cost of their life potential using the Soul Igniting Sacrifice Technique, and their remaining lifespan was very limited.

Without external Gold Cores, relying solely on their own breakthroughs, it was not just a matter of risking their lives, but also a slim chance of survival.

In addition, on that day, the Ancestor suddenly recalled all the disciples who were outside and closed the doors of Blood Demon Hall, causing the Blood Demon Secret Realm to decline day by day.

The Ancestor's power was all used to promote the Blood Sea Banner, so his own Blood Sea Domain naturally couldn't support the secret realm's power.

Thus, the artificial Blood Demon Secret Realm only left a silent formation to conceal its external aura, but the true appearance of the secret realm was revealed internally.

It was clearly just a wilderness hill, not a demonic secret realm.

So people's hearts became restless.

At this moment, at the entrance of True Immortal Valley.

Fei Yi knelt down with two Foundation Building cultivators whose auras were weak, their dantians and sea of consciousness sealed, just like ordinary mortals.

"I've said it before, the Ancestor's power is boundless. Now that there's just a small accident in the secret realm, you all don't appreciate the Ancestor's nurturing grace and only think about escaping."

"You tell me, what should be your punishment?!"

Fei Yi's expression was cold and stern, showing no trace of the warmth of being the senior disciple of the Ancestor.

Now he was just a small cultivator in the early stage of Gold Core, without any capital to betray Blood Demon Ancestor.

Even though he knew that the Patriarch had encountered a problem, he didn't dare to approach the Blood Demon Hall rashly, and instead fulfilled his duties as the eldest senior brother.

None of the junior brothers and sisters who were summoned into the main hall by the Patriarch had come out again.

"Senior Brother, it's been so long since the Patriarch made any movements. Maybe something has already gone wrong. This secret realm is just a broken mountain, and staying here is waiting for death. We just want to find a way out."

"Senior Brother, since we are fellow disciples, please turn a blind eye and let us go. I don't have many years left to live."

The kneeling cultivator regretted his foolishness and blamed himself for using up all his savings to buy a Blood Demon Token, just to send himself into a dangerous situation.

There are no good people among demonic cultivators.

But when they saw a role model, they felt lucky and believed that they would be the lucky ones.

And when their greed took over, it marked the beginning of their irreversible calamity.

"Heh, you have already devoted your souls to the Patriarch, unable to control life and death. Even if you really escape from this secret realm, what's the use?"

Fei Yi sneered.

"We still have to try. What if the Patriarch doesn't remember us small fries?"

The speaking cultivator's temples had turned white.

The rules of Zhenren Valley are simple and cruel. Every month, the progress of one's cultivation level must be checked. Once there are three consecutive failures, they will be executed as examples.

Therefore, the competition within the valley is fierce, and almost everyone is pushing their life force to the limit in their cultivation.

Their only hope is to consume an unorthodox Gold Core, break through to replenish their life force, and then leave the secret realm to regain everything they have lost.

But now, Zhenren Valley has not bestowed any unorthodox Gold Cores, and the senior brother does not allow them to relax their cultivation progress.

If they don't escape, they might not live long enough to achieve a breakthrough and will exhaust their life force and die.

More than twenty Foundation Building demonic cultivators who silently paid attention to the situation here in the valley felt a sense of sorrow and despair.

Fei Yi coldly snorted, "Since you have entered the Blood Demon Secret Realm, you should have anticipated the consequences. If the Patriarch allows you to escape, where will his authority be? Even if you run to the ends of the earth, you cannot escape the Patriarch's grasp."

"Two junior brothers, don't blame me. If you want to blame someone, blame yourselves for breaking the rules."

He looked at the many gazes in the valley.

"If there are any more escapees, these two will be..."

Before he finished speaking, a burst of laughter came from the sky, and endless blood mist swept in from the horizon.

"Blood Demon Senior Brother, you actually came to the righteous path's territory to hide your head and show your tail, exploiting a group of ignorant juniors. Junior Brother feels ashamed for you."

"It's you, Blood Sea Man! Damn it! You disturbed the Patriarch's breakthrough and still want to leave!"

Immediately, a furious voice sounded, it was the voice of the Blood Demon Patriarch.

The laughter continued.

"Senior Brother, no need to send us off."

A blood shadow flew across the sky and suddenly paused.

"Huh? There's actually a junior fellow cultivator who practices demonic techniques."

After speaking, a large hand reached down.

Fei Yi thought that this person was a great enemy of the Patriarch, and with his identity, there was no chance of survival in his hands, so he had to resist with all his might.

However, the difference in their strength was too great, and in the end, he was captured and lost consciousness.

(End of this chapter)