272: Guiyuan Blood Pill

Qing Yi, controlling Wu Haoqian's body, began to act quickly.

She efficiently searched the corpses of the four Blood-Robed Figures.

Aside from the four uniform Storage Pouches embroidered with blood-colored patterns that they carried themselves,

she actually found over a hundred Storage Pouches of various styles, clearly belonging to different Cultivators, hidden within their close-fitting clothing!

Most of these Storage Pouches were still stained with dried blood, emitting a faint scent of blood and resentment.

These were the relics of the Cultivators from the Three Great Factions and those Star Marrow Predator Beasts that had perished here before.

Lu Chen's gaze turned cold, and his understanding of the Blood Gate's cruelty and greed deepened.

He waved his hand to recall the Thunder Feather Heavenly Roc into the spirit beast pouch to rest, and he quickly adjusted his own Qi.

At the same time, he used his Divine Sense to roughly scan the biggest harvest.

In the four Storage Pouches belonging to the Blood-Robed Figures, he indeed found some tokens, evil Magical Artifacts, and Jade Slips related to the Blood Gate. Having no time to examine them in detail, he put them all away.

"Let's go!"

Lu Chen did not delay any longer and led Qing Yi quickly toward the exit of the cave.

Soon, they passed the area previously covered by the blood-colored light barrier.

At this moment, the light barrier had long since disappeared, leaving behind a shocking scene.

The ground was littered with corpses, including those of human Cultivators and the remains of Star Marrow Predator Beasts.

The Cultivators of the Three Great Factions, regardless of their cultivation level, had all perished here.

The corpses were shriveled, their essence blood exhausted, and their expressions ferocious, clearly having experienced immense pain before death.

The Star Marrow Predator Beasts had also turned into grayish-white stony remains, devoid of any life.

The entire space was permeated with an unshakeable Death Qi and a faint smell of blood, like a slaughterhouse.

Lu Chen's gaze swept across this tragic battlefield, his expression somber.

Suddenly, his gaze fixed on a spot in the center of the battlefield, between a pile of remains.

There, silently floating, was a light sphere about the size of a fist, perfectly round, emitting an eerie blood-colored glow.

The light sphere rotated slowly, pulsing slightly as if it had life.

It continuously absorbed the last traces of blood evil qi and Death Qi from the surrounding remains, its light flickering.

"What is that?"

Lu Chen stopped and looked alert.

The aura of this object was strange and definitely not something benevolent.

Qing Yi, controlling Wu Haoqian, walked a few steps closer. Her grayish-white eyes examined the blood-colored light sphere carefully for a moment, her voice filled with a hint of uncertainty and sudden realization: "Young Master, this thing... looking at its form and the characteristic of absorbing blood evil qi and Death Qi, it looks just like the rumored guiyuan blood pill among the evil Blood Dao Cultivators!"

"guiyuan blood pill?"

Lu Chen raised an eyebrow.

"Exactly."

Qing Yi continued, her tone more certain.

"The method of refining this pill is extremely vicious; it requires a large amount of essence blood and souls of living beings as a catalyst, supplemented by a special Formation to refine and purify it. Looking at the situation here, I fear... all the Cultivators and Star Marrow Predator Beasts that perished here had their remaining essence, soul fragments, and even the spiritual power within their corpses gathered and refined by the means secretly laid down by the Blood Gate people, ultimately forming this prototype of a blood pill. However..."

She sensed it carefully.

"The light of this pill is flickering, and its absorption power has not stopped yet; it seems it still lacks some heat and has not been completely condensed."

Lu Chen's gaze fell on the slowly rotating guiyuan blood pill, his eyes flickering, thoughts racing in his mind.

"Young Master,"

Qing Yi noticed Lu Chen seemed to be weighing something and reminded him.

"If this thing can be completely refined, it is said to have miraculous effects on tempering the body and strengthening essence blood. But the blood evil qi and the resentment of dead souls contained within it are also extremely terrifying and violent. If one is not careful, it will backfire, causing damage to the Meridians and Foundation at best, or polluting the Divine Soul and falling into madness at worst. It is truly a sinister object, with unpredictable pros and cons."

Lu Chen was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled softly, a deep light flashing in his eyes: "This thing may be useless to me, or even harmful. But, it might just be the perfect bait to lure out the venomous snake."

Upon hearing this, the body of Wu Haoqian controlled by Qing Yi trembled slightly.

Her grayish-white eyes turned to Lu Chen, appearing somewhat stunned, not fully understanding the deeper meaning.

Lu Chen did not explain too much, just looked at the guiyuan blood pill, his thoughts becoming clearer.

The waters of the City Lord's Mansion were deeper than he imagined, with unfathomable strength.

Relying solely on himself, plus the mysterious You Clan whose stance was unclear, how could it be easy to shake the City Lord's Mansion?

And the Blood Gate had been lurking in Ruins Abyss City for many years, secretly supporting the Black Flood Dragon Society.

Now they had even set up such a vicious Formation here, refining many Cultivators and living beings, including the Black Flood Dragon Society themselves.

Their goal was certainly not small; it was definitely not as simple as just supporting an underground force.

Combined with their Blood Dao style and secretive actions, Lu Chen had a bolder guess in his mind.

The Blood Gate's goal might be the entire Ruins Abyss City!

Originally, he was still pondering how to make this hidden threat, the Blood Gate, confront the City Lord's Mansion directly, so he could take advantage of the situation.

Now, this guiyuan blood pill, which had not yet been completely finished, might be the key!

This item must be extremely important to the Blood Gate; perhaps it was a key link in some plan, or a treasure that could greatly improve someone's cultivation.

If this item accidentally fell into the hands of the City Lord's Mansion.

Or if the City Lord's Mansion discovered the conspiracy of the Blood Gate to refine this pill and the scale of the sacrificed Cultivators...

Could the Blood Gate continue to hide?

How could the City Lord's Mansion tolerate such an evil force under its nose, committing such slaughter?

These waters could be completely muddied by using this blood pill!

And he could hide in the shadows and act according to the situation.

Lu Chen naturally would not tell Qing Yi all these calculations.

It was not out of distrust, but because the matter was of great importance, and the fewer people who knew, the better.

He stood quietly in place, waiting patiently.

After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the guiyuan blood pill seemed to have finally absorbed the last trace of usable blood evil qi and Death Qi within the vicinity.

The blood-colored light on its surface suddenly retracted inward, completely fading away, no longer emitting light or rotating slowly.

It turned into a dark red pill with fine spiral patterns on its surface, warm to the touch but with hidden sinister fluctuations, floating quietly there.

Only then did Lu Chen take out a Jade Box he had prepared earlier and captured it from a distance.

He drew the guiyuan blood pill into the box, quickly applied several sealing Talismans to isolate its aura, and then carefully put it away.

"Let's go!"

Without any further delay, Lu Chen led Qing Yi and left quickly along the mining tunnel they came from, heading toward the surface.

Behind them, only the ground full of corpses and a dead silence remained.

And about half an hour after Lu Chen and Qing Yi's figures disappeared into the depths of the dark mining tunnel.

In the depths of the silent mining pit, on the battlefield full of corpses and lingering blood aura, the air fluctuated again.

More than a dozen figures emerged one after another from another branch, landing lightly, clearly well-trained.

The leader was none other than Jiang Muyun, dressed as a village woman.

She was still in that rough cloth dress, with an ordinary face.

But at this moment, sharp light appeared in her seemingly simple eyes as she scanned the slaughterhouse before her.

The dozen or so people following her, although dressed ordinarily.

Even somewhat tattered, like Loose Cultivators or miners mixing at the bottom.

But their movements were steady, their aura restrained, and their positioning faintly formed a Formation, clearly not as simple as they appeared.

They were all elites of the Xuan Yin Sect lurking in Ruins Abyss City.