70: Really?

Iron Punishment looked at the remains of Blood Fiend as he exploded into a mist of blood, his eyes grim.

"As expected, everyone from the Blood Demon Sect is a lunatic."

He snorted coldly, flicked his sleeve, and dark-attribute Dou Qi swept out like a tide, completely annihilating the lingering Blood Fiend Qi.

Lei Tian landed beside him, shook the blood from his hands, and grinned.

"What? You think I killed him too quickly?"

Iron Punishment didn't answer, only scanned his gaze around, as if searching for something.

"Blood Fiend is dead, but he's not the only one from the Blood Demon Sect."

Lei Tian shrugged.

"So what? If one comes, I'll kill one; if two come, I'll kill both!"

Iron Punishment glanced at him.

"Brute."

Lei Tian laughed heartily, "What's wrong with being a brute? At least it's satisfying!"

Iron Punishment couldn't be bothered with him, his brows tightly furrowed.

This was the most troublesome part!

People from the Blood Demon Sect had always been insidious, cunning, and skilled at concealment.

The fact that they could silently infiltrate Jia Nan Academy indicated that the interior might have already been compromised.

Now that Blood Fiend was dead, what would they do?

Would they continue to lie low, waiting for an opportunity? Or would they immediately retaliate?

Or perhaps they were already acting in the shadows?

Iron Punishment hated this feeling of being completely in the dark.

He took a deep breath, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"Lei Tian, don't be careless."

"The people from the Blood Demon Sect won't just let this go."

Seeing Iron Punishment's solemn expression, Lei Tian couldn't help but sneer, waving his large hand, Lightning Light crackling in his palm.

"Iron Punishment, you're just too cautious!"

He grinned, a look of arrogance flashing in his eyes.

"As long as that old geezer Old Ghost Blood Demon doesn't come himself, what's there to be afraid of?!"

"What kind of trash are the rest of them?"

"The truly strong ones were already devoured by Old Ghost Blood Demon as blood food, how could it be their turn to jump around?"

Iron Punishment gave him a cold glance, his voice low.

"You're not unaware of the Blood Demon Sect's methods."

"What they're best at is hiding in the dark, slowly devouring their opponents bit by bit."

Lei Tian snorted disdainfully.

"Devour? I'll blast them into dust!"

He clenched his fist abruptly, Lightning Light exploding, making the air hum.

"However many come, however many I'll kill!"

Iron Punishment was silent for a moment, then finally spoke slowly.

"I hope so."

Jiang Donghua sat cross-legged beside the Medicine Cauldron, his fingertips gently caressing two storage rings, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

"Tsk tsk, a Fourth-Grade Alchemist's wealth is indeed abundant!"

With a thought, his Soul Power probed into the storage rings, beginning to carefully count his spoils of war.

Three Medicine Cauldrons, two third-tier and one fourth-tier. The two third-tier Medicine Cauldrons were worth hundreds of thousands of gold coins, and as for the fourth-tier one, it wouldn't be less than 1.5 million gold coins!

Various rare medicinal ingredients piled up like mountains, including many main ingredients for refining fifth-grade pills!

Dozens of bottles of finished pills, third-grade pills making up the majority, and even a few bottles of fourth-grade pills!

Dozens of Pill Formulas, ranging from first-grade to fifth-grade, one of which even had the three crimson characters "Blood Fiend Pill" marked on it!

Jiang Donghua made a rough estimate; the visible resources alone were easily worth over ten million gold coins!

"I'm rich!"

He grinned, but quickly calmed down.

"But some of these pills, why do they look a bit off?"

He carefully took out a bottle of dark red pills; the bottle was cold, faintly emitting a pungent bloody smell.

"This stuff doesn't look like a legitimate pill."

He then pulled out several similar bottles of pills; some had a strange purplish-black hue, while others even vaguely showed blood-like patterns inside the pills.

"Blood Demon Sect's pills?"

Jiang Donghua frowned slightly, not daring to open the stopper to smell them rashly.

"If it's some kind of poisonous pill, or a secret medicine from the Blood Fiend Sect, rash contact might lead to trouble."

He pondered for a moment and decided to put these suspicious pills aside separately for later study when an opportunity arose.

"As for the rest, hehe, they're all mine!"

He unceremoniously transferred all the medicinal ingredients, Pill Formulas, and normal pills into his own storage ring, leaving only the strange pills and a few Blood Demon Sect tokens.

"The Pill Formula for the Blood Fiend Pill!"

His gaze fell on the crimson Pill Formula, and after a moment of hesitation, he still didn't dare to open it directly.

"Forget it, I'll keep it for now and ask Elder Mo Xuan when he returns."

After all, who knew if there were any sinister restrictions on things from the Blood Demon Sect?

He didn't want to get himself into trouble because of a moment of greed.

Next, searching for treasures, the joy of prospecting!

Jiang Donghua's fingers suddenly froze in mid-air, and the nameless book fell to the ground with a "thud."

His pupils contracted violently, staring intently at the striking text on the open page.

"Yan Feng, Outer Academy tutor of Jia Nan Academy, Seven-Star Great Dou Master, was ambushed by the Blood Demon Sect during a mission and has now been replaced by a 'Blood Puppet.'"

"Replacement Date: Seven months ago."

Jiang Donghua's breathing instantly froze, and the sturdy figure who always wore a hearty smile flashed through his mind.

Old Yan, the tutor who had taken care of him in every way when he first entered the Academy, the senior who always liked to pat his shoulder and say, "Kid, you'll go far."

"Seven months ago, wasn't that...?"

He suddenly remembered that the last time he saw Old Yan, he was thinking of asking the old man to help him buy a Medicine Cauldron.

Jiang Donghua slammed the book shut, his knuckles turning white from the force.

It had been more than half a year, and he hadn't seen Old Yan since.

It must be fake, right?

Old Yan was a Seven-Star Great Dou Master after all!

How could he be replaced just like that?

But this book didn't just mention Old Yan being replaced; it documented at least two to three hundred people!

His chest felt as if it had been branded by a red-hot iron, the pain making him almost unable to breathe.

"Roaming Cloud Steps, Blazing Flame Palm, Crimson Flame Art."

These three names squeezed out from between his teeth, each word carrying heavy weight.

Those were the Dou Techniques and cultivation methods that Yan Feng had personally given him when he first entered Jia Nan Academy.

"Stinky Kid, practice hard."

Yan Feng's pat on his shoulder at the time was so strong it made him stagger.

"When you get first place, the benefits I receive will definitely be more than you, Stinky Kid, can imagine!"

"Old Yan, you damn well give me a chance to repay your kindness!"

His voice was hoarse beyond recognition.

The sound of Elder Mo Xuan's door being pulled open.

Jiang Donghua's heart suddenly tightened, and his breathing even stopped for a moment.

He stared intently at the figure outside the alchemy room door.

Elder Mo Xuan, clad in a gray robe, with a stern face, was slowly stepping into the room.

But was this really Elder Mo Xuan?

Jiang Donghua's fingertips trembled slightly, cold sweat trickling down his spine.

He didn't dare to act rashly, only observing through the refraction of the ice crystal stone.

Elder Mo Xuan looked around, his gaze lingering on the Medicine Cauldron for a moment, then he spoke.

"Donghua, come out."

His voice was low, just as usual, but Jiang Donghua was completely tense.

If it was the real Elder Mo Xuan, he should know I'm in the alchemy room.

But if it's a Blood Puppet, could he be testing me?

Jiang Donghua took a deep breath, trying to make his voice sound calm.

"Master, you're back so soon?"

Elder Mo Xuan frowned slightly, seemingly puzzled by his hesitation.