61: Ye Qingfeng's appearance
Although the number of White Shadow Demons was truly immense, now that he had a way to deal with them, they could be killed.
Jiang Yan's figure flickered, charging into the pack of White Shadow Demons like a phantom.
The pitch-black soul suppressing talismans in his hand weren't stuck onto the bodies of the White Shadow Demons, but were instead placed into the rainwater on the ground.
"Let the art ascend!"
As he formed a hand seal with his right hand, ghostly blue fireballs slowly rose from the ground. Subsequently, countless White Shadow Demons floated in mid-air like inflating balloons. Just as they greedily tried to absorb Yin Qi, they exploded one by one.
It was a silent explosion, as if the entire scene had been muted.
Rainwater mixed with mud splashed onto his face, only to be blown away by the exploding Yin Qi around him.
Suddenly, a piercing bolt of lightning tore through the night sky, illuminating the entire deserted village.
[White Shadow Ghost Demon suppressed. Gained Experience: 150, lifespan: 4 years]
[Current Experience: 2.12%]
[Suppress Evil LV3 (1998/5000)]
As the last White Shadow Demon exploded, Jiang Yan looked up at the sky.
'Old Man Heaven, I'm your grandson after all. Do you really want to kill me that badly?'
Just as Jiang Yan's thought landed, a bolt of lightning suddenly struck the middle of the deserted village.
"Grandpa, don't take offense. Your grandson was just complaining in his heart. Please don't strike me," Jiang Yan said with his hands pressed together in a pious manner.
He had no desire to wander around on a rainy night. He glanced toward the Xuan Yin Mountain Range, and seeing nothing unusual, he decisively returned to the house to rest.
When Jiang Yan entered the house, Fang Wanrou was about to speak, but Jiang Yan waved his hand to interrupt her.
"There probably won't be any danger tonight. Just sleep normally."
Hearing Su Chen say this, Fang Wanrou gave an affirmative response, leaned against the wall, and closed her eyes.
As Fang Wanrou closed her beautiful eyes and fell into a deep sleep, Jiang Yan quickly circulated the qi-blood power within his body. Immediately after, his soaking wet clothes were steamed dry.
The rain stopped near the hour of the Rat. Jiang Yan got up and walked out of the small house.
By now, the moon had risen to the middle of the sky, appearing exceptionally bright.
The deserted village was quiet, eerily so. There were no chirping insects, and not even a breath of wind.
Jiang Yan stood on a low wall, gazing toward the Xuan Yin Mountain Range.
'Strange, why haven't any Vengeful Spirits appeared?'
'Could it be that I killed too many Vengeful Spirits last night?'
Just as he was thinking that, jumping figures appeared within his field of vision on the outskirts of the Xuan Yin Mountain Range.
'Holy crap, I didn't get Vengeful Spirits, but I got Zombies instead.'
More and more Second Realm Zombies jumped out. From a rough estimate, there were at least a hundred of them.
"Are these Zombies playing out of their bounds?"
As the ringing of the bells on the Zombies' waists drew closer, Jiang Yan quickly sealed his hearing. Then, he drew a Talisman with his left hand and a long sword with his right.
Watching the group of over a hundred Second Realm Zombies quickly jump into the deserted village, Jiang Yan jumped down from the low wall to face the horde.
"Thump! Thump! Thump!"
The sound of a hundred Zombies jumping in unison made the ground vibrate slightly. Ghostly green fire flickered in their rotting eye sockets, and the copper bells at their waists emitted invisible ripples with every movement.
Jiang Yan suddenly lunged forward, leaving an afterimage as he moved through the Zombie horde.
The Talisman in his left hand spun like a wheel, accurately sticking onto the foreheads of seven Zombies. The long sword in his right hand swept across, its silver sword shadow like a star in the dark night, severing the legs of five Zombies on the right.
Jiang Yan didn't choose to detonate the soul suppressing talismans immediately. He wanted to see exactly how many Zombies he could blow up using only fifteen soul suppressing talismans.
Using the seven immobilized Zombies as a center, Jiang Yan quickly swung the Spiritual Artifact sword in his hand. Any Zombie that came near him had its legs severed.
While the three layers of stacked Zombies were rolling around chaotically, Jiang Yan stuck a soul suppressing talisman onto the forehead of one Zombie and then delivered a heavy kick.
Once that immobilized Zombie was fixed in a position, Jiang Yan leaped. After slapping on another soul suppressing talisman, he kicked the immobilized Zombie in front of him toward another fixed point as if he were throwing it.
Seeing the perfect triangle that had formed, Jiang Yan quickly threw out the final six soul suppressing talismans.
"Art is an explosion!"
As Jiang Yan's words fell, the stack of Zombies instantly erupted in an explosion.
[Zombie suppressed. Gained Experience: 5000, lifespan: 312 years]
[Current Experience: 2.62%]
[Plundered Zombie Dao Intent: 0.1]
[Suppress Evil LV3 (2019/5000)]
Seeing that many Zombies still hadn't died, he was somewhat disappointed.
'It seems like sometimes I really shouldn't try to save resources.'
Taking out another handful of soul suppressing talismans, Jiang Yan stopped playing around. As the Spiritual Qi surged within his body, his figure instantly turned into a Blood Shadow.
When the handfuls of soul suppressing talismans were linked into rows of Talisman nets, Jiang Yan gave a low shout.
"Explode!"
This time, the golden net of fire from the explosion was like a fire dragon under the night sky. In an instant, the remaining seventy-plus Zombies were turned into wreckage.
[Zombie suppressed. Gained Experience: 5000, lifespan: 313 years]
[Current Experience: 57.72%]
[Plundered Zombie Dao Intent: 0.1]
[Suppress Evil LV4 (1748/10000)]
Seeing that the Rank was only halfway through, he was still somewhat disappointed, but he cheered up upon seeing the plundered lifespan.
'This rate of income is truly high.'
Seeing an income of over thirty thousand years of lifespan at once, the melancholy of not leveling up vanished instantly.
Just as he was feeling joyful and preparing to go back to sleep, the faint sound of a flute echoed from the south of the village.
'Playing the flute in the middle of the night... even if you're looking for death, this isn't the way to do it.'
Although that's what Jiang Yan thought, he still jumped onto the low wall and looked toward the south of the deserted village.
The flute music drew closer. A pale young man dressed in a black and red robe slowly appeared, playing a white jade flute, accompanied by four beautiful women behind him.
'Holy cow, this entrance is incredibly cool!'
To be honest, this was the first time Jiang Yan had seen such a cool entrance.
Even the grand displays of those stuck-up Elders from the Qingyun Sect didn't have this level of style.
Jiang Yan didn't interrupt the other's flute music, but simply performed a salute as a Junior.
In his view, someone with this kind of presence in the Blood Cloud Sect was likely a Blood Son. After all, only a Blood Son would care so much about their appearance.
Of course, he was an exception, because he hadn't even become a Blood Son yet.
The flute music stopped, and the young man smiled as he returned the salute. "This Junior Brother looks very unfamiliar. It seems you are a newly promoted Blood Son?"
"I am indeed newly joined, but I can't be called a Blood Son," Jiang Yan replied with a smile.
"So you're from this year's batch of Disciples," the young man introduced himself with a smile. "I am Ye Qingfeng, a Twelve-Victory Blood Son, currently challenging for the Rank of Twenty-Victory Blood Son."
Hearing that he was a Twelve-Victory Blood Son, Jiang Yan bowed deeply once more.
'This guy is a real big shot, and a powerful figure in the Foundation Establishment Realm to boot.'
"No need to be so formal. Judging by your skills, you must be the New Blood Son this year," Ye Qingfeng praised with a smile.
"You overpraise me. You are like the bright moon in the sky, while I am but a firefly," Jiang Yan complimented in return.
Jiang Yan didn't want to fight such a big shot. Developing quietly was the way to go, so he had to lay on the flattery.
Ye Qingfeng smiled slightly. If it weren't for his pale face, he would likely have been able to charm many young women.
Ye Qingfeng glanced at the surrounding Zombie remains. "It seems I've arrived late and couldn't see the abilities of this New Blood Son."
Hearing the other person say this, cold sweat broke out on Jiang Yan's forehead. However, on second thought, this might be an opportunity.
"Senior, you overpraise me. I don't have any special methods." As Jiang Yan spoke, he flipped his left hand and took out a handful of soul suppressing talismans. "I killed these Zombies entirely by relying on these Talismans."
Seeing the soul suppressing talismans Jiang Yan took out, Ye Qingfeng's expression froze slightly, followed by a smile.
He tapped his right hand lightly, and one of the soul suppressing talismans in Jiang Yan's hand flew into his own.
"Interesting. To think there's someone like you among the Blood Sons of our Blood Cloud Sect. It seems things will be very lively in the future." Ye Qingfeng returned the soul suppressing talisman to Jiang Yan. "I hope you won't rely on these external forces next time. The Blood Son Competition is won through strength."
"Thank you for your guidance, Senior. These Talismans were also given to me by someone else," Jiang Yan said, scratching his head with feigned embarrassment.
Ye Qingfeng waved his hand and turned to leave. "Alright, since there are no more Second Realm evil spirits here, I'll take my leave. I hope to see you in the Blood Son Competition."
"Farewell, Senior," Jiang Yan said, cupping his hands to see him off.
The faint sound of the flute rose again. Ye Qingfeng and his four companions seemed to walk slowly, but they vanished in the blink of an eye.
'What a grand display. Truly impressive.'
Jiang Yan secretly felt envious and gave a thumbs up.
🔊 Text To Speech
Listen while reading