That's What Villains Are Like

Jiang Lan glanced at Su Qinghan with interest and had no intention of explaining more.

After he sat down, Chu Chan immediately came over, picked up the wine bottle, and obediently filled the glazed gold bottle in front of him.

The pale golden wine liquid is like an emerald jade bead, flowing with crystal brilliance and filled with a rich wine aroma.

Just one sniff makes you feel intoxicated.

Glaze Qiong Xianlu.

Although Chu Chan has never been to Zuixianju, she has already heard about the wine in Zuixianju.

Just for the small cup in front of her, the raw materials for brewing it were sky-high, beyond what she could have imagined.

Moreover, the Glazed Qiongxian Dew has a price but no market.

Some practitioners with advanced cultivation skills will collect it even if they buy it, and will not taste it easily.

Even if the meat is served in special vessels, you can still see traces of rays of light flowing out of it.

It is no exaggeration to describe the dishes on this table as priceless.

Her heart trembled slightly, but she still maintained a calm expression on her face, not wanting to show such an ugly appearance that she had never seen in the world.

Su Qinghan's eyes were cold, and when he saw Chu Chan next to Jiang Lan like this, he smiled lightly in his heart.

She knew that Jiang Lan had mysophobia, and if Chu Chan did this, not only would it not please him, but it would be counterproductive.

Of course, it was also her first time to come to Tianzi Building No. 1 in Zuixianju, and it was also her first time to see such luxurious dishes.

From a certain perspective, it fits the outside world's "arrogant, extravagant and lewd" persona.

…

"How's the investigation going in Danzhou County?"

At the same time, he was sitting by the window in an inn in Anyang City.

A middle-aged man wearing coarse linen clothes was sitting there quietly. On the table in front of him were several plates of side dishes and drinks.

Between his sleeves, there is a flower embroidered with gold and black threads. If you don't look carefully, you can't find it at all.

In front of him, a woman covered in light armor sat opposite her. She wore a mask on her face, and her facial features could not be seen, only her graceful body curves could be seen.

Hanging on the waist is a token with the word "prison", which is intertwined with Taoist rhymes and made of extraordinary material.

"Do you mean what happened on the Bloody Plateau?" the woman wearing light armor asked in a calm tone.

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Young Master is very concerned about such a big change happening on the Bloody Plateau and wants to know if it is caused by the Blood Immortal Cult."

"Thousands of years ago, the disaster caused by the Blood Immortal Sect destroyed all life, and our Daxia suffered heavy losses. If we had not occupied the favorable terrain of Zhongtian State, I am afraid that it would have been invaded by other territories..."

The woman replied, "That place is probably the ruins of the Blood Immortal Sect, but our Supervisor Tiansi has sent people to monitor the surrounding areas, and nothing unusual has been found. This change is indeed strange."

"We will use various methods later to trace back some of the scenes at that time, and indeed there were unexpected discoveries..."

"Oh?" The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise, "What discovery?"

The woman said calmly, "The descendant of the Blood Immortal Sect has appeared in the world again."

"What……"

The middle-aged man's expression changed, his pupils trembled, and he almost stood up.

Given his state of mind, he couldn't help but feel a sense of trembling and horror.

The woman was not surprised by the change in his expression. She nodded and said, "After the turmoil on the Bloody Plateau subsided, we sent people to investigate. Although affected by the residual aura of the Blood Immortal Sect's formation, many scenes were unclear. "

"But the only thing that can be determined is that many monsters died among them, and all of them had their life breaths plundered, and not even their corpses were left."

At this point, the middle-aged man also understood, took a deep breath, and calmed down.

"In other words, that amazing vision is actually a descendant of the Blood Immortal Sect, practicing in it?"

The woman nodded and said nothing more.

The middle-aged man's expression was gloomy and uncertain. Was such an astonishing vision just caused by his spiritual practice?

How terrifying are the current successors of the Blood Immortal Sect?

Where are those beings hiding now? For so many years, no news or trace has come out.

"So, what happened that day was actually just him provoking all parties, or was he summoning the remnants of the Blood Immortal Sect?" He asked urgently again.

The woman's dark eyebrows frowned under her visor, as if she was also thinking about this issue.

"I guess... the Blood Immortal Sect may be about to take action. The successor of the Blood Immortal Sect should be summoning the remnants of the Blood Immortal Sect. The abbot of the Compassion Temple used his destiny power before he was enthroned. He saw A disaster that will sweep across Kyushu in the future.”

"The Blood Immortal Cult will make a comeback again, far more terrifying than ever before."

"During this period, bloodshed and massacres of varying degrees occurred in many remote areas outside Daxia. I suspect that it was the remnants of the Blood Immortal Sect who were collecting nutrients for blood sacrifices," she said slowly.

Today, the land of Kyushu is divided into five major boundaries: Zhongtian Prefecture, Nanhuang Prefecture, Beihai, Xiling, and Dongyuan.

Among them, Daxia is the recognized overlord of Zhongtian State.

All the surrounding dynasties and clans came to visit, and there were also large and small aristocratic families and sects in the territory.

Outside the borders of Daxia, the other immortal sects have a detached status and do not interfere with Daxia's rule.

The emergence of the Blood Immortal Sect has greatly impacted and threatened Daxia's status.

Including the entire Zhongtian State, it has been swept by wars and chaos.

The Blood Immortal Sect attempts to establish a religious system large enough to rule the entire land of Kyushu.

Regardless of whether it is a dynasty, a country, or an immortal sect, everyone must obey its discipline and rule.

But those who are dissatisfied will be destroyed and obliterated.

Thousands of years ago, it brought endless bloody storms to the entire land of Kyushu.

Records of that turmoil can even be found in many classics, calligraphy and paintings.

Ten cities and nine empty spaces were filled with corpses, and the mountains and forests were stained with blood. Many people even called it the Dark Blood Age.

Countless families, dynasties and states were destroyed in that era.

To this day, some of the older generation of monks who experienced that era are still full of fear when they mention the Blood Immortal Sect.

"It actually has something to do with the Blood Immortal Cult. Young Master, he still doubts... whether it could be the work of the Prime Minister's Mansion..." The middle-aged man sighed.

The woman glanced at him and simply said, "Please be careful what you say."

"Speaking of which, the young master of the Prime Minister's Office actually appeared in Anyang City and was assassinated some time ago. I thought it would cause an uproar, but I never thought it would die down soon. Some people in the court suspected that someone wanted to sow discord between the Prime Minister and the Prime Minister. Royal relations..."

"I don't know the identity of that assassin. Do you know it?" the middle-aged man asked again.

The woman said nothing.

As a member of the Supervisory Office, she would not interfere with the factions in Daxia, let alone ask any questions.

"Thank you very much for what happened today."

"Now is a troubled time. The Blood Immortal Sect has reappeared in the world, and Zhongtian State's Dao Dao Ceremony will also be held. I hope you can protect yourself...junior sister."

Seeing this, the middle-aged man sighed softly, stood up, cupped his hands briefly, and then left.

After the middle-aged man left, the woman in light armor said thoughtfully, "Jiang Lan..."

The Supervisor Tiansi supervises the affairs of the world, ranging from the emperor's relatives to the traders and pawns. Any disturbance in Daxia cannot escape his supervision.

But there was one person among them. In Supervisor Tiansi’s records... his past experiences from decades ago were completely blank.

Deep in Jiantiansi, there is a magnificent palace called Jiantian Hall.

The formation is so strict and the restrictions are so tight, it's like a thunder pool. Even a strong person in the Seventh Realm can't overcome it even half a step.

In the Jiantian Palace, various secret histories of the current supervising world are recorded, involving strange phenomena, chance caves, humanistic and natural principles, monks and creatures...

She once gained permission to enter it during a mission, so she read through one of the files.

The young master in the Prime Minister's Mansion had a blank past decades ago.

Even the Supervisor Tian Sizhong did not leave any records.

Either it means it was destroyed, or even Supervisor Tiansi failed to detect his experience more than ten years ago.

But no matter which one it is, it shows that there is a big secret hidden in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

But now, the first thing Supervisor Tiansi is investigating is the vision that appeared on the Bloody Plateau that day.

By tracing back the scenes at that time, and then conducting on-site deductions with masters who are proficient in formations and the power of the void.

Supervisor Tiansi came to the conclusion that someone borrowed the realm-breaking talisman and appeared there that day, and later left through the realm-breaking talisman.

But where exactly it is and what area it is, this needs further derivation and tracing.

…

Zuixianju, in an elegant room.

"Are you sure you want to mind your own business?"

The old ghost's voice was still low and hoarse.

Along with a wave of soul aura, a figure like black smoke floated on Ye Ming's palm.

"This is not called being nosy. I am helping Zhuyun and paving the way for myself. Moreover, I already have countermeasures, which are absolutely foolproof."

"I just need to pretend to be the assassin's accomplice who assassinated the second generation ancestor some time ago, and avenge my companions." Ye Ming said firmly.

Ling Zhuyun is one of the current saintly women of the Yaochi Sect.

At the same time, he is also the person he has always loved.

As long as the female disciple of the Yaochi Sect is rescued, according to Ling Zhuyun's character, she will definitely owe him a favor.

Zixiashan had the opportunity to tell the news of his birth, and he had already sent a message to the other party, and soon the other party would come here to meet him.

With the help of the other party, he will be more confident in obtaining the chance inheritance in Zixia Mountain.

"Okay, let me help you once."

The old ghost showed his approval, "But I can only hold those people off for a while. During this period, you have to rely on yourself."

Ye Ming said gratefully, "Thank you very much, old ghost. When I succeed in my practice in the future, I will definitely help you find the Yang-Returning Immortal Grass, so that you can escape from your current state and restore your human body."

The old ghost just laughed at this and did not express his position.

He has been floating around for a long time as an immortal soul, and he has mentored so many disciples.

A person with mediocre qualifications like Ye Ming has seen so much that he can't even remember it.

Even the geniuses who have possessed unparalleled physiques such as the Holy Body of Creation, the Divine Body of Nine Hells, the True Body of the Bathing Phoenix, etc., have not been able to reach that point.

With the current Ye Ming, he still wants to help him find the Yangxian Xiancao that can only be found in the legendary Jiuyou Underworld?

But he didn't say much. Ye Ming did have a kind of great luck that was not found in the apprentices he had mentored before.

Buzz! ! !

The next moment, bursts of golden light flashed, and Ye Ming waved his hand and discharged ten jade pills from the Sumeru Ring.

These ten jade pills are all simple and golden, the size of a baby's fist, and astonishingly bright, with a tyrannical power surging within them.

As Ye Ming muttered words, runes flashed out and quickly disappeared into the jade pills.

"The mechanism technique of ancient times is indeed extraordinary. A complete mechanism puppet is hidden in a small jade pill. Just based on the material, it can defeat the strongest in the four realms."

"If the soul is powerful and can control ten jade pills at the same time, it can be combined into a formation that can defeat the existence of the six realms."

"With the old ghost's mystery, it is not difficult to control these ten jade pills..."

Ye Ming's mind was spinning and he shouted again.

A burst of golden light suddenly flashed across the ten jade pills in front of them, and ten masked figures faintly appeared among them, all of the same height and size, and their appearance was exactly the same as that of the human race.

The only difference is that his eyes are empty and lifeless.

"Old ghost, it's up to you."

Ye Ming said something, and he used his secret technique at the same time to change his appearance. His bones made a crackling sound, and he instantly transformed into another appearance.

The old ghost just responded casually, and the eyes of the ten machine puppets in front of him began to move, as if they had turned into complete living creatures.

boom! ! !

The next moment, the Yajian in front of him was rushed away by several tyrannical figures. The array patterns outside flickered and mana fluctuations began to fill the air.

At the same time, Ye Ming's figure disappeared, like a stream of light, running directly towards the top floor of Tianzi No. 1 Building.

The huge momentum immediately attracted the attention of many guests in Zuixianju.

Many people were shocked and rushed out immediately, not knowing what happened.

In the atrium, dozens of masked figures were seen, rushing along the jade corridor steps towards the top floor, with mana surging around them, swords blazing in close succession, and an astonishing killing aura, like a group of fierce warriors who were not afraid of death.

"Who dares to act so arrogantly here?"

Suddenly, a thunderous roar suddenly sounded in Zuixianju.

An old man in crimson robes rushed over quickly. He had long crimson eyebrows and eyes that seemed to be filled with fire. He was clearly a powerful man in the fifth soul palace realm.

It is the being who is responsible for guarding Zuixianju and maintaining order here.

"Evil thief Jiang Lan, please give my brother his life. You will die here today."

"Who dares to stop me?"

A roar filled with hatred and anger rang out among the dozens of figures, heading straight for the private room on the top floor where Jiang Lan was.

"There are assassins protecting the young master."

The guards reacted quickly, immediately drew their weapons, resisted and moved forward, and killed him.

A chaotic battle suddenly broke out in Zuixianju.

For a moment, in the mid-air, runes flashed, rays of light boiled, and various weapons collided in a brilliant light.

If there were no formation patterns carved into this place, it would immediately turn into ruins.

Despite this, the clash of weapons was like the sound of raging waves crashing on the shore, and the sound of flying rocks still made all the guests here feel their blood surge, their throats were fishy and sweet, and their complexions turned pale.

"Have these assassins been dormant here for a long time? Just waiting for the prime minister to arrive and launch a thunderous strike?"

"How do they know that Mr. Xiangguo will come here? And there are so many people?"

Everyone was surprised and shocked. This question appeared in the minds of many people.

The steward of Zuixianju looked slightly pale, but his expression soon became angry and cold, and he began to mobilize manpower.

If anything unexpected happened to Jiang Lan on Zuixianju's territory, he wouldn't be able to live alone.

What he was angry about now was that someone dared to cause trouble in Zuixianju, and they were completely unaware of it before.

"Those figures are a bit weird. They don't look like simple creatures, but like puppets being manipulated..."

However, the guests here still have some vicious eyes.

Soon, several figures from the older generation noticed that the auras of the dozens of figures fighting with the crowd were abnormally fluctuating.

In the field, the clouds are intertwined, the golden light is surging, and various weapons collide with each other, the energy is amazing.

Just when everyone was trembling in shock, the scene changed and a misty light appeared.

The ten figures began to appear in all directions, seemingly forming formations at the same time.

There is an inexplicable aura rising up, like gods from ancient times chanting ancient scriptures. The chants there make people's scalp numb, and the rumble of the mantra spreads, deafening and deafening.

The terrifying light mist covered everyone in an instant, swallowing up everyone there.

Many guests also changed their expressions and hurriedly retreated to the spacious area outside, for fear of being implicated and swept in.

This is the first time many people have seen this kind of formation. It can actually use ten people to borrow the formation and mobilize the terrifying power of heaven and earth.

puff……

The old man in a red robe had a drastic change in his expression and blood was spurting out from his mouth.

The combined blow of the ten people hit him hard like a furious wave, causing him to be knocked back. His heart was in severe pain, and he fell directly to the ground. His injuries were serious.

"This formation can defeat the existence of the six realms..." He looked ugly.

Chi!

Suddenly, a snow-white sword light appeared, like the blazing sun dispersing the snow, and the light mist subsided and dissolved.

But soon, the strange chanting voice sounded again, and the light mist surged.

The figure of Uncle Ying holding a long sword and slashing it down paused. His palm shook, and the long sword fell again, cutting through the void, filled with the aura of treasure magic and magical power.

Faintly, a terrifying long knife surrounded by black flames appeared. The souls of the dead floated under the knife, and the death aura spread, trying to split the power of the formation in front of them.

Sonorous! ! !

The knife cut directly down and fell on one of the figures. However, the imagined scene of the long knife splattering blood did not happen. Instead, it made the sound of gold and stone colliding.

"As expected, it's not the real body, but a puppet..."

Uncle Ying's face darkened. He knew something was wrong and was about to retreat.

After experiencing the last incident in the mountains of Qingshui Village, he knew that he could not fall into the opponent's plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain.

Although he didn't know where these assassins came from, the purpose of the opponent in front of him was definitely to hold him back.

"You understand too late, please stay for a while." An old and deep smile sounded.

Uncle Ying looked ugly.

I saw the postures of these ten figures sitting cross-legged changing again, with blazing glow gushing out from their bodies, just like the stars in the sky changing.

The mist of light spreads, and the energy fluctuates astonishingly, trapping everyone who rushes towards it.

The people behind these puppets were more powerful than he imagined.

To be able to operate so many puppets with one person, and even form a formation, must consume a huge amount of soul power. It is not clear how long the opponent can last.