77: Chapter 77 A New Clone: ​​Come Out, Wang Tiezhu

Gu Han sneered and casually opened a jade box.

Inside the box lay a pitch-black Medicinal Pill, its surface wrapped in seven golden patterns.

As soon as his Divine Sense touched the pill's body, the vast essence within it reflected onto his Divine Sense.

"Good stuff."

He flicked his finger, and the moment the jade box closed, he suddenly noticed a roll of yellowed parchment pressed at the bottom of the pile of jewelry.

He pulled it out and took a look; it was actually half a map marking the distribution of Spiritual Veins across the various regions of the Great Chu Dynasty.

The location of the capital was marked with a hideous skull drawn in cinnabar.

"Interesting..."

The second ring opened in response.

This time, a thick stench of blood rushed towards him. Over a hundred glass bottles were neatly stacked, each containing a different organ soaking inside.

The bottles in the front row had labels.

【Jiaxu Year, Qingzhou, Meridian Connecting Realm Sword Cultivator's Heart Aperture】

"Is the Heavenly Secret Pavilion collecting Cultivator organs?"

Gu Han frowned slightly and suddenly discovered a black iron box at the very bottom.

The Seal on the box was dazzlingly complex, but under his Heavenly Human Realm Divine Sense, these Restrictions were as good as non-existent.

"Boom."

The moment the lid was lifted, a beam of blood-colored light shot straight to the ceiling.

When the light dissipated, a thumb-sized blood-colored crystal lay quietly in the box, its surface covered in fine, vein-like patterns.

"What is this thing?"

Gu Han's breathing hitched slightly, his brows furrowed tightly.

The life essence contained within this crystal surged like a tide.

Even more shockingly, a miniature blood-colored figure was vaguely visible inside the crystal.

"A crystal condensed from the life essence of a Cultivator?"

"This Heavenly Secret Pavilion..."

He slammed the box shut, cold light flashing in his eyes.

No wonder Chen Xuanji said the Heavenly Secret Pavilion was more ruthless than the Demonic Cult.

These sanctimonious hypocrites were secretly refining life essence crystals using living Cultivators.

When the third ring was opened, Gu Han's pupils contracted sharply.

This spatial ring was empty, save for a bronze compass floating in the center.

The style of the compass was extremely similar to the one Chen Xuanji had, only its surface was covered in cracks, and the pointer was broken into three pieces.

"Fragments of the Heavenly Secret Compass?"

Just as he was about to probe it with his Divine Sense, the compass suddenly began to rotate on its own.

The three broken pointer segments writhed and pieced themselves together like living things, actually projecting a dynamic image onto the compass surface.

In the Imperial City shrouded by a blood moon, twelve pillars of blood shot into the sky.

At the top of each blood pillar stood a person in blood-colored robes, and together they were supporting a broken blood-colored blade.

Small text was marked at the bottom of the image.

【Three months later at the Hour of the Rat, the Blood Sacrifice will restart】

【The Imperial Dynasty's Luck will be poured into it, and the blood river will condense and reappear】

"blood river netherworld blade"

Gu Han's heart shook violently.

These were clearly the fragments of the blood river netherworld blade that had been shattered a few days ago.

He hadn't expected the Blood God Cult to plan a Blood Sacrifice three months later.

They intended to use the entire Luck of the Great Chu Dynasty to attract all the previously shattered fragments back to reforge the blood river netherworld blade.

Moreover, the Heavenly Secret Pavilion seemed to be involved as well, even playing a very important role in it.

Suddenly, the compass shattered completely with a "crack."

Blood-gold light surged in Gu Han's eyes.

"A Blood Sacrifice in the Imperial City in three months."

"What a grand scheme..."

He clenched his fingers suddenly, grinding the shattered compass into powder.

At this moment, dozens of auras were approaching from several miles away.

"The Heavenly Secret Pavilion's dogs certainly have a keen sense of smell."

Gu Han sneered, and Heavenly Prison True Qi erupted from his palm.

The headless corpse of the Soul Chasing Envoy instantly ignited with eerie blue flames, and along with the bloodstains on the ground, it turned into blue smoke.

He grabbed the seven shattered copper coin fragments from the air, and as True Qi flowed between his fingers, they were melted into a thumb-sized silver ingot.

"Swish."

The silver ingot pierced through the air and nailed into the courtyard wall, landing perfectly in the shadow of a brick crevice.

Gu Han flicked his finger, and a wisp of Heavenly Prison True Qi entered it; spiderweb-like blood-colored patterns immediately appeared on the surface of the silver ingot.

"Since you want to play..."

He turned around, kicked open the hidden compartment in the bedroom, and stuffed all the packed gold and silver into his bosom.

Just as he was about to leave, he paused and backhanded three blade auras.

These three blade auras silently sank into the gate.

Taking advantage of the night, Gu Han's figure darted towards other places like a ghost, his Heavenly Prison Steps creating continuous afterimages on the dark tiles.

Gu Han twisted and turned through the intricate alleys of the slums.

After making sure he had shaken off the pursuers, he tore off his blood-stained outer robe and changed into casual clothes.

"Swish."

Gu Han's face and figure could be seen continuously twisting and changing.

The muscles on his face squirmed eerily, and his Heavenly Prison True Qi continuously altered his facial features.

His bones emitted faint "crack, crack" sounds.

He sneered, revealing a completely unfamiliar face underneath.

His jaw was sharp and angular, his sword-like eyebrows slanted up into his temples, and even his pupils had changed from their original pitch black to amber.

"Crack."

Amidst the sound of neck bones dislocating, his height grew by three inches out of thin air.

His originally lean figure now became burly and tall, and even his knuckles grew thicker.

"This is enough to fool ordinary Cultivators."

Gu Han curled his lips.

"Bang."

A loud noise came from the distance.

The people from the Heavenly Secret Pavilion had triggered the three blade auras Gu Han had left behind.

A cold sneer hooked the corners of Gu Han's lips.

He executed the Heavenly Prison Steps to the limit, his figure turning into a blurry afterimage and disappearing at the end of the alley.

...

The blood-colored moonlight pierced through the broken tiles of the dilapidated temple, casting spiderweb-like shadows on the mottled floor tiles.

Gu Han sat cross-legged in the ruins of the shrine.

"This place is quiet enough."

"I'll make do here for the night."

"Tomorrow, after joining the Zhenwu Division, I'll go to the agency and buy a courtyard."

"And start stirring up trouble with my new identity."

Thinking of this, the corners of Gu Han's mouth couldn't help but curl up.

Immediately, he took out the Thousand Illusions Formless Art.

"I hope this Cultivation Technique can truly allow me to be "ever-changing," without self or form."

"I can imitate anyone in the world."

"brother system, time to work."

As Gu Han silently chanted in his heart, a life origin crystal quietly vanished, exchanged for ten years of experience in cultivating the Thousand Illusions Formless Art.

As one life origin crystal after another was continuously consumed.

The moment the vast cultivation memories and experience poured into his Sea of Consciousness, the muscles on Gu Han's face squirmed like living things.

Amidst the popping sounds of bones like beans, his figure sometimes expanded like a giant, and sometimes shrunk like a dwarf.

"Still not enough..."

Gu Han suddenly tore open his collar, the muscles on his chest and abdomen undulating like waves.

With a "crack" sound of his spine dislocating, he transformed into a hunched old man, his voice even becoming hoarse.

"If the Thousand-Faced Demonic Lord had known this technique could be used this way back then..."

Before he finished speaking, fine scales suddenly appeared on the surface of his skin, which were clearly characteristics of the Yao Race.

In the blink of an eye, Gu Han opened his eyes abruptly.

Blood-gold light swirled in his pupils, reflecting thousands of images on the fragments of the shrine.

Each fragment reflected a completely different face.

"Fortunately, Yang Qianjue didn't tamper with this Martial Skill."

"But it also consumed quite a few life origin crystals."

"Now, with the Perfection-level Thousand Illusions Formless Art and the compass, I don't have to worry about my identity being exposed."

Thinking of this, Gu Han felt he had finally found the magic weapon to maneuver against Yang Qianjue and Jiu Wuming.

Afterwards, with a thought, a semi-transparent panel suddenly appeared before his eyes.

host: Gu Han. life essence: 16 / 420. Aptitude: Top-tier. Physique: Dragon-Elephant Spirit Body. Realm: Heavenly Human Realm, 9th Layer. Cultivation Technique: Heavenly Prison Demon Suppression Scripture (Fragmented) - Perfection. Martial Skill: Blade Drawing Slash - Perfection, Heavenly Prison Steps - Perfection, Thousand Illusions Formless Art - Perfection. life essence Embers: + 15. life origin crystal: 86.

He flicked his finger, and a wisp of Heavenly Prison True Qi outlined blood-colored characters in the void.

It was the secret signal Jiu Wuming had provided to contact the person inside the Zhenwu Guard.

Before the words faded, the Blood God Seal on his wrist suddenly burned with intense pain, and spiderweb-like blood vessels appeared under his skin.

"Heh, you certainly know how to pick your moments..."

Gu Han sneered and stood up.

The moment he stepped out of the temple door, he had transformed into a simple and honest-looking youth with thick eyebrows and a broad face.

His muscles bulged beneath his coarse cloth clothes, and anyone who saw him would think he was just an apprentice doing odd jobs at some martial arts gym.