462: Jiang Yangping's evil side is exposed [The next chapter has been reviewed...]

In Bu Jiang Town, countless people were fully engrossed, listening to a Grandmaster-level expert recount his “adventure”...

“To this day, I don’t know that woman’s name. She just appeared before me so abruptly and tossed me a cultivation method.”

“She told me that this cultivation method was called the Blood Demon Scripture, and it could help me reach the realm I dreamed of...”

“At first, I didn’t believe it at all. Deep down, I thought she was just talking nonsense.”

“But at that time, I was at the end of my rope, on the verge of death. With the mindset of a desperate man, I began to cultivate according to the method described in the scripture...”

“The first ‘Blood Sacrifice’ target I chose was my disciple. After I devoured his blood energy, I was surprised to discover... that my cultivation realm, which had been stagnant for many years, had loosened a little again.”

“Can you imagine? How ecstatic I was at that moment, hahahaha... Heaven truly favors me! Finally, I finally saw the hope of advancing again...”

“...”

Jiang Yangping’s eyes were bloodshot, and he let out a thunderous, fiery laugh. The way he looked at the people by the river was as if he was looking at lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

This made some quick-witted individuals feel a sense of foreboding.

“Senior Jiang, you... you must be joking...”

“As a righteous person, how could you cultivate demonic arts? And even lay hands on your own disciple...”

“Impossible, absolutely impossible! Who doesn’t know that you dote on your disciples the most?”

“To avenge your disciple Fang Mo, you even did not hesitate to start a Grandmaster-level war and arranged a ‘Deathmatch’ with another Young Grandmaster...”

“You are such a loyal and righteous person, how could you be such a deranged individual?”

“...”

At this moment, seeing Jiang Yangping’s somewhat deranged appearance, White Tiger General’s forehead was sweating. He also vaguely sensed that something was amiss.

But he still refused to believe the suspicion in his heart.

After all, he had also grown up listening to Jiang Yangping’s “legends” back then.

Before he met Ye Junlin, he had once regarded Jiang Yangping as an idol in his youth.

He found it hard to accept that the hero who upheld justice in his memory had now become a demon who disregarded human lives for his own selfish desires.

Hearing White Tiger General’s words, Jiang Yangping’s laughter paused, and his face showed a momentary flicker of daze.

But it was quickly overtaken by fanaticism and madness...

“Loyal and righteous? Revenge? Hahahaha...”

“Fang Mo was just one of my many disciples. If he died, he died. What does that have to do with me?”

“Chen Hu, you must understand that once you reach our level of cultivation, things like national hatred, family feuds, or stunning beauty are nothing more than trivial worldly desires.”

“Only reaching the pinnacle of martial arts is the ultimate pursuit of us martial artists. Heh heh... Now that it has come to this, I’m not afraid to tell you...”

“Ever since I discovered that I could advance my cultivation by devouring blood energy, I uncontrollably embarked on the path of ‘Blood Sacrifice’.”

“You see, in just a few years, my martial arts realm has repeatedly broken through, and my cultivation speed has progressed by leaps and bounds. I am currently at the late Grandmaster stage, invincible under heaven!!!”

“...”

Jiang Yangping’s arrogant words echoed throughout Bujiang Bay, and the meaning conveyed by his words made all who heard them tremble with fear.

Ah? This, this, this... Jiang Yangping has actually broken through to the late Grandmaster stage?

I heard that even the God of War Who Protects the Nation, Ye Junlin, has not yet reached this realm, right?

Truly ~ terrifying beyond measure ~ ~ ~ ~

However, the method of his advancement sounds extremely cruel and bloody. He actually gained power by relying on ‘Blood Sacrifice’?!

Such a brutal and inhumane demonic method, shouldn’t everyone rise up and kill him?

But now, who can restrain him?

Wait, if Jiang Yangping didn’t initiate the ‘Deathmatch’ to avenge his disciple, then the reason he appeared here today... could it be... no way! No way!!!

Among the crowd of spectators, some quick-witted individuals, realizing the situation belatedly, were backing away in horror, planning to bolt immediately if things went south... On the other side.

Jiang Yangping, who was originally standing on the small wooden boat, stepped out and landed on the calm water surface.

Then, he shot out like an arrow from a bowstring, with a “whoosh,” directly towards the position where White Tiger General stood.

Behind him, he left a white waterline stretching for hundreds of meters, magnificent in momentum, like an icebreaker carving a path on ice, instantly stirring up huge waves, as if a flood dragon was breaking through the waves...

“To seek the supreme martial arts, I began cultivating the Blood Demon Scripture day and night, for which I captured many sacrifices.”

“And at this time, I found that ordinary people were of minimal help to me. Only martial artists, with their abundant and rich blood energy, could help me break through stages faster.”

“Especially martial artists who have cultivated Inner Strength are even greater tonics, and the higher the cultivation of fellow practitioners, the greater their help to me.”

“But in this age of declining Dharma, martial artists are hard to find. And I couldn’t just go on a rampage and kill indiscriminately, attracting the attention of Kunlun, before my wings were fully grown.”

“Therefore, I set my sights on my own disciples. They were truly foolish and naive, never suspecting me until their deaths.”

“As master and disciple! My strikes were always swift, fierce, and accurate, ensuring my beloved disciples departed painlessly. I imagine they must have felt supreme honor to use their lives to help me reach the pinnacle of martial arts!”

“But the number of disciples is always limited! To ensure a continuous supply of sacrifices, I began to widely accept disciples, trying my best to select those with exceptional talent, painstakingly teaching them, and improving their cultivation and strength.”

“When the time was ripe, I would absorb them one by one. It’s just that this rate of absorption was increasingly unable to keep up with my needs. I... needed more sacrifices...”

“Just then! News came of that good-for-nothing Fang Mo’s death, and the one who killed him... was actually a Grandmaster?”

“So I turned the tables, using the excuse of avenging my beloved disciple, and proposed a ‘Deathmatch’. The purpose was for today, hahahaha... Only such an occasion could legitimately gather so many fellow martial artists...”

“Today, everyone will become my ‘nourishment’ and help me reach the pinnacle of martial arts. Feel honored! Hehehehe——”

“...”