21: Chapter 21 Wang Teng: The Shen family, just you wait!

Blood Crow Mountain, Blood Pool Hall.

Thick scarlet mist filled the entire hall, and the Blood Pool bubbled, emitting a nauseating, fishy-sweet scent.

Wang Teng sat cross-legged in the center of the Blood Pool, his body wrapped in blood-colored energy, crimson light flowing over his skin, with faint, scorching heat waves spreading in all directions.

Suddenly—he opened his eyes!

Two beams of sharp light shot out from his pupils, three feet long, leaving two clear marks in the blood mist!

"Hahahaha!!!"

Wang Teng laughed up at the sky, his laughter full of satisfaction and pride.

He stood up, spiritual energy surging around his body, and an aura far more powerful than before burst forth!

Soul Fire Realm!

And it was the third stage of the Soul Fire Realm!

"The energy of this Blood Pool is amazing! It not only repaired my Crimson Sun Precious Body, but my cultivation also broke through to the third stage of the Soul Fire Realm in one go!"

Wang Teng looked down at his hands, feeling the massive power within his body, the smile on his face growing wider.

He clenched his fists, crimson light condensing on them, the scorching heat waves dispelling some of the surrounding mist.

"Is this the power of the Soul Fire Realm?"

Wang Teng muttered to himself, his eyes filled with intoxication.

He remembered clearly that three days ago, he was lying on the bed half-dead, his Crimson Sun Precious Body on the verge of collapse, his cultivation nearly falling.

But now—not only was his Treasured Body repaired, but his cultivation had jumped three stages, directly breaking through to the Soul Fire Realm!

"If I were to fight Chen Xuanji again right now..."

Wang Teng's mouth curled into a disdainful arc: "One sword! I only need one sword to kill him!"

That Chen Xuanji was only at the ninth stage of the Meridian Opening Realm, not even having stepped into the Soul Fire Realm; what right did he have to fight him?

As for Shen Quan...

Wang Teng sneered: "That piece of trash from the Shen Family is even more pathetic!"

The scene at the martial arts arena that day appeared in his mind.

Shen Quan had defeated Chen Xuanji and stolen the spotlight.

But so what?

In front of him now, Shen Quan was just an ant!

"And the Shen Family..."

A trace of resentment flashed in Wang Teng's eyes.

That day at the martial arts arena, he had vomited blood and collapsed in front of tens of thousands of people, becoming a laughingstock!

All of this was thanks to the Shen Family!

Although he still had no evidence that it was the Shen Family who had poisoned him, who else could it be but the Shen Family, with that bizarre power?

"Just you wait."

Wang Teng gritted his teeth, enunciating each word: "Sooner or later, I will destroy the Shen Family, and not even a chicken or dog will be left alive!"

"Especially that Shen Qingyuan..."

He thought of that lazy young man, thought of how Fairy Qingyue was respectful to him, and a strong fire of jealousy surged in his heart.

"A piece of trash at the Meridian Opening Realm, what right does he have to make Fairy Qingyue so submissive?"

"Fairy Qingyue must have been deceived by some trick of Shen Qingyuan's!"

A trace of greed flashed in Wang Teng's eyes.

"Once I destroy the Shen Family, Fairy Qingyue will be mine! By then..."

Some sordid images appeared in his mind, and a lewd smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

However—just as he was immersed in his fantasies, he suddenly felt a chill shoot straight from his spine to his forehead!

The chill was bone-chilling, like the gaze of the Grim Reaper!

Wang Teng stiffened and turned his head abruptly!

By the side of the Blood Pool, a figure in white had appeared at some point.

Her clothes were like snow, her dark hair like a waterfall, her brows and eyes as cold as frost.

She stood there quietly, a faint chill lingering around her, as if a Fairy from a moon palace had descended to the mortal world.

"Qing... Fairy Qingyue?!"

Wang Teng widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief.

There was no one else in the Blood Pool Hall besides him!

How did this woman appear?!

"Why are you here?!"

Wang Teng instinctively took a step back, his voice trembling.

It wasn't that he was timid; it was just that the shadow cast by Fairy Qingyue's sword on the street last time was too deep.

One sword!

Just one sword!

He had vomited blood and collapsed, his Crimson Sun Precious Body nearly collapsing!

Although he had now broken through to the third stage of the Soul Fire Realm and his strength had skyrocketed, he still felt an instinctive fear when facing this woman who could defeat him with one sword.

Luo Qingyue did not answer.

She just looked at Wang Teng quietly, her cold eyes without a ripple, as if she were looking at an ant.

Wang Teng felt his heart creeped out by her gaze, and he braced himself, straightening his back, bluffing: "Fairy Qingyue, this is Blood Crow Mountain! Old Ancestor Blood Crow is on the mountain. I advise you to leave immediately, otherwise, if you disturb the Old Ancestor, you..."

Before he could finish, Luo Qingyue moved.

She raised her hand, her jade-white fingers flicking gently.

"Swish—"

A sword light shot out from her fingertips!

The sword light was incomparably sharp, fast as lightning, and reached Wang Teng in an instant!

Wang Teng's pupils constricted, and the hairs all over his body stood on end!

He wanted to dodge, but found that his body couldn't move at all!

The sword light seemed to carry some terrifying pressure, pinning him in place!

"No—!!!"

Wang Teng screamed miserably, trying his best to urge the spiritual energy in his body.

Crimson light surged wildly on his body, the power of the Crimson Sun Precious Body pushed to the limit, and scorching heat waves swept in all directions!

However—the sword light did not stop at all.

It gently sliced across Wang Teng's body, just like slicing through a piece of tofu.

"Puchi!"

Blood splattered!

Wang Teng's body split from the middle, divided into two halves, and fell to both sides!

"Thump!"

The two halves of the corpse crashed into the Blood Pool, splashing blood into the sky.

Fresh blood spread in the Blood Pool, mixing with the original scarlet liquid, indistinguishable from each other.

Wang Teng's eyes were wide open, a look of horror and disbelief still lingering on his face.

Until his death, he couldn't understand—why would Fairy Qingyue appear here?

Why did she dare to strike on Blood Crow Mountain?

How did he just die like this?

He was the Crimson Sun Precious Body! A Crimson Sun Precious Body that only appears once in a million people! A peerless Genius with the potential to ask the Dao and peer into the Saint realm in the future!

He hadn't yet had a chance to show his ambition, hadn't yet had a chance to destroy the Shen Family, hadn't yet had a chance to possess Fairy Qingyue...

How could he just die?

Wang Teng's consciousness gradually dissipated, finally freezing on that figure in white like snow.

Luo Qingyue withdrew her hand, looked down at the two halves of the corpse in the Blood Pool, her eyes without a ripple.

"Crimson Sun Precious Body?"

She whispered to herself, her tone indifferent: "If you haven't grown up, you are just an ant."

After speaking, she looked at the Blood Pool again.

"Blood Crow Mountain has bizarre methods; there might be a way to revive."

She immediately took out a jade bottle from her bosom and poured the dark red liquid inside into the Blood Pool.

This was a kind of poison she had concocted, extremely powerful, capable of eroding the Divine Soul.

Even a Cultivator at the Primal Chaos Realm would suffer damage to their Divine Soul if they touched it, and it would be difficult to remove.

Even if Wang Teng really had a way to revive, he would definitely die after being contaminated with this highly toxic poison.

After doing all this, she turned and walked towards the outside of the hall.

However—just as she reached the door of the hall, Luo Qingyue paused.

She raised her head and looked forward.

Outside the Blood Pool Hall, on a huge square, it was unknown when it had become full of people.

A full hundred figures surrounded the entire square tightly.

Leading them was an old man with white hair and beard and a gloomy face, his eyes revealing an eerie red light, his body filled with a thick bloody aura.

It was Old Ancestor Blood Crow!

Seventh stage of the Void Piercing Realm!

Behind him stood five Cultivators with powerful auras, the weakest being at the first stage of the Void Piercing Realm, and the strongest even reaching the fifth stage of the Void Piercing Realm!

Further back were a dozen or so Dharma Image Realm and over a hundred Huahong Realm Blood Crow Mountain Disciples, each holding a Magical Artifact, full of Killing Intent!

"A mere Dharma Image Realm, daring to break into my Blood Crow Mountain, what great courage!"

And in the crowd, Wang Zhenshan's face changed drastically!

He widened his eyes, staring fixedly at the figure in white like snow, his whole body struck by lightning!

"Qing... Fairy Qingyue?!"

How could she be here?! What is she doing at Blood Crow Mountain?!

Wang Zhenshan felt a strong sense of unease rise in his heart, and he slammed his head to look in the direction of the Blood Pool Hall.

Where is Teng'er?

Teng'er is still in the Blood Pool Hall!

He couldn't care about anything else and rushed directly towards the Blood Pool Hall.

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