337: Suspicious servant

[You have lost interest in their subsequent argument, simply playing with the Divination Coins in your hand while keeping your Divine Sense firmly locked onto Wang Hehao.]

[From his conversation with Winter Plum just now, you have roughly concluded—]

[This person is, in all likelihood... also a member of the Blood Origin Sect.]

[Your thoughts shift again—]

[blood spirit pill!]

[This is precisely the Alchemy method recorded in the Blood Origin Art. It seems this "Blood Origin Sect" was named after it.]

[The Blood Origin Art Cultivation Technique was already privately collected by many people more than twenty years ago.]

[Back then, the Spiritual Qi on the Tianhuang Mainland was thin, resources for Cultivating were scarce, and the Dao of Immortality had not yet risen, far lagging behind the prosperity of the Martial Dao.]

[Only when the Tianhuang Mainland became independent, Spiritual Veins were born, and Spiritual Qi grew increasingly dense, along with the enrichment of cultivation resources, did the Dao of Immortality surpass the Martial Dao and rise strongly.]

[Unlike the old Tianhuang Mainland, many auxiliary Materials for refining "blood spirit pills" simply couldn't be found back then.]

[Now that "blood spirit pills" have become easier to refine, the role of the Blood Origin Art... has naturally become prominent.]

[However, this Cultivation Technique is quite inhumane—]

[It requires human essence blood as the main material, especially the essence blood of a Martial Artist. Furthermore, the higher the cultivation of the Martial Artist, the better the effect.]

[Then, by refining this essence blood into "blood spirit pills" and practicing with the Cultivation Technique, one can achieve twice the result with half the effort.]

[This kind of shortcut is indeed very tempting for many Cultivators.]

[You finally understand—]

[So, the aura on that burly man was the residual Blood Fiend Qi from consuming a "blood spirit pill."]

[This happens because the consumer's Aptitude is insufficient, or they were too impatient, or they took too many, resulting in the Medicinal Pill not being completely refined, leaving this Blood Fiend Qi in their body.]

[But on second thought, you feel something isn't quite right—]

[Even with this method, it shouldn't be enough for someone with mediocre Aptitude to successfully reach Foundation Establishment in just twenty years.]

[Could it be through massive consumption?]

[You feel this isn't right either.]

[The Disciples of the Blood Origin Sect number at least several million.]

[To supply so many people with "blood spirit pills," how many people would have to be killed?]

[That number is too terrifying and simply unrealistic.]

[If a large number of people died mysteriously, it would surely catch Qing Ming's attention. At that time, Qing Ming would definitely tell Chen Yuanyuan about it.]

[Yet you still feel like something is slightly off.]

[Unable to figure it out, you stop pondering and keep your Divine Sense firmly locked on Wang Hehao.]

[A moment later,]

[You are slightly surprised—Wang Hehao actually walked straight into the main gate of the Wu Family's Marquis Residence.]

[Inside the hall of the residence,]

[A man is pacing anxiously, as if he has encountered some troublesome matter.]

[This person is Wu Bin, the cousin of Young Lord Wu.]

[He has poor Spiritual Roots and mediocre Aptitude. He once tried to join Fengyun Pavilion but was rejected. Later, he joined the Blood Origin Sect and now has a Foundation Establishment cultivation.]

[As soon as Wu Bin sees Wang Hehao enter, he rushes to meet him: "Old Wang, you're finally back!"]

[Wang Hehao flops into a chair and stretches lazily: "What's wrong? What happened?"]

[Wu Bin's expression is grave: "I just received word from a secret scout... Yang Biao is dead."]

["What?!" Wang Hehao stands up abruptly. "Who dares to touch a member of my Blood Origin Sect? They're looking for death!"]

[Wu Bin says in a heavy voice: "He died at Wangyue Tower... and Cheng Rongrong has returned to the Imperial Capital."]

[It turns out the burly man you killed was named Yang Biao.]

[Wang Hehao's expression changes: "Cheng Rongrong is back? I heard Wangyue Tower is her Cheng Family's property. She's a Prodigy of Fengyun Pavilion; we can't afford to provoke her!"]

["Heh," Wu Bin sneers, "What's a Prodigy? Guess who I met a few days ago?"]

[Wang Hehao lowers his voice: "Who?"]

[Wu Bin grins: "Do you know... the Pavilion Master of Fengyun Pavilion?"]

[Wang Hehao's eyes widen: "Aren't there rumors that... this person doesn't even exist? It's said even the Elders of Fengyun Pavilion haven't seen him in person, and the pavilion only enshrines a portrait of him. Many people think he's a powerhouse fabricated by Fengyun Pavilion on purpose."]

["That's where you're wrong," Wu Bin smiles and shakes his head. "Do you remember... the last phenomenon at Fengyun Pavilion?"]

[Wang Hehao's eyes widen, and he asks nervously: "Could it be... caused by the Pavilion Master of Fengyun Pavilion?"]

["Exactly," Wu Bin smiles calmly. "And... in a few days, this Pavilion Master will come to find me again. He has already promised to take me as a Personal Disciple."]

[Wang Hehao's eyes widen, his whole body trembling with excitement: "Truly? How did you two meet?"]

[Wu Bin's gaze suddenly turns cold, and he immediately begins to explain in detail to Wang Hehao via Transmission into Secrets.]

[You already have some guesses about the content of their transmission.]

[However, you don't care.]

[To you, two mere Foundation Establishment Cultivators, no matter how many schemes they have, are nothing more than something you could blow away with a single breath.]

[You quickly pack up your divination stall and lead Qin Han back to the guest room.]

[The room is very quiet, making your mind clearer and clearer.]

[You immediately concentrate, your Divine Sense like an invisible net, instantly covering the entire Imperial Capital.]

[After careful investigation, you frown slightly.]

["I didn't expect there to be so many Blood Origin Sect Disciples in the Imperial Capital, probably over ten thousand."]

[Relying on the residual Blood Fiend Qi on these people, you conclude they are all members of the Blood Origin Sect.]

[However, eighty percent of these people only have a Qi Refinement Stage cultivation.]

[But there are actually several thousand Foundation Establishment Cultivators—and this is just the number within a single Dynasty, which can be said to be quite terrifying.]

[Could they... mass-produce Foundation Establishment Cultivators?]

[Furthermore, they are distributed among the major aristocratic families. You guess that these people must be eyes and secret scouts planted by the Blood Origin Sect.]

[There is even one inside this Wangyue Tower.]

[This person looks middle-aged, yet he is still just an errand boy serving tea and water in the tower.]

[You learn from the discussions of others that this errand boy has been working in Wangyue Tower for over twenty years.]

[The manager, Lou Yang, once wanted to promote him to a supervisor, but he was willing to remain just a most ordinary errand boy.]

[You sigh softly: "Sigh... It's a pity I haven't learned the Soul Searching Technique, otherwise, I could investigate their memories."]

[The Soul Searching Technique is not a profound Spell and is rarely used. It is a secret method used by high-level Cultivators on low-level Cultivators to forcibly browse through the other party's memory fragments.]

[But on second thought, even if you knew this Spell, it might not be useful—how could those hiding in the shadows show their true faces?]

[You look at Qin Han, who is lying on the table, and ask: "Clumsy, do you think... the Wu Residence might be the stronghold of the Blood Origin Sect in the Great Yan Dynasty?"]

[Qin Han shakes his head with a serious face: "I don't know!"]

[You ponder: "I always feel that... the mastermind behind the chaos in the Tianhuang Mainland is inseparable from this Blood Origin Sect."]

[Qin Han stares at you with wide eyes: "And then?"]

[You rub your chin and think: "It seems... we need to plan carefully. Once we uncover the truth, we'll wipe them all out in one fell swoop."]

[Qin Han immediately nods vigorously: "Got it! Attack!"]

[Before the words even fall, it has already transformed into a streak of light, shooting straight towards the Wu Residence.]

[Startled, your figure moves instantly, blocking its path.]

["What are you doing?" you ask in a deep voice.]

[Qin Han looks puzzled: "Going to kill them?"]

[You are speechless for a moment: "Why kill them?"]

["Ah?" Qin Han's mouth hangs open. "Then why did you say all that to me just now?"]

[You roll your eyes, grab it by the scruff of its neck, turn around, and dash back to the guest room.]