Who Told Him To Cultivate Immortality!

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The mark on Lu Yang's palm was "1", while the mark on Gu Zha's palm was "87". After Lu Yang killed Gu Zha, the mark became "88".

"Is this the demonic saber that was rumored to be so evil?

The host was killed by the demonic saber, and Gu Zha was the only exception? "

It was obvious that Gu Zha had no sense of morality. He threw things everywhere, and Lu Yang had to help him pick them up.

The demonic saber was dark red, and the hilt seemed to be made from the horn of a giant monster. A dark red gem was inlaid at the joint of the hilt and the blade, which looked like an eye.

Other than its strange shape, Lu Yang did not find anything special about it.

"Hmm, this saber is interesting. It uses the horn of a dragon as the hilt, refined steel as the blade, and the dark red gem is actually the eye of the monster 'Chi'."

Chi, a powerful monster that lived in the wilderness, had a body like a cow, a white head, a single eye, and a snake tail.

Immortality Fairy finally played her role as a cheat, and introduced the mystical aspects of this saber to Lu Yang.

"This saber's material is excellent. If it's forged properly, it can produce spirituality.

However, the blacksmith's skills are not good. He forged a shell, but did not make the saber produce spirituality. "

"Even if it's just a shell, it's still a rare treasure."

"This saber instinctively craves spirituality, so it's bloodthirsty. The more it kills, the more likely it will produce spirituality."

"How do I make it recognize me as its master?"

"Drip your blood to make it recognize you as its master," Immortality Fairy advised.

"However, I don't recommend dripping your blood to make it recognize you as its master. This saber is insatiable. After you become its master, the more blood you feed it, the more it will want to devour you. However, if you don't feed it blood, it will still devour you."

In ancient times, there were treasures with similar characteristics. Immortality Fairy had seen many pretentious geniuses who thought they were special and could subdue treasures. However, in the end, only a few succeeded.

"I see."

Lu Yang finally understood why the previous masters of the demonic saber were killed by it. This demonic saber did not want its master to live at all. "It's an interesting saber."

"The reason why Gu Zha was not devoured by the demonic saber was because he had it for too short a time."

Lu Yang asked again, "If the demonic saber produces spirituality, what is its quality?"

The Immortality Fairy said disdainfully, "Anyway, it's not even enough to be my stepping stone."

Lu Yang replied with an 'oh'. It seemed like the quality of the demonic blade was not very good.

Grand Senior Sister didn't say anything from the beginning to the end. She just read her book quietly.

She believed that with Lu Yang and the other two's abilities, it wouldn't be difficult for them to win this competition.

As he spoke, the mark on Lu Yang's palm changed again. It jumped twice from "88" to "131".

Monk Jiu Rou was the focus of everyone's attention, so he didn't manage to snatch the ginseng fruit. Instead, two slightly famous Foundation Establishment cultivators managed to snatch it. Without exception, both of them were poisoned to death.

The other two Ginseng Fruits were also coated with poison. Now that they were too far away, Lu Yang could not feel the state of the Ginseng Fruit Clone.

Lu Yang dispelled the doppelganger and returned to his original height.

He put the demonic blade into his storage ring and searched for his next target.

He had prepared the storage ring at the last minute. After all, he was in the Immortal Sect's territory and he could not use the Dao Seeking Sect's identity token as a storage ring. That would be too arrogant.

"Hmm?

Whose blood is this? "

Lu Yang found a few drops of fresh blood on the ground not far away. It seemed to be left by someone who was injured and ran away.

"Let's go and take a look."

After being injured, one's combat strength would definitely decrease. This was a result that he picked up on the spot.

Just as Lu Yang guessed, the closer he got to the injured person, the more obvious the blood stains became. It turned from a few drops to a puddle. It was obvious that the other party was seriously injured.

Finally, Lu Yang saw the injured person. It was Monk Jiu Rou!

At this time, Monk Jiu Rou opened his big hand and grabbed a person's neck. With a crack, that person's neck was broken.

"Another one that I lured." Monk Jiu Rou revealed a cruel smile.

In the battle for the ginseng fruit, he pretended to be defeated and ran away with injuries. Several participants chased after him and were killed by him one by one.

"It's my fault for being too fierce. If I didn't do this, I wouldn't have been able to find you." Monk Jiu Rou explained with a smile.

As one of the three most outstanding seeded participants, the others ran away when they saw him. He didn't even have a chance to fight.

He might as well reveal his weakness and let the fish take the bait.

Monk Jiu Rou said, "You look familiar. Forget it, I don't care who you are. Just admit that you are unlucky to have met me."

He looked familiar because Lu Yang and Ginseng Fruit looked like father and son. However, Monk Jiu Rou did not immediately connect them.

Monk Jiu Rou clenched his fists and tightened his muscles. His bleeding wounds immediately healed. He took out his golden alms bowl and was about to grab Lu Yang.

Lu Yang silently took out the demonic blade from his storage ring. He squatted on the ground and dipped it in Monk Jiu Rou's blood.

The demonic blade immediately recognized Monk Jiu Rou as its master.

The demonic blade floated in the air and stabbed towards Monk Jiu Rou.

The demonic blade had probably never seen such a generous master before and wanted to give him a warm hug.

Monk Jiu Rou was shocked. Where did the demonic blade come from? Why was it stabbing towards him?

The golden alms bowl that had been with Monk Jiu Rou for a long time was pierced. Monk Jiu Rou struggled to fight.

Lu Yang clicked his tongue. "With this level of skill, it doesn't seem like you have the chance to be chosen by the Hanging Temple."

The Hanging Temple had the least number of disciples among the five sects. All of their disciples were gifted. Even with Monk Jiu Rou's talent, he could barely be a servant in the Hanging Temple.

"The Hanging Temple claims that everyone has the chance to enter. Of course, I had the chance to enter, but I gave up on it," Monk Jiu Rou said as he fought.

"... You really know how to make yourself look good."

Monk Jiu Rou was useless. He could not beat the demonic blade and was stabbed in the heart.

The demonic blade once again lost its master.

"How pitiful. The master that I just recognized is gone."

Lu Yang picked up the demonic blade and continued on his way.

"Blood Drowns the Underworld!" Someone stared at Lu Yang and secretly attacked him.

A blood-red ocean rushed towards Lu Yang, bringing with it the smell of blood. Just by smelling it, one would know that it was blood.

Lu Yang was not in a hurry. He took out the demonic blade again. As a sword spirit, he had a natural affinity for swords and sabers. It was not difficult for him to learn a blade technique.

He used the newly created blade technique.

"Blade Technique Recognizes Master!"

The demonic blade slashed towards the bloody sea. It was like a shark that smelled blood.... Red light flashed as it stabbed the person that attacked Lu Yang..

"Blood palm!"

"Blade Technique Recognizes Master!"

"Blood skeleton!"

"Master Recognition Saber Technique!"

As expected of the Demonic Sect, the spells they learned were either related to ghosts and skeletons or blood and souls. It was very suitable for the Demonic Saber to choose a master.

Lu Yang relied on the Master Recognition Saber Technique to defeat all the opponents in the world.

Unfortunately, the owners of the demonic sabers were all short-lived. They could not live for more than three seconds before they were devoured.

Lu Yang shook his head regretfully. He just wanted to find a master for the demonic blade. Why was it so difficult?

"You guys are not fated to enjoy such a good artifact."

More and more people knew of Lu Yang's existence. Now, the outside world was saying that Lu Yang had become the master of the demonic blade. He killed people wantonly and was even more savage than Gu Zha.

Some people also recognized that Lu Yang and the ginseng fruit looked very similar. Thinking of the people who were poisoned to death, they guessed that the ginseng fruit was a scam.

In the dense forest, Lu Yang met Meng Jingzhou after the Devil Blade stabbed its master to death as usual.

Meng Jingzhou looked at Lu Yang and gritted his teeth.

"What a great ability! You disguised yourself as a ginseng fruit and fooled everyone!"

(End of Chapter)