130: Seize the cave

Boom!

The barrier of Immortal Cave Number Eight on the thirtieth floor vibrated violently, and a thunderous roar pierced through the rock wall: “Which blind fool dares to provoke me, Chao Dashu?”

The sound waves made the withered leaves on the entire Immortal Cave Mountain rustle and fall, and a lean, five-foot-tall man had already shot out from the Void Realm.

His blue robe with silver patterns fluttered, a nine-ringed broadsword trembled, causing black mist to surge, and the copper rings on the back of the blade clanged wildly.

“This Immortal Cave belongs to this Young Master now.” Teng Wuji rubbed his thumb across his nose, his boot tapping impatiently against the Void Realm. “Get lost within three breaths.”

“You’re courting death!” Chao Dashu’s eyes were bloodshot, and his blade, wrapped in black light, cut out afterimages.

A hundred-zhang blade light tore through the air, and amidst the ear-splitting sonic boom, withered branches and fallen leaves instantly turned into dust.

Teng Wuji’s mocking expression didn’t diminish in the slightest. A good-for-nothing who didn’t even have a Concept dared to draw a blade against him.

Amidst his sneer, Teng Wuji swung his gigantic lava ruler, blue flames leaping between his fingers.

Before the blade light could travel three zhang, it shattered with a crash. Everyone felt a wave of heat wash over them as his figure, like a ghost, pressed against his opponent’s side.

Chao Dashu’s expression changed, and he slashed with his broadsword, but it was caught between two slender fingers.

The next moment, the giant ruler was retracted by Teng Wuji, and his right hand, clenched into a fist and wreathed in surging blue flames, had already slammed into Chao Dashu’s left cheek.

The entire person spun like a top, smashing through three layers of the mountain.

Smoke and wood chips soared into the sky, revealing the mess on the twenty-seventh floor of the mountainside.

Five ancient trees were broken at the waist, and Chao Dashu’s pig-like head was deeply embedded in an earthen pit, still biting a half-severed tree root.

However, Teng Wuji had no intention of stopping; his body, trailing flames, pursued him again.

The dull thuds of fist meeting flesh, mixed with wails, gradually turned into a leaky, whimpering sound.

By the time the Outer Sect Disciple from the External Affairs Hall dragged away the disfigured Chao Dashu, the blue robe had already been torn into blood-stained rags.

Teng Wuji didn’t kill him; it wasn’t that he didn’t dare to kill, but rather he simply wanted to vent the frustration of being instantly defeated by the “Flute Demoness.”

By the end, Chao Dashu had already passed out, and Teng Wuji also found it somewhat uninteresting, so he stopped. It was fortunate that Chao Dashu had Cultivated a Body Refining Cultivation Technique, and his Physical Body was comparable to a Middle Stage demon infant Body Cultivator.

Otherwise, he would have been blown apart by Teng Wuji long ago.

However, it was a great fortune that this person could keep his life; disputes over Immortal Caves often resulted in one person’s death.

As the battle ended, the many people who had come out of various Immortal Caves to watch the excitement also dispersed.

Xue Hai, however, saw Teng Wuji standing at the entrance of the Immortal Cave on the thirtieth floor, his gaze fixed on him with a hint of provocation.

“Idiot!” Xue Hai couldn’t be bothered with such a scion, but since he had joined the Blood Palace, he naturally had to integrate into the Sect’s atmosphere.

Xue Hai’s figure flashed, and he also appeared on the thirtieth floor, punching the Immortal Cave Restriction next to Teng Wuji.

“Clang!”

The Immortal Cave barrier shook for a moment, but no one appeared from within the Immortal Cave.

“Haha! Looks like no one’s home. Why don’t you challenge me?” Teng Wuji, seeing that Xue Hai was also challenging a veteran Disciple like himself, immediately showed excitement.

Xue Hai remained suspended in mid-air, ignoring him, waiting for the Immortal Cave’s owner to accept the challenge.

Many Outer Sect Disciples from Immortal Cave Mountain, who had just finished watching the excitement, had only just dispersed when they heard another loud bang and all looked over again.

Seeing another newcomer, not wearing a Disciple uniform but with an Outer Sect waist token, challenging an Immortal Cave, they all showed an eager expression.

In the past, watching these newcomers, who didn’t know the immensity of heaven and earth, being brutally slaughtered to death was their best entertainment.

Although there was an unexpected turn today, surely not every newcomer would be as fierce as Teng Wuji, right?

As time passed, more and more Outer Sect Disciples began to gather nearby. Many flew in mid-air, waiting for the owner of Immortal Cave Number Nine on the thirtieth floor to accept the challenge.

As long as someone attacked an Immortal Cave Restriction, whether the Immortal Cave owner was present or not, they would sense the challenge through the Restriction Formation Plate.

They would usually rush back.

After waiting for about the time it takes for one incense stick to burn, just as many people were growing impatient and shouting for Xue Hai to challenge other Immortal Caves,

A woman in a blue robe with silver patterns flew from a distance, riding a river of blood.

Divine Sense filled with Killing Intent emanated from her body, forming a vast net that enveloped Xue Hai.

Everyone sensed the anomaly, knowing that the true owner had returned.

Xue Hai also turned to look at the newcomer, his gaze sweeping over the river of blood beneath the woman’s feet, his eyes flashing.

“It’s Senior Sister Liu Chang from Servants’ Courtyard Number Seventeen!” someone exclaimed, pointing at the river of blood in the sky.

The surging blood waves carried a putrid stench, and the faint sight of wandering souls floating within them made the Disciples in the front row cover their noses and retreat.

“Tsk tsk! He actually picked a Blood Cultivator who manages the Servants’ Courtyard!”

“Senior Brother! Is there something special about managing the Servants’ Courtyard?”

“Haha! Senior Brother is in a good mood today. You look like you’ve just joined the Sect, you don’t even know about the Servants’ Courtyard! Senior Brother will enlighten you today. The Servants’ Courtyard has the highest mortality rate in our Blood Palace, and it’s also a place where Outer Sect Disciples who Cultivate the Blood Dao in the Palace scramble to go. Do you understand?”

“No!”

“Idiot! Blood Cultivators need a large amount of vital blood for their Cultivation. Can someone who gets the job of managing the Servants’ Courtyard be weak?”

“Very strong?”

...Many Outer Sect Disciples, whether they knew Liu Chang or not, discussed animatedly. Almost everyone looked at Xue Hai as if they were looking at a dead man.

Liu Chang had just been refining the corpses of recently deceased servants in the Servants’ Courtyard when the Immortal Cave Restriction Formation Plate in her Storage Pouch alerted her, forcing her to interrupt her refining. She discovered it was a newly initiated greenhorn challenging her, which immediately made her laugh in anger.

Refining vital blood has a time limit. If time is wasted and the corpses deteriorate, the extracted vital blood will be much inferior.

She had to settle this score properly with this blind fool who dared to challenge her. Since he made her waste dozens of servant corpses, then he would pay with his own vital blood!

“Brat! Are you the one who wants to challenge this old woman?” Liu Chang’s Divine Sense locked onto the Void Realm, and the pressure of a Peak demon infant immediately permeated the air.

Xue Hai’s gaze was indifferent, without a single ripple. He naturally sensed Liu Chang’s Killing Intent, but it was just as well; he also intended to kill the other party.

With a flick of his hand, a dark-red demonic sword appeared in his grasp.

The sword tip pointed directly at Liu Chang.

The meaning was self-evident.

“Courting death!” Liu Chang was furious to see that Xue Hai didn’t even bother to speak, completely acting as if he didn’t see her in his eyes.

She formed hand seals, and the river of blood beneath her feet surged, expanding from ten zhang to a thousand zhang.

It swept towards Xue Hai.

“Such a mixed river of blood, yet you dare to show off in front of me!” Xue Hai said, shaking his head slightly, unable to resist complaining.

Liu Chang saw that she had already unleashed such a powerful river of blood, yet this person was still being arrogant, his words full of disdain, and the anger in her eyes intensified.

With a flip of her palm, the blood river surged even faster.

But Xue Hai, on the other hand, stood proudly in the Void Realm, not even thinking of moving.

Xue Hai’s demonic sword slashed down, and a dark-red sword light suddenly appeared. The river of blood that had just surged before his eyes instantly split into two.

Before the surrounding gasps of shock could even fully resound, the sword light had already passed through the river of blood and swept across Liu Chang’s neck.

A feast of slaughter that everyone had been anticipating for a while thus abruptly ended.

Liu Chang’s body froze, and her beautiful head slowly slid off. Her Divine Soul within was also directly annihilated by that single sword strike.

The thousand-zhang river of blood slowly disintegrated.

However, the next moment, Xue Hai’s demonic sword turned, and the boundless river of blood seemed to be drawn by some force, instantly surging towards the demonic sword.

Xue Hai also grabbed at Liu Chang’s corpse, and her Storage Pouch at her waist, along with all her vital blood, was also drawn over.

This act of killing and plundering, not even sparing the vital blood, was very much in the style of a Blood Cultivator.

Only then did everyone realize that Xue Hai was also a Blood Cultivator, and one far stronger than Liu Chang.

Not far away, Teng Wuji, who had been watching the excitement from the entrance of his own Immortal Cave, saw Xue Hai make his move, and his face immediately became somewhat unpredictable.

He felt that he had been too hasty; if he couldn’t comprehend the Concept of Blue Flame, he might not be Xue Hai’s opponent.

Just as everything settled, from the summit of Immortal Cave Mountain, a powerful pressure suddenly descended.

A voice filled with coldness resounded in Xue Hai’s mind: “Brat! Choose your method of death!”