86: The Thunder Tribulation Field is formed, and the Wu family seeks help

Just as Xiao Zhuo was fully perfecting his Domain, in Barren State, Blood God Hall.

The majestic hall was bathed in an eternal, crimson glow, and the dense, bloody scent was almost solidified in the air.

Upon the throne, a sinister man in a scarlet blood robe looked down at the four Demon prostrate on the ground.

His fingertips tapped the pale bone armrest, emitting crisp, cold ‘tap, tap’ sounds.

“Xue Luokong,” a hoarse voice, laden with suffocating pressure, made the glazed floor tiles hum, “Blood Night’s demise must not delay the ‘Blood God Sacrifice.’ A new Blood Child must be nurtured within three months!”

Xue Luokong’s back was instantly soaked with cold sweat, and his Adam’s apple bobbed with difficulty.

He pressed his forehead firmly against the cold ground: “I respectfully obey the Blood Ancestor’s decree! Your subordinate will immediately irrigate the blood pool with the essence and blood of 100,000 blood slaves, and will not fail your trust!”

The Blood Ancestor slowly twirled a grim white skull ring on his finger, his blood-red pupils turning to another person: “Blood Philosopher, what are the investigation results?”

“Reporting to the Blood Ancestor!” A burly man with a tangled beard knelt halfway, his voice loud but filled with reverence, “The Human Race Shattering Realm (Cultivation Class) who appeared in the Secret Realm is indeed Qing Xiaozi of the Taiyi Sect! This person was already a Shattering Realm (Cultivation Class) expert two thousand years ago. According to investigations, the Taiyi Sect still had six Shattering Realm (Cultivation Class) Grand Elders back then, but according to their Lifespan, they should have long since passed away. As for the other Human Race members who appeared with the Secret Realm, we have already identified all of them; the list is here!”

Blood Philosopher respectfully held up a human skin scroll that emitted a faint bloody smell.

The Blood Ancestor’s palm lifted slightly, and the scroll appeared out of thin air in his pale hand.

“Very good!” Unfurling the scroll, his gaze sweeping over it like a knife, the Blood Ancestor’s throat emitted a cold laugh, “Within seven days, all Human Race on the list, and their Bloodline relatives—exterminate them all, leaving no chickens or dogs!”

“As you command!” Blood Philosopher and another Dominator, Blood Luo Ming, answered in unison, their Killing Intent chilling.

The Blood Ancestor’s gaze finally fell on the only woman in the hall: “Xue You (Blood quiet), have the Dragon Demon and Ox Demon races replied?”

Xue You (Blood quiet) bowed gracefully, her voice clear and cold: “Blood Ancestor, the two Blood Ancestors of the Dragon and Ox races are still in slumber. The current Clan Chiefs of both races have agreed to try and awaken them, but… there is no definite news yet.”

“Those two old fellows…” Blood flames flickered slightly in the Blood Ancestor’s pupils, and he leaned back against the cold throne, falling into a brief silence.

A moment later, he waved his hand, as if shooing away flies.

Xue Luokong and the other three felt as if they had been granted a great pardon, not daring to breathe, almost scrambling and crawling out of the oppressive, bloody hall.

“It seems your condition is even worse than this Blood Ancestor anticipated…” In the empty, silent hall, the Blood Ancestor’s whisper carried a hint of regret and greed, “It’s just a pity that the Human Race has gained another Shattering Realm (Cultivation Class)… Otherwise, I would truly like to taste your Origins…”

Outside the hall.

Xue Luokong looked at Blood Philosopher and Blood Luo Ming, his voice low: “Zhe, Ming! This Blood Ancestor’s decree concerns our lives and fortunes! Blood Night’s demise caused a setback to the Blood Ancestor’s grand plan. If we cannot atone for our mistakes and demonstrate the value of our Blood God Hall… I fear the next ones to be thrown into the blood pool will be us!”

Blood Philosopher and Blood Luo Ming exchanged glances, their eyes filled with ruthlessness and determination: “Clan Chief, rest assured! They are merely seven Human Race Myriad Manifestations and their relatives. With all the elites of our Blood God Hall deployed, we will uproot them completely within seven days, leaving no trace!”

Not far away, Xue You (Blood quiet) watched the three men’s secret conspiracy, which was shielded by Divine Sense, with cold eyes, a hint of unconcealed disdain flashing in her beautiful eyes.

The Blood Demon Race were all born from the Blood Ancestor’s essence and blood, viewing him as their supreme deity.

Only Xue You (Blood quiet) was different—she was the second Blood Demon naturally conceived between Heaven and Earth in the Yuan Realm, sharing the same Origin as the Blood Ancestor!

In her heart, those fellow tribesmen derived from essence and blood were merely inferior creations, and even the Blood Ancestor was just a lucky one born a few thousand years before her.

One day, she would possess power comparable to, or even surpassing, the Blood Ancestor!

This was the pride deeply buried in her heart.

She cast one last look at the terrifying aura emanating from the Blood God Hall, and her figure transformed into a wisp of blood mist, silently dissipating on the spot.

Xuanyuan Peak, small courtyard.

The transformation in Xiao Zhuo’s Sea of Consciousness had reached its final stage!

The ancient rune suspended there was violently trembling, swallowing and exhaling blazing golden Lightning Tribulation like a beating heart!

With just one last push of Divine Thought, it would complete its final Nirvana!

Xiao Zhuo’s vast Divine Thought, like a bursting flood, poured into the core of the rune without reservation!

Buzz—!

When the last silver speck representing the old Domain on the rune was completely covered by the profound golden lightning patterns, an invisible Law ripple suddenly spread in Xiao Zhuo’s Sea of Consciousness!

“It’s done!”

Xiao Zhuo, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon, suddenly opened his eyes! Golden light burst forth from his eyes, and two substantial beams of light, imbued with sharp Saber Intent and destructive Lightning Tribulation, actually tore through the air, leaving temporary scorch marks in front of him!

The Thunder Tribulation Blade Domain was completely forged!

He slowly raised his palm, and with a slight thought, a dark golden thunderball, only the size of a fist but containing countless dense golden lightning patterns and wildly leaping electric arcs, floated in his palm out of thin air.

His intent shifted again!

The thunderball in his palm suddenly expanded! An invisible Domain instantly enveloped the small courtyard! Within the Domain, the air seemed to solidify, with only countless golden runes darting and flickering like swimming fish!

Every subtle leaping electric arc contained the terrifying Thunder Tribulation Saber Intent capable of cleaving mountains and destroying all things!

Xiao Zhuo sensed it carefully, and ecstasy surged in his heart.

Within this complete Thunder Tribulation Blade Domain, his own Thunder Tribulation Saber Intent received an unprecedented tenfold amplification!

Within the Domain, all energies not of the Thunder Tribulation attribute were forcefully repelled and suppressed! Compared to the previous pseudo-Domain level Tiangang Saber Domain, its power had increased by more than tenfold!

What surprised him even more was that within the Domain, wherever his thoughts reached, he could instantly condense a Blade of Tribulation containing terrifying power!

Any single one of them would be powerful enough to easily crush ordinary Divine Sea Realm experts! This would be an excellent means for him to harvest Attribute Points in the future!

His gaze swept over his almost depleted Attribute Points balance, and Xiao Zhuo got up, looking towards the Yuyang Sect mountain gate. He once again formed a hand seal, drawing in Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi.

“Sweet Rain!”

Pale green Spiritual Clouds gathered, and life-filled Spiritual Rain once again fell upon Yuyang Mountain.

Three hours later, the Spiritual Rain stopped.

The foul and bloody stench of the blood river that permeated the mountain had been purified to an almost imperceptible degree.

Only one last sweet rain would be needed to completely eradicate the filth, and then repairing the Spiritual Vein and rebuilding the Spiritual Fields would be a matter of course.

Xiao Zhuo withdrew his Divine Sense with satisfaction, a relaxed smile appearing on his face.

Tomorrow, Immortal Master Xuan Yun would lead the Disciple team going to assist the Taiyi Sect, and he would also be accompanying them.

His Cultivation had come to a temporary halt, and his long-strained nerves could finally relax a little.

However, not long after he lay down, a clear and pleasant voice sounded outside the courtyard gate:

“Is Senior Brother Xiao here?”

Xiao Zhuo’s just-closed eyes immediately opened. With a sweep of his Divine Sense, a hint of surprise involuntarily appeared on his face.

Why was she here?

Although he had doubts, he still got up and opened the door.

Outside the courtyard gate stood a woman dressed in the Yuyang Sect’s outer Sect green robes. Her simple attire could not conceal her charming radiance; it was Wu Qianning, whom he hadn’t seen in a long time.

“Junior Sister Wu? Long time no see, why do you have time to seek me out today? Is something the matter?” Xiao Zhuo showed a gentle smile, his tone calm.

Seeing that Xiao Zhuo’s attitude remained the same, not alienated by the disparity in their status, Wu Qianning felt an inexplicable relief in her heart, which was then suppressed by deeper, complex emotions.

Her father’s words still echoed in her ears; the current Senior Brother Xiao was dazzling, and she was indeed… out of reach.

But what she sought on this trip concerned the survival of her Family, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk into the small courtyard.

“Senior Brother Xiao, please understand,” Wu Qianning sat down at the wooden table in the courtyard, unconsciously fiddling with the corner of her clothes, biting her lower lip with her pearly teeth, appearing somewhat flustered, “Junior Sister has indeed come seeking a favor.”

Xiao Zhuo sat opposite her and made a gesture of invitation: “Junior Sister, please speak freely.”

“Senior Brother, do you still remember the trouble we encountered with the Wei Family at the Qingyang City gate when we first met?” Wu Qianning raised her sparkling big eyes, looking at Xiao Zhuo expectantly.

“The Wei Family?” Xiao Zhuo pondered for a moment, then remembered Wei Qingying, the City Guard captain who tried to frame the Wu Family caravan, “Is it the Family of that city gate captain?”

“Precisely!” Wu Qianning nodded quickly, “That day, thanks to Senior Brother’s righteous words and Lord Ling’s impartiality, the Wei Family was forced to apologize, and our batch of goods was successfully sold. It’s just…”

Xiao Zhuo picked up a bamboo leaf that had fallen on the table, understanding in his heart: “The Wei Family hasn’t given up and has tampered with the sales channels for blood pattern steel again?”

It seemed the last lesson wasn’t enough; the Wei Family had indeed resorted to underhanded tactics again.

Wu Qianning had helped him enter the Yuyang Sect, a favor he had always remembered.

If it was just a small effort, helping out wouldn’t be a problem.

Wu Qianning’s face showed bitterness and helplessness: “After the first batch of goods was sold, the Family indeed made substantial profits and recruited many skilled hands, greatly increasing our strength. But… the main sales channels for blood pattern steel in Qingyang City are still firmly controlled by the Wei Family. Our subsequent Ores simply cannot fetch a good price, and no one even dares to buy large quantities. So… so I want to earnestly ask Senior Brother, could you put in a good word with Elder Xuan Xu of the Artifact Refining Hall? If the Sect’s Artifact Refining Hall could purchase our Wu Family’s Ore materials…”

She didn’t finish her sentence, but her eyes were full of hope.