99: Removing the Buddhist seal, a distant choice

Learning it was a Buddha Seal mark and that he needed to find a Peak Master to remove it, Jiang Yan did not delay and decisively flew towards Blood Sword Peak; after all, he was currently a Vice Peak Master Candidate of Blood Sword Peak.

When he arrived at the Peak Master Hall, two Sword Attendants immediately stopped Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan cupped his hands in a salute: "Please announce me, say that Vice Peak Master Candidate Su Chen requests an audience."

Hearing that the person was Su Chen, the two Sword Attendants did not hesitate and decisively announced him inside.

After a short while, the Sword Attendant who went to announce him returned and said in a respectful tone: "The Peak Master invites you in."

Jiang Yan cupped his hands and stepped into Zhu Xiaoyun's training ground.

The first time he saw Zhu Xiaoyun was at the Sect Master Hall; back then, he truly didn't dare to take an extra look, but now, carefully sizing up this middle-aged woman who still retained her charm, Jiang Yan could only describe her with four words: "still attractive in middle age."

"Subordinate greets Peak Master Zhu," Jiang Yan said respectfully.

Zhu Xiaoyun nodded slightly and said in a flat tone: "What business do you have seeking me?"

Jiang Yan did not hide anything and directly told her about encountering the Buddha Son of Dragon Elephant Temple while performing an assassination mission.

Upon hearing that Su Chen was marked by a Buddha Seal, Zhu Xiaoyun spoke indifferently: "Take off your clothes, close your eyes, and stand still."

Hmm?

Jiang Yan's expression froze, and he asked with a bit of embarrassment: "All of them?"

Zhu Xiaoyun did not understand Su Chen's meaning, nodded, gave an "Mm," took out a fist-sized Cleansing Stone, and walked towards him.

Just as Jiang Yan was rustling about preparing to take off his pants, Zhu Xiaoyun hurriedly asked: "What are you doing?"

"Didn't you say all of them?" Jiang Yan asked back blankly.

"I told you to take off your clothes, not your pants." Zhu Xiaoyun pressed her hand to her forehead.

Jiang Yan smiled awkwardly and said apologetically: "Sorry, I misunderstood."

Zhu Xiaoyun ignored Su Chen, held the Cleansing Stone, and began to examine Jiang Yan's body.

A green light enveloped Jiang Yan's body; he only felt warm, as if he were taking a sunbath.

Under the shroud of the light, a golden Buddha Seal mark appeared on the left side of Jiang Yan's chest.

"Bear with it," Zhu Xiaoyun said, then her right hand formed a seal, and a blood-red qi-pattern faintly emerged.

Before Jiang Yan could react, that blood-colored qi-pattern was instantly branded onto his left chest.

"Ah..."

Jiang Yan let out a scream of pain but still gritted his teeth and endured it.

He never expected that removing the Buddha Seal mark would be so painful, as if a piece of flesh were being forcibly gouged out.

'Stinky monk, you just wait. I will definitely repay this pain!'

As the Buddha Seal gradually disappeared, Zhu Xiaoyun immediately stopped, then flicked a small flame towards Jiang Yan's clothes on the ground.

"Peak Master Zhu..."

Before Jiang Yan could ask why, Zhu Xiaoyun said flatly: "These clothes have his Qi on them; they must be destroyed."

Hearing this, Jiang Yan understood and cupped his hands in thanks: "Thank you, Peak Master Zhu, for your help."

"It's just a small matter," Zhu Xiaoyun said.

In her view, it was indeed a small matter; after all, these were methods of the Core Formation Realm. If the Buddha Seal had fallen on her, as long as her Qi expanded, the mark would disappear.

To remove the mark for Su Chen, however, she needed to determine the location and then use Qi to erase it.

Jiang Yan randomly took out a spare set of clothes and put them on. After thanking her once more, he left Zhu Xiaoyun's training ground.

Originally, Jiang Yan wanted to chat more here to try and fish for some information, but he felt it wasn't quite right for a man and a woman to be alone together, so he simply gave up on the inquiry.

After returning to his residence, he prepared two more sets of Sect uniforms before heading towards the Spiritual Object Hall.

As he passed through the plaza, a group of Disciples had gathered there.

He didn't need to look to know what was happening in the middle of the plaza. After all, such life-and-death battles occurred frequently.

Just as he was thinking of minding his own business, a name suddenly made his footsteps freeze in place.

"Liao Yuan! Today I will leave you without a whole corpse!" a silver-haired youth mocked triumphantly.

Liao Yuan smiled in an extremely wretched state, supporting himself on the ground with one hand holding his sword, his tone flat: "Pang Ling, although your Realm is higher than mine, you are not qualified to kill me!"

"Haha..." Pang Ling held a long saber and laughed wildly, "An ant dares to say I'm not qualified? Then go die!"

Swish!

Pang Ling's long saber slashed out a blinding cold light. Before the blade even arrived, the sharp Saber Qi had already plowed a foot-deep trench into the bluestone ground!

Liao Yuan gritted his teeth and held his sword horizontally to block, but with a "crack" sound, the Blue Steel Sword that had accompanied him for many years snapped!

"Die!" Pang Ling grinned hideously and changed his move to a downward hack, the blade aiming straight for the crown of Liao Yuan's head!

At the critical moment, a pitch-black long spear was taken out of thin air by Liao Yuan, steadily parrying the long saber.

The shockwave from the collision of the two weapons sent the surrounding Disciples retreating. Pang Ling only felt a sharp pain in the web of his thumb, and the long saber almost flew out of his hand!

As the dust cleared, everyone finally saw that at some point, a black long spear had appeared in Liao Yuan's hand.

Boom!

The moment the spear blade collided with the saber edge, the hideous grin on Pang Ling's face suddenly froze. His qi-blood at the Second Level of Foundation Establishment actually crumbled like snow meeting boiling water under the impact of the black spear's Evil Qi!

Even more terrifying, the blood-colored patterns on the spear shaft that looked like decorations were now turning into living feelers, spreading along the blade towards his arm.

"What is this?!"

The questioning stopped abruptly. Liao Yuan himself widened his eyes; he hadn't used any force at all, yet the black spear independently vibrated with a powerful hidden force.

Pang Ling's dark iron long saber shattered inch by inch, and before the fragments could hit the ground, they were ground into iron powder by the wind from the spear!

Puff!

The tip of the spear lightly tapped Pang Ling's shoulder. It looked like a dragonfly skimming the water, but it sent his entire person flying over five zhang away!

The watching Disciples scrambled to avoid him. They saw Pang Ling slide and crash through three bluestone slabs before stopping his momentum, his right shoulder already a bloody mess.

"Impossible!" He coughed up blood foam and roared, "You clearly just reached Foundation Establishment, how..."

He choked halfway through. Because the black spear in Liao Yuan's hand was undergoing a transformation—the rust on the shaft peeled off, revealing the dark golden dragon scale patterns underneath, while the spear tip seeped crimson blood droplets, and the spear shaft was prominently engraved with the two seal script characters "soul seizing."

Standing not far from the plaza, Jiang Yan smiled: 'Interesting, it's actually a Spirit Treasure!'

Although he didn't know what kind of Opportunity Liao Yuan had obtained this past year, seeing that he had a chance to survive, he was still happy for him.

As for Liao Yuan's future life or death, Jiang Yan had no way to judge; after all, the principle that "possessing a jade makes one guilty" would play out every day.

Pang Ling struggled to get up, but saw Liao Yuan suddenly drop to one knee. The black spear frantically drained the spiritual energy in his body, and the blood light at the spear tip exploded to three zhang!

"This strike, I return to you!"

The spear went out like a dragon, and the blood light pierced the sky. Pang Ling's protective Magic Treasures shattered one after another. At the last moment, he activated an Escape Talisman, only to find to his horror that the space had been locked by the spear's momentum!

"No!!"

Where the blood light passed, everything below Pang Ling's waist was completely vaporized.

When his upper body fell to the ground, he watched in terror as countless qi-blood forces from his wound were being sucked away by that black spear.

A tragic smile appeared on Liao Yuan's face. He knew very well that he definitely couldn't keep his treasure, so he directly planted "soul seizing" in the plaza.

"I cannot keep this treasure. I hope whichever Blood Son obtains it will protect me!"

Liao Yuan's voice traveled far, even the Peak Masters of the four peaks could hear him.

A Spirit Treasure—the Blood Sons definitely wanted such a supreme treasure, but they knew in their hearts that only that person was worthy of possessing such a thing.

Just as the Disciples wanted to know which Blood Son would come out, a voice suddenly came from the Main Peak:

"From now on, this person Liao Yuan is the Iron Slave of my Main Peak. If anyone acts recklessly, they shall be killed without mercy!"

Hearing the Sect Master Candidate speak, the Disciples on the plaza all bowed down.

The figure of the Sect Master Candidate slowly appeared in the air above the plaza. Then, with a gentle wave of his right hand, the "soul seizing" on the ground was taken by him.

At this time, Jiang Yan also saw clearly the appearance of this Sect Master Candidate.

The white-clothed man floating in mid-air had a handsome face like a banished immortal, but the cinnabar dot between his brows was as eerie as blood, and his wide sleeves were embroidered with nine dark golden dragon patterns.

'Interesting, I thought this person's strength should be in the Nascent Soul Realm, but I didn't expect him to only be at the Foundation Establishment Great Perfection!'

While Jiang Yan was observing the young man, the young man's gaze suddenly flicked towards him.

"Are you Su Chen?" the young man asked in a deep voice.

"This subordinate is indeed Su Chen." Jiang Yan respectfully cupped his hands in a salute.

The young man nodded with satisfaction and pointed at Liao Yuan: "In a moment, take him to the Sect Master Hall and wait."

"Yes, this subordinate obeys your command." Jiang Yan cupped his hands and then walked towards Liao Yuan.

The young man was very satisfied with Su Chen's attitude, nodded, and said: "Alright, everyone disperse!"