128: Call of the Ancient Gods

Just as the Su Family and the Blood Servant Sect were in a heated argument, Li Yan had already finished absorbing a drop of the Ancient God's true blood from the Bloodline Poison Pool.

[Host, you have absorbed a drop of the Bloodline Emperor Lord's true blood and gained an introductory understanding of the Blood Dao Pattern.]

[From the Blood Dao Pattern, you sensed that the Bloodline Emperor Lord, an Ancient God, has fallen into a deep slumber for unknown reasons.]

[It is calling out to you from its Ancient Tomb! Calling out to every Blood Cultivator!]

The sudden influx of thoughts into his brain made Li Yan shiver and awaken from the Bloodline Poison Pool.

The pool of blood had also turned into clear pure water.

Li Yan could no longer pretend to be asleep and slowly opened his eyes.

He was puzzled; the Emperor Lord should have absorbed a large amount of Spiritual Qi, leading to the arrival of the Age of Dharma Decline.

If he knew Li Yan's whereabouts, he would surely come over immediately and kill Li Yan.

But now, the Bloodline Emperor Lord needed to rely on these blood magic cultivators to do some minor things.

The Emperor Lord seemed to have disappeared from the Immortal Cultivation World, leaving behind only a large number of Blood Cultivator followers.

Why was this?

Logically, with the decline of Spiritual Qi, no one in this world should be able to stop that Ancient God anymore.

Yet, Cloud City could still exist, indicating that something must have happened.

There were still many questions he needed to figure out.

Moreover, the useful information extracted from that drop of true blood made Li Yan eager to try something.

The Bloodline Emperor Lord is gone, but the large number of disciples and followers he left behind can be used by me.

Why not take this opportunity to turn all the Blood Cultivators in the world into my servants?

Currently, in the entire Immortal Cultivation World, truly Cultivating people might only account for one percent.

And ninety-nine percent of Cultivators might be Cultivators who Cultivate Blood Law.

If all these people became my servants, then who would truly be the Ancient God?

Such a rebellious idea emerged in Li Yan's mind.

Contending for godhood with an Ancient God seemed bold and had a desperate, all-or-nothing feel to it.

But only Li Yan knew that living in this Immortal Cultivation World, if he didn't find a way, he would eventually be killed by the Ancient God.

As his strength increased, and as he appeared more and more frequently in ancient texts.

And when a Cultivator came into contact with too much forbidden knowledge of Ancient Gods, he would be closer and closer to death.

The more one understood, the faster one died.

If one wanted to break free from this law, one could only seize the initiative and take over before the Ancient God awakened!

As Li Yan sat in the water pool in contemplation, Sixth Elder Xu Mo beside him spoke.

"Saint, you're awake, aren't you?"

"Allow me to introduce you, this is Su Family Head, Su Wang, her Dao name is Scarlet Blood Immortal."

"The Su Family's ancestors produced several Immortal Emperors who Ascended to White Jade Capital."

"During the Immortal Law Era, they were a prominent family in the Immortal Cultivation World, and after the Blood Law Era began, they wisely pledged allegiance to the Bloodline Emperor Lord."

In the mirror, Su Family Head, Su Wang, wore a light, sheer red dress, and her slender, fair, beautiful legs were particularly eye-catching.

Su Wang pursed her red lips slightly, her eyes fixed on Li Yan's handsome Face.

"Su Wang greets the Saint."

"If the Saint does not mind, the Su Family is willing to give everything to assist the Saint in ascending to the position of Dao Master!"

As she spoke, Su Wang's eyes subtly conveyed affection: "If the Saint desires, the Su Residence will immediately become your residence. My boudoir can also be given to the Saint."

Hearing this, the Sect Master of the Blood Servant Sect in the other mirror stroked his thick beard and cursed Su Wang.

"Disgusting! Disgusting!"

"Disgusting's mother opened the door for disgusting, they're home!"

"She's already so old, yet still 'little girl, little girl'... bah! A hypocritical old hag."

The Sect Master of the Blood Servant Sect spat on the ground, his Face full of disdain.

"Saint, don't listen to that old hag."

"That old hag definitely wants to drain you dry!"

"Saint, listen to my advice, Yan Poshan! The farther away you are from that old hag, the better."

"This woman, she's not a good person!"

Facing the Blood Servant Sect's Yan Poshan's slander, Su Wang snorted coldly.

"I'm not a good person? You, a wild card who started as a bandit, how can you compare to my Su Family, a generational immortal Sect?"

Su Wang looked down on Yan Poshan from the bottom of her Minds Eye; his rise to power was a history of burning, killing, and looting.

He started as a small bandit, was lucky enough to receive the favor of an Ancient God, and learned the Bloodline Law.

From then on, Yan Poshan, from a small bandit, gradually gathered a team and began to develop and grow.

From a bandit stronghold, he transformed it into a Blood Law Sect.

For the Immortal Cultivation World, which values seniority and background.

The status of such a bandit, who transformed into a Sect Old Ancestor, was even lower than a stray dog on the side of the road.

Even a Loose Cultivator's status was stronger than this Yan Poshan!

Yan Poshan, hearing Su Wang's mockery of him, the rough man stroked his beard and laughed loudly.

"We all Cultivate Blood Law; isn't it because we can't stand the Immortal Cultivation World's seniority system and stubbornness?"

"Those Cultivators who preach benevolence and morality everywhere exploit Heaven And Earth Treasure, disregarding the suffering of the common people!"

"The immortal herbs all over the mountains have become the property of Cultivation Sects, and if common people want to pick some herbs to treat illnesses, they are even killed by those Cultivators!"

After speaking, Yan Poshan pointed at Su Wang: "Cultivation families, you are high above, detached from worldly affairs, and don't eat the food of mortals."

"But now, why don't you Cultivate immortality anymore, and have switched to Cultivating Blood Law? Hypocrisy, truly utterly hypocritical!"

"I, Yan Poshan, came from a bandit background, but I robbed Cultivators! I killed Daoists and monks and such."

"I robbed the Buddha's gold and silver jewelry, robbed the Daoist's herb garden, and distributed them to the poor people. If you think I am a bandit, then I accept it!"

Li Yan listened silently from the side, but his heart was greatly shaken.

What?

This Yan Poshan Cultivated Blood Law, but he only robbed Cultivators?

A heinous bandit leader, yet he was a good person who robbed the rich to help the poor and led the impoverished people to Cultivate?

This sounded somewhat bizarre, but this world itself was very absurd.

Su Wang gritted her teeth, looking at the thick-browed, big-eyed, bearded Yan Poshan; she clenched her fists and couldn't utter a word for a long time.

Finally, she retorted.

"Yes, you, Yan Poshan, are a Saint."

"But you look so unkempt, your daughter probably... won't catch the Saint's Dharma Eye."

When Su Wang said this, Li Yan subconsciously looked at Yan Poshan.

That man with a full beard, a dark round Face, had a sense of déjà vu of Black Whirlwind Li Kui.

How could such a rough man give birth to a beautiful daughter?

Upon hearing someone question his precious daughter's appearance, Yan Poshan burst into laughter.

"My precious daughter has always been kept deep in the Sect's mountains; I've never let her show her Face."

"Today, it can be considered giving the Saint some Face, so I'll let my precious daughter come out and make an appearance!"

Li Yan was indifferent to their dispute.

Even if Yan Poshan's daughter was beautiful, it had nothing to do with him; his mind was only on becoming stronger, with no other distractions.

However, when that young girl appeared in front of the mirror, Li Yan stood up from the Bloodline Poison Pool.

"How is this possible?"

Li Yan stared dumbfounded at the young girl in the mirror, his Face full of disbelief.