565: Chapter 565 Onward!

Qin Yan ignored the others and sat cross-legged!

The Indestructible Blood Demon Scripture immediately began to circulate, channeling the vast blood qi he had just absorbed into the blood demon martial veins within his body!

Within his blood demon martial veins, the concentration of Devilish Qi was far greater than that of blood qi, which resulted in the instability of his Body Refining Realm.

Once he suffered a serious injury, he would face the risk of his Realm dropping!

Now, the blood qi from Old Monster Canglang had come at just the right time!

As the blood qi surged in, Qin Yan's blood demon martial veins were gradually tending toward balance.

Originally, Devilish Qi occupied more than ninety percent of those martial veins, while blood qi made up less than ten percent, like a tilted scale.

But at this moment, the concentration of blood qi was increasing bit by bit, and that unbalanced scale was slowly returning to level.

Meanwhile, Fan Hu, Zhao Tieshan, Zhou Yuanqing, and Nangong Waner looked at the mummified corpse of Old Monster Canglang on the ground, their eyes widening in disbelief; they could not believe what they were seeing!

Was Old Monster Canglang, a Sixth Rank Late Stage Martial Artist, really killed in seconds just like that?

A single encounter, captured in one move, and then drained of all blood alive to become a mummified corpse?

This simply shattered their understanding!

"Could what Young Master Qin Yan said be true? Is he really a Special Grade Disciple of the Taixuan Holy Land?" Nangong Waner murmured.

She had previously thought that Qin Yan was bragging, thinking he was merely an ordinary Disciple.

But now she believed it, completely believed it.

Only a Special Grade Disciple of the Taixuan Holy Land could possess such terrifying strength.

Upon hearing this, the other three escorts also had their pupils constrict!

Clearly, the three of them had also thought of this!

It was very likely that Qin Yan really was a Special Grade Disciple, and that Qin Yan likely hadn't lied to them!

At this moment, the way they looked at Qin Yan changed completely.

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A quarter of an hour later, Qin Yan finished his Cultivate.

He slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath of turbid air.

After absorbing the vast blood qi of Old Monster Canglang, a Sixth Rank Late Stage expert, the blood qi within his thirty-six blood demon martial veins was now more than a notch richer than before!

In those martial veins, the concentration of blood qi had increased from less than ten percent to over forty percent.

However, the blood demon martial veins were still a short distance away from a complete balance between blood qi and Devilish Qi.

He estimated that he would need to absorb the blood qi of roughly one more Sixth-Rank Martial Artist to achieve balance.

However, this was not a difficult task for Qin Yan.

There were plenty of missions awaiting him, and plenty of opportunities to obtain blood qi.

Moreover, he could use any excess blood qi to nourish the Blood Puppet, killing two birds with one stone.

Thinking of this, Qin Yan couldn't help but look at the Blood Demon Nest within his body.

Inside the Blood Demon Nest, the distinction was clear: one half was a black hole of Devilish Qi, and the other half was a Blood-Colored Long River.

The Devilish Qi black hole rotated ceaselessly, deep and dark, emitting a heart-palpitating dark aura;

The Blood-Colored Long River flowed endlessly, turbulent and surging, emitting a rich, bloody aura.

Qin Yan directed his gaze toward the Blood-Colored Long River area, where an Elementary Blood Pool was dissipating bits of blood qi, nourishing the Blood Puppet nearby.

Those Blood Puppets stood quietly beside the Blood Pool; they were dark red all over, similar in shape to humans, but with blurred faces.

After the gestation period of the Blood Pool, the number of Blood Puppets in the Blood Demon Nest had reached forty.

Forty Blood Puppets stood densely in the Blood Demon Nest, like a silent army.

Among them, the strength of thirty-nine Blood Puppets had reached Fourth Rank Peak, just one step away from a Breakthrough to the Fifth Rank.

And one Blood Puppet's strength had already reached Fifth-Rank Mid-stage!

This Blood Puppet was one that Qin Yan paid special attention to.

He specifically allocated more blood qi to it, allowing it to grow faster.

After all, raising a powerful Blood Puppet first, one that could help him handle simple tasks, was the top priority.

A Fifth-Rank Mid-stage Blood Puppet was barely enough to handle things on its own.

He was currently at the fifth rank late stage, and the cap for the number of Blood Puppets was eighty.

The number of Blood Puppets increased as his Realm improved.

Furthermore, as his Realm improved later on, he would be able to unlock even more wonderful uses.

Such as the Intermediate Blood Pool, or the Blood Demon—those were all his trump cards for the future.

Qin Yan withdrew his thoughts, stood up, and came before the others.

"Let us continue on our way."

Hearing this, the others all nodded immediately.

Their gazes toward Qin Yan were filled with awe and respect.

The scene of Qin Yan killing Old Monster Canglang just now had given them too much shock.

That terrifying strength of killing a Sixth Rank Late Stage Martial Artist in seconds made them afraid to even breathe loudly.

After swallowing a healing Medicinal Pill, Fan Hu temporarily stemmed the injuries on his body.

His face was pale, his aura weak, but he had at least pulled his life back from the gates of hell.

He struggled to stand up, then came before Qin Yan and said respectfully:

"Young Master Qin Yan, I am withdrawing from the escort team."

He did not go to Nangong Waner to say this, because in his eyes, she was nothing.

But if he wanted to leave, he still had to greet Qin Yan.

After all, the backbone of this team now was Qin Yan.

Qin Yan looked at Fan Hu, who had no limbs left, his face pale.

At the site of the severed limbs, although the bleeding had stopped, it was almost impossible for him to recover on his own.

For this injury, one would need a Seventh-Grade Grandmaster to act to have any possibility of restoring the severed limbs.

However, to hire a Grandmaster to act, the cost would be immense.

Fan Hu was merely a Middle Sixth-Grade Martial Artist; it was hard for him to have chips that could move a Grandmaster.

This was still because Fan Hu hadn't lost his limbs long; if much time passed, one would need an Eighth-Rank Grandmaster to restore his body!

By then, the cost would be even greater, and the hope even smaller.

Qin Yan nodded.

With his injuries, it was useless for him to stay.

Hearing this, Fan Hu barely managed to circulate the True Qi in his body, dragging his crippled body as he walked into the distance.

His back was desolate and lonely; moving step by step, he gradually disappeared at the end of the plain.

"Let us go."

Following that, Qin Yan, Zhao Tieshan, and Zhou Yuanqing once again took Nangong Waner on the road toward the Qingyun Sect.

Along the way, Qin Yan walked in the lead, his gaze vigilantly scanning the surroundings.

Zhao Tieshan and Zhou Yuanqing were on the left and right, protecting Nangong Waner in the middle.

After the battle with Old Monster Canglang, the two were completely convinced by Qin Yan and did not dare to be the least bit negligent.

Along the way, they did not encounter anyone attacking from the shadows again.

Come to think of it, a Sixth Rank Late Stage Old Monster Canglang was already very powerful; those families with grudges against the Nangong Family must have paid a considerable price to be able to hire him.

Now that Old Monster Canglang was dead, even if those families wanted to send more people, it was too late.

The group traveled without obstruction.

Occasionally, they encountered some Vicious Beasts, but they were all killed by Qin Yan.

The blood qi of those Vicious Beasts was absorbed by him one after another, turning into resources to nourish the blood demon martial veins within his body.