After returning to the village, start chasing the mountain from binding Emei

Chapter 956 Blood Recognition of Master? A Strange Treasure at the Bottom of the Pool!

The blood dripped onto the two eggs, and the eggs of the unknown spirit beast absorbed the blood almost instantly, like a dried sponge.

"Not enough, keep going."

The old man said it calmly.

not enough?

Both of them were taken aback. How much blood could a spirit beast egg recognize its master?

Perhaps these two spirit beast eggs are truly powerful; only the powerful need more blood.

Neither of them felt any connection with the creature inside the egg in their hands.

Without thinking too much about it at the time, the more blood required for a spirit beast to recognize its master, the stronger the spirit beast was.

Just now they had only cut their fingertips, but now neither of them hesitated and made a cut on their palms, with blood dripping onto the eggs.

The old man had been observing coldly from the sidelines when suddenly, as if he had realized something, he turned around abruptly and swung his sword.

"Shh!"

The sword light flew towards the valley entrance.

A dark, indistinct object fell from the cliff face at the mouth of the valley.

insect!

It was a beetle the size of a fist.

The beetle's thorax was pierced by the sword light, almost breaking it in two. It fell to the ground, struggled for a moment, and then died.

Bone-eating beetle?
The old man frowned slightly, clearly recognizing the insect.

He inwardly cried out in alarm.

Bone-eating beetles are insects that always travel in groups. If you spot one, its entire colony is likely nearby.

If you kill one, the scent it releases will immediately attract the furious revenge of the entire swarm of bone-eating beetles.

Such a gloomy place is indeed an excellent environment for bone-eating beetles to grow.

Thinking of this, the old man's expression changed slightly, knowing that he could not delay any longer.

If we delay, something might happen.

Seeing his two juniors still slowly bleeding out, he frowned.

"Why are you so slow? Let me help you!"

The old man said something and then walked up to the short, middle-aged man.

"Uncle Master..."

The short, middle-aged man genuinely believed the old man was there to help him. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the old man raise his sword and, without a word, slash his neck.

"what?"

Another middle-aged man was completely dumbfounded.

This sudden scene startled him, and he stumbled backward, landing hard on his backside.

The short, middle-aged man stared in disbelief as red liquid gushed from his neck, splashing onto the unknown red egg.

The blood-red color on the egg's body became extremely eerie, as if something inside was frantically swallowing some liquid.

The short, middle-aged man opened his mouth, trying to say something, but no sound came out of his throat. He was quickly thrown to the ground by the old man, his body convulsing uncontrollably.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

Only then did the other middle-aged man realize what was happening and let out a terrified scream.

It would have been better if he hadn't called out, because the old man came straight towards him.

The middle-aged man was terrified. "Dad, have you gone mad?"

Although the person in front of him was his father, at this moment, those eyes looked so unfamiliar.

He held the egg in one hand and the sword in the other, backing away while warily watching the old man in front of him.

Instinct told him that his father wanted to kill him.

absurd!

The middle-aged man found it absurd. He was the only son in his family, and his father had always doted on him since he was a child. How could his father possibly kill him?

However, the feeling of being enveloped by murderous intent is undeniable.

"If you're not my father, then who are you?"

The middle-aged man suddenly shouted.

However, his answer was a flash of sword light.

"Shh!"

The sword flashed across his chest, instantly bringing with it a spray of blood.

The middle-aged man stopped abruptly, looked down at his chest, and then looked up at the old man in front of him.

"Why, why..."

Before he could finish speaking, he collapsed to the ground.

Blood was spilled all over the ground.

The egg in his hand fell to the ground and quickly absorbed the blood on the ground.

"Humph!"

The old man stroked his beard, his face full of sarcasm. "If the spirit egg didn't need blood to hatch, why would I be dragging along two burdens like you..."

The two convulsed for a moment, then fell silent.

Both pairs of eyes still revealed the despair before death and a deep disbelief.

They never imagined, even in death, that their old man would suddenly turn on them and kill them.

Blood is used to identify a master; where would one find someone who slits their throat?
In no time, the two eggs had absorbed all the blood on the ground.

After absorbing the blood, the blood-red eggshells became unusually vibrant and eerie. The eggshells gradually softened and disappeared, revealing tiny pink follicles inside.

These follicles cluster together, each only the size of a sesame seed, somewhat like the eggs of an apple snail, and look like a bunch of tiny grapes.

There were so many follicles that you could even see tiny black dots inside if you looked closely. If someone with trypophobia saw this, they would probably get goosebumps all over.

"It's done. As long as we put these spirit eggs into the pool, relying on the yin energy of this place, they will fully hatch in three years at most..."

A hint of joy appeared on the old man's face as he muttered to himself and prepared to pick up the spirit egg.

"sieve!"

However, at that moment, alarm bells suddenly went off in the old man's mind.

A gust of wind swept past him from behind.

"Ok?"

Almost instinctively, the old man hurriedly turned around, barely dodging the strong wind from behind.

However, when he saw clearly what was flying towards him, his expression changed instantly.

A cluster of firelight flew past his body and headed straight for a cluster of spirit eggs on the ground.

not good!

The old man cried out in alarm and tried to reach out to stop them, but it was too late.

The flames landed on the pink spirit egg by sheer coincidence.

"call!"

The spirit egg instantly burst into flames.

"No!"

The old man's expression changed drastically, and he immediately tried to rush over to put out the fire. Just then, a sword light swept towards him from behind.

"Keng!"

The old man had no choice but to turn around and draw his sword to block the attack.

Fire burst out.

The force of the sword light sent him flying more than ten meters away, his feet leaving a long trail on the ground.

The small pink egg, engulfed in flames, was crackling and burning, clearly beyond saving!
"Boy, you are so brave!"

The old man held his sword and looked ahead. He saw a young man and a rat approaching him head-on from about 40 or 50 meters away, at the mouth of a mountain stream.

……

"Ha, even if I'm bold, can I be bolder than you?"

Chen Yang strode closer, his gaze sweeping over the old man.

Two middle-aged men lay on the ground, already lifeless.

He rushed as fast as he could, but he was still a step too late.

That insect is a real beast.

A murderous glint flashed in Chen Yang's eyes. He conjured a wisp of liver fire, flicked his finger, and shot it towards another cluster of insect eggs on the ground.

"do not want!"

The old man's expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed in surprise.

However, his shout had barely faded when the flames landed on the insect eggs.

In an instant, flames shot up, followed by another series of crackling sounds.

Seeing this, the old man's eyes reddened.

It was so close to succeeding, but this kid ruined it all.

"Boy, you deserve to die!"

The old man roared and charged forward with his sword.

Chen Yang didn't even look at him directly, but Mo Yuan, eager to make a name for himself, suddenly stepped out.

The swords of the two men on the ground suddenly flew up and shot towards the old man.

Although this rat's cultivation level has declined significantly, its mental state and swordsmanship level remain intact. It's just that its cultivation is insufficient, so the power it unleashes is not as strong.

The sword intent of the four realms allows one to control the sword with intention, as if it were an arm; wherever the intention points, the sword will follow.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

The old man was a sword cultivator at the late stage of the Creation Realm, but his swordsmanship was lacking. He was still a bit short of the third level of swordsmanship and was far inferior to fourth-level sword cultivators.

Relying on his superior cultivation, the old man managed to fight Mo Yuan to a standstill. Sword light flashed incessantly in the valley, accompanied by the sounds of metal clashing.

Having once been a powerful expert in the late stage of the Dao Realm, Mo Yuan controlled his sword with ease, while the old man fought and retreated, and was soon forced into a corner at the foot of the cliff.

Mo Yuan seemed to have lost interest, and suddenly moved a little closer, striking out with a palm strike in mid-air.

"boom!"

An arc of light shot out from its claws and struck the old man.

"Keng!"

The old man's sword flew out of his hand, and he was struck by lightning, flying backward and crashing into the cliff face before tumbling heavily to the ground.

"Wait, don't kill him yet."

Just as Mo Yuan was about to deliver the final blow, Chen Yang suddenly called out to him.

Mo Yuan stopped what he was doing and tactfully retreated to Chen Yang's side.

The old man fell to the ground, his clothes were torn to shreds by the electric shock, his hair was a mess, and his face was charred black. He looked nothing like a human being.
"come out!"

Chen Yang had no interest in circling around with a worm; his icy voice sounded as if he could slice the old man to pieces.

The old man looked up at Chen Yang, "I am Xiao Mingzong of Qingniu Mountain. Our five sects and eight branches are all connected. Boy, if you dare to attack me, what will happen after we leave..."

"So much nonsense."

Chen Yang shook his head and immediately released the bone-eating beetle.

A swarm of insects rushed forward and began to tear and bite wildly.

With a scream of agony from Xiao Mingzong, he was soon torn to shreds by the swarm of insects.

The swarm of insects retreated, leaving only a single red insect about a meter long in the same spot.

The red worm immediately tried to run into the pool.

Chen Yang had anticipated this and sent out several silver needles, pinning it directly to the ground.

"Kid, you ruined my plans, you deserve to die!"

The red worm's spirit fluctuated violently; its body twisted and struggled as it roared in anger.

Chen Yang stared at it coldly. "It seems your bones are much harder than the other two, Sixth and Seventh, right, Fifth Brother?"

Upon hearing this, Red Worm was immediately shocked, "What did you do to them?"

"what happened?"

Chen Yang chuckled, "Of course we should kill them. How can we keep scourges like you around for the New Year if we don't kill them? If they hadn't betrayed you, do you think I would have come after you?"

"Damn it, those two good-for-nothings."

The red worm was furious and unleashed a torrent of abuse.

After a moment, having calmed down slightly, it turned its pointed head towards Chen Yang from a distance and said, "Since I've fallen into your hands, I have nothing to say. Just kill me."

"Ah."

Chen Yang chuckled, "You've got guts, no wonder your ancestor entrusted this task to you..."

"Hmph, I don't know what you're talking about," Red Worm sneered.

Chen Yang said, "Your ancestor only asked you to bring in the insect eggs to hatch..."

"I do not know."

Red Worm was completely uncooperative, like a dead pig unafraid of boiling water, and refused to cooperate with Chen Yang's questions at all. "If you have the guts, kill me, and someone will naturally avenge me afterwards."

"It seems you really won't shed a tear until you see the coffin."

Chen Yang shook his head slightly, a wisp of anger rising within him, and flicked his finger at the red worm.

The flames landed on the red worm and immediately burst into flames.

"what……"

The intense pain caused the red worm to struggle and scream, its mental energy fluctuating violently, and its body twisted in extreme ways, making it somewhat gruesome.

The amount of true fire released by Chen Yang was not large. With his intentional control, it could burn the creature, but it wouldn't kill it.

It could only endure immense pain and wail in agony.

"How's it going? Has your bone softened up yet?"

After burning for a while, Chen Yang waved his sleeve, and a gust of wind blew by, instantly extinguishing the flames on the red worm's body.

The red worm twisted its body, looking quite miserable. "I won't say anything. If you're so capable, give me a quick death."

What a truly indomitable spirit!
"Easy to say!"

Chen Yang snorted coldly, and an even larger ball of true fire instantly enveloped the red worm.

This time, no matter how much the insect roared, Chen Yang didn't even flinch.

"Stop. What do you want to know? I'll tell you..."

Perhaps being burned by real fire was too painful, because in the end, Hongchong could not bear it, his mental strength fluctuated violently, and he begged Chen Yang for mercy.

"I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it. Now, it's too late."

Chen Yang didn't even glance at it.

The flames continued to burn for a while, the red worm turned into a black worm, leaving behind only a twisted, steel-like remnant.

"How did you kill it?"

Mo Yuan moved closer to Chen Yang's feet. This insect was begging for mercy, so why not listen to what it could say?

"It's just a matter of seeking death and getting it."

Chen Yang's tone was indifferent; given the insect's attitude, he didn't expect to get any useful information from it.

Even if it exists, its credibility is not high.

Therefore, when this insect displayed its indomitable spirit, Chen Yang had already given up all hope for it.

The double pupil technique is ineffective against this insect, and it can't read the insect's memories, so why keep it?
This insect possesses a human body, which goes against the laws of nature. There is no reason not to kill it if you encounter it.

Chen Yang arrived at the spot where Xiao Mingzong had just placed the insect eggs.

The ground was scorched by real fire, leaving a black pit, and both insect eggs were completely burned.

He arrived a little late and was unable to save the two middle-aged men from Qingniu Mountain, but he was still timely enough to prevent Xiao Mingzong from releasing the insects into the pool.

If these eggs are put into a pond, such a large pond of water will be difficult to clean up.

It can be said to be a blessing in misfortune.

The two men from Qingniu Mountain died unjustly, but it wasn't Chen Yang's fault. He could help collect their remains and take them out, but people's hearts are unpredictable, and things might get complicated once they're out there.

Chen Yang simply burned it to the ground, ending the matter once and for all and avoiding any unnecessary trouble.

"This place has a very strong yin and evil aura."

Mo Yuan circled the edge of the pool, his bright eyes fixed on the tranquil water, as if trying to pierce through it.

Chen Yang also sensed that the Yin energy here was indeed very strong, no less than that of the Corpse Eye Pool in Dawa Mountain.

The surrounding area was littered with skeletons, and there wasn't a single visible creature. It was deathly still, a stark contrast to the celestial scene seen from the outside.

He looked around and used radar to scan the pool and the surrounding mountain walls, but found nothing suspicious.

Mo Yuan's gaze was fixed on the pool, and suddenly, a strange light flashed in his eyes, "There's something at the bottom of the pool."

Ok?
Chen Yang was slightly taken aback. He had just checked with radar and found nothing unusual.

The pool is forty or fifty meters deep, and the radar can transmit clear images from below.

Aside from some shade-loving plants and aquatic vegetation, there were only skeletons inside.

The bottom of the pool was covered with a thick layer of skeletons, including all kinds of animals, big and small, neatly arranged, all in their skeletal state.

Chen Yang quickly used his mental energy to check again, but found nothing unusual.

But the absence of abnormality is precisely what is truly abnormal.

So many skeletons couldn't have appeared out of thin air. The Yin energy in this place is so strong, there's no reason why it wouldn't give birth to something malevolent.

Chen Yang opened his eye aperture and activated his third eye.

Wisps of black smoke rose from the pool and dispersed in all directions. Below the surface of the water, there was a large black shadow.

Amidst this vast expanse of black shadow, a faint glimmer of blue light flickered.

Although it was very faint, Chen Yang's aura-gazing technique made it clear.

"what?"

Chen Yang frowned and directly used his primordial spirit to probe.

After the primordial spirit energy penetrated deep into the water, it quickly encountered a resistance from another energy source.

In the cracks of the thick pile of bones, strands of water plants, as thin as hair, quietly rise, and the dense, malevolent energy seems to be released from these water plants.

Chen Yang activated his primordial spirit, forcefully penetrating downwards.

Beneath the pile of bones, the source of the bluish light appeared to be a long, moss-covered object.

The object was stuck deep in the water plants, and it was easy to mistake it for the surrounding skeletons if you didn't look closely.

Could it be some kind of treasure?
Chen Yang's eyes flickered slightly, and a ball of red metallic thread appeared in his hand.

This was originally obtained from Li Changsheng. When activated with true essence, it is as easy as using an arm to restrain or capture people, although it is not as powerful as Tan Jue's red rope.

The thread is long enough.

Chen Yang grasped the ball of thread, poured in his true essence, and the thread, guided by his spiritual power, suddenly shot into the pool.

One end of the thread went straight for the long, narrow object buried beneath the skeleton.

It quickly wrapped itself around the long, unidentified object.

Chen Yang grabbed the other end of the line and gently pulled it upwards.

It's quite powerful.

"Master, wait..."

At this moment, Mo Yuan suddenly called him to a stop.

Chen Yang looked at it.

Mo Yuan said, "I have a feeling that there might be some ferocious creature hiding down there. When you pulled just now, I sensed a trace of its aura leaking out."

Is it?

A malevolent creature? Its aura has been leaked?
Chen Yang didn't notice.

(End of this chapter)