131: Chapter 131 Chu Feng's Encounter

Swamp forest, Thousand Souls Sect.

Inside an Immortal Cave behind a giant swamp, there was a pool of blood bubbling with bright red bubbles, and the entire Immortal Cave emitted an indescribable stench.

On the surface of the blood pool, black filaments floated along with the bubbling blood, resembling sticky seaweed.

"Ah!"

After a roar, the blood pool exploded, and a blood-red figure, dripping with blood, rolled on the bank of the pool, as if in extreme pain.

A hoarse voice rang out eerily, "Is that all you have? With your meager abilities, you still want to go to the Soul Stone Secret Realm to search for a soul stone? Heh..."

"I'm afraid you won't even be able to get the qualifications to enter the Secret Realm!"

"Hehehe, why not just become my soul puppet! You won't need to enter this blood pool and suffer anymore."

Chu Feng, rolling about in a disheveled state, gritted his teeth and stopped moving, trembling. Hair dripping with blood stuck to his face, making him look like an evil ghost crawling out from underground.

"Revered Master, I... can do it!"

He clawed the ground with both hands, leaving marks, and struggled to crawl toward the blood pool.

"Plop!"

Chu Feng leaped into the blood pool, and from the moment his skin touched the liquid, white smoke began to rise.

His handsome face twisted in pain, and the veins protruding from his neck looked like hideous lumps, as if evil ghosts were about to crawl out from them.

Chu Feng raised the hands that Chu Jiaojiao had meticulously cared for, and with the force of someone trying to kill themselves, he viciously slapped the hideous lumps bulging on his neck.

"Slap!"

The lumps ruptured, and streams of black water emitting black smoke slowly flowed out from the wounds.

The pain on Chu Feng's face seemed to lessen slightly because of the black blood flowing out.

"Slap, slap, slap..."

Chu Feng attacked himself like a madman; his neck, chest, arms—wherever lumps appeared, he did not spare them.

This self-mutilating method actually worked!

The Black-Robed Demonic Cultivator standing by the edge of the blood pool had a face that looked like it was covered by nothing but a layer of skin; shrouded in his black robe, he looked like a humanoid skeleton.

The corners of his mouth curled into an exaggerated arc, "A Blood Spiritual Root is indeed blessed by heaven; you are a born Demonic Cultivator. To be able to expel the vengeful spirits in the Blood Soul Pool and only absorb the extremely pure essence blood—not bad, not bad."

"If you soak like this for half a year, perhaps you really can achieve a Golden Core Breakthrough before the Righteous and Demonic Grand Competition and win a chance to enter the Soul Stone Secret Realm."

A flash of wild joy crossed Chu Feng's eyes, and he struck himself even more ruthlessly, caring not at all for his own life.

He did not see that the black smoke seeping out from the ruptured lumps was drifting in wisps into his Divine Soul.

The depths of Chu Feng's long, narrow phoenix eyes had become clouded without him realizing it.

The Black-Robed Demonic Cultivator by the blood pool was filled with the joy of a predator whose prey had fallen into the trap.

"Hum!"

The communication talisman inside his space ring vibrated, causing the cloudiness in Chu Feng's eyes to dissipate slightly.

"Hmm?" The Black-Robed Demonic Cultivator stepped onto the blood pool and stood before Chu Feng in an instant, looking down at him as he was submerged in the pool. "What just happened?"

Chu Feng's pupils trembled slightly.

He knew he could not lie; the Demonic Cultivators of the Thousand Souls Sect were most skilled in soul techniques, and a lie would surely be exposed.

He endured the pain and took out the communication talisman, "It... it is someone sending me a message."

The Black-Robed Demonic Cultivator stared fixedly at the communication talisman and said coldly, "Play it!"

Chu Feng could only hope that Xiao Tian hadn't said anything reckless.

It shouldn't be; Xiao Tian ought to know where he had come to.

Chu Feng steeled his heart and channeled spiritual power into the communication talisman.

"Brother Chu Feng, the Revered Master-offering gift you asked me to gather magic stones to buy, I have finally finished buying it for you."

"There is one High Grade Infant-Breaking Magic Pill, one bottle of Level 3 High Grade Magic Recovery Pills, one bottle of Level 3 High Grade Magic Boosting Pills, and one bottle of Level 3 High Grade Thousand Souls Magic Pill."

"Brother Chu Feng, do you see if there is anything else that needs to be prepared? I still have some magic stones remaining."

"Swish!"

The Black-Robed Demonic Cultivator snatched the communication talisman from Chu Feng's hand, his skeleton-like eyes staring fixedly at Chu Feng, "Is what he said true? You prepared so many Revered Master-offering gifts?"

Chu Feng was also a bit stunned now.

Why is it Su Xin?

However, given Su Xin's status, he believed that he could take out so many things to give to him as a Revered Master-offering gift.

Therefore, Chu Feng nodded without hesitation, "Yes!"

The Black-Robed Demonic Cultivator's eyes were fixed straight on Chu Feng, and after half a breath, he was absolutely certain that Chu Feng was not lying.

He let out a loud laugh, leaned over, grabbed Chu Feng by the shoulder, and hauled him out of the Blood Soul Pool.

"Hahaha, good, good, good! As expected of my good Disciple; you prepared a Revered Master-offering gift for your Revered Master, why didn't you tell your Revered Master earlier?"

There was a hint of reproach in his words.

Chu Feng took a deep breath, "I dare not deceive Revered Master. It is truly because I did not expect to be able to obtain this Revered Master-offering gift previously, so I did not dare to inform Revered Master, fearing Revered Master would be disappointed."

These words, heard by the Black-Robed Demonic Cultivator, meant that he didn't know he would be able to gather the Revered Master-offering gifts.

The Black-Robed Demonic Cultivator felt that this Disciple was too honest, not at all like a Demonic Cultivator.

But that was right; the Disciple had just accidentally obtained a Demonic Cultivation Technique and stumbled his way to his current cultivation level, so how could he know the cunning of Demonic Cultivators?

"Good Disciple, quickly ask your friend where he is now. The Revered Master-offering gift is safer in your own hands; it would be bad if your friend were to develop greed."

When mentioning developing greed, a cold glint flashed in the Black-Robed Demonic Cultivator's eyes.

Daring to swallow his things—he would track him to the ends of the earth and ensure he died without a burial place!

After death, he would extract his soul, refine it in the Nine Serenities, and make him suffer eternal torment!

Chu Feng felt the malice radiating from the Black-Robed Demonic Cultivator, and his eyes darkened.

He had absolutely no idea what Su Xin was up to!

Taking the communication talisman, Chu Feng could only send a message to Su Xin right under the nose of the Black-Robed Demonic Cultivator.

Zhaoye City, Duobao Tower.

Ever since Su Xin sent the message, Luo Yunkai had not stopped moving.

He paced anxiously in place, glancing from time to time at the communication talisman between Su Xin's fingers.

Su Xin was calm and collected; if it weren't for the fact that Brother Chu Feng's current situation was unknown, he would really be gloating.

Serves him right!

"Hum!"

Luo Yunkai immediately used a Five-Spirit Movement, turning into five lights, and appeared before Su Xin in an instant.

Su Xin raised an eyebrow, "Dad's movement technique is getting faster and faster."

Luo Yunkai urged, "A-Xin, quickly listen to the message."

Su Xin tapped his fingertip, and a faint green light entered the communication talisman, and Chu Feng's voice came out.

"Where are you now? I am coming to take the Revered Master-offering gift."

Luo Yunkai's brows furrowed tightly, "The voice is not right; it's weak and listless. Xiao Feng is injured!"

Su Xin's expression was not very good either; his already gloomy brows and eyes looked even more sinister at this moment, and his fingers gripping the communication talisman were white, showing how hard he was squeezing.

He looked at Luo Yunkai coldly, "If you knew it would come to this, why did you do it in the first place?"

Luo Yunkai felt ashamed.

Composing himself, Luo Yunkai smiled bitterly, "A-Xin, Dad knows Dad did wrong. Dad just... Dad promises to be a good person in the future, okay?"

Seeing that Su Xin's expression was still not good, Luo Yunkai sighed, "Now is not the time to talk about this. The most urgent priority is to help Xiao Feng escape his dangerous situation immediately."

Su Xin remained silent; this was the truth.

He immediately replied.