The evil woman cultivates immortality, and the whole clan offers sacrifice to the heaven

Chapter 232 How is she different from the devil?
One, two, three...

Almost all of the cultivators who participated in the exchange meeting and followed Meng Wan out of the venue for fear of being affected by the aftermath of the battle between the Jindan cultivators, entered this Nine-Curve Spiral Array!
Except for the cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage who were spared by Meng Wan because they were too weak, the rest of the cultivators were all turned into blood bags!
Meng Wan continued to refine the cultivators, absorbing their essence and blood, and her cultivation was improving little by little.

Her body was covered with a layer of blood mist, and the sea of ​​blood in her body also underwent earth-shaking changes.

The blood became boiling hot and sticky, bubbling like magma and emitting suffocating heat waves.

It turned out that long before the exchange meeting, Meng Wan had quietly set up the Nine-Curve Spiral Array.

Although she seemed to be leading those people to evacuate, in fact, she quietly led more than 90% of the cultivators into the Nine-Curve Spiral Array.

Those who managed to escape were just pawns she deliberately let go to spread panic.

Meng Wan sat cross-legged. The speed at which she refined the cultivator became faster and faster, and her aura continued to rise.

Under the baptism of blood essence, every inch of her skin became tougher and her bones became stronger.

Finally, at a certain moment, Meng Wan's condition reached its peak. The blood in her body seemed to be ignited, her aura suddenly increased, and she instantly broke through to the ninth level of foundation building.

At this moment, she seemed to be standing at a new starting point, and the whole world seemed clearer.

After consolidating his cultivation, Meng Wan quietly put away the Nine-Curve Spiral Formation, stood up, and glanced around.

Then he looked at the three people who were fighting fiercely in the air - Fairy Wumeng, Qin Zhenshan, and Lei Ming.

In the distance, Mu Xueyan had been leading the monks of Jinyun Sect to search for Meng Wan's whereabouts.

She had excellent eyesight and quickly spotted Meng Wan.

Seeing that Meng Wan's aura had obviously improved, Mu Xueyan felt a little uneasy.

She vaguely realized that all this was probably arranged by Meng Wan.

"Meng Wan!"

Mu Xueyan walked towards Meng Wan quickly, with a hint of scrutiny and vigilance in her eyes.

"You finally showed up. Now the rumors in the market are that Elder Qin and Elder Lei killed people without hesitation, without caring about the lives of ordinary cultivators.

You must come forward to explain that Elder Qin and Elder Lei are not such people! "

Meng Wan listened to Mu Xueyan's words, and a meaningful arc appeared on the corner of her mouth.

She said slowly, "Saint Mu is wrong. I want to ask you, did Elder Qin and Elder Lei really kill anyone?"

Mu Xueyan was speechless for a moment when Meng Wan asked her back, and her eyes flickered.

She turned her head away awkwardly and spoke in a weak voice.

“They… they did hurt some people by mistake, but they didn’t do it on purpose!
The situation was so critical at the time. If they didn't take action, they would be in trouble! If they want to blame someone, blame the fairy Wumeng who launched a sneak attack!"

After hearing this, Meng Wan chuckled with a hint of sarcasm in her eyes.

"What a 'mistaken injury', what a 'not intentional'. The two elders are indeed the leaders of the famous and righteous sects. In order to avoid a little injury themselves, they can watch dozens of innocent monks die with them.

Saint Mu, do you think this is natural?"

Mu Xueyan's expression changed slightly, she stiffened her neck and retorted unyieldingly.

“Those who died were only low-level cultivators, mostly independent cultivators. Compared with Elder Qin and Elder Lei, their lives are not worth mentioning at all!
For the safety of the two elders, what does it matter if a few ants are sacrificed?
Besides, if these people hadn’t insisted on coming to the exchange meeting, we wouldn’t have ended up like this!”

After hearing this, Meng Wan smiled even more. She slowly walked in front of Mu Xueyan, her tone gentle but with a hint of temptation.

"Really? It seems that in the eyes of Saint Mu, human lives are also divided into different levels. In front of a Jindan cultivator, the life of a foundation-building cultivator is like grass and can be trampled on at will."

She looked at Mu Xueyan's panicked eyes and spoke slowly and deliberately.

"A Jindan cultivator can easily slaughter dozens or even hundreds of innocent foundation-building cultivators. What about a Yuanying cultivator? Can a Yuanying cultivator kill more people? Thousands? Tens of thousands?"

Meng Wan's eyes became deep, like a bottomless black hole, making it impossible to figure out her true thoughts.

"What if the cultivation level is higher? If it is the legendary incarnation, wouldn't it be possible to slaughter at will? Treat all living beings in this world as grass and slaughter them at will?"

Mu Xueyan was speechless and her face flushed after being asked a series of questions by Meng Wan.

She wanted to refute, but found that she couldn't find any reason at all.

In her heart, the life of a Jindan senior is naturally much more valuable than that of an ordinary cultivator, not to mention a Yuanying ancestor. Even if thousands of low-level cultivators died because of him, it was deserved.

Not only did she think so, most of the people present thought so too.

After all, the one who is sacrificed is never them.

Mu Xueyan subconsciously looked up and looked at Qin Zhenshan and Lei Ming not far away.

The two elders were still fighting with Fairy Wumeng, with sword energy running rampant and spiritual power surging. Every collision carried a force that could destroy the world, which was beyond the reach of these foundation-building cultivators.

"fallacy!"

Mu Xueyan tried to explain, but found that her voice was particularly weak at this moment. "It is the law of the jungle for cultivators, and only the strong survive. This is the law of nature!"

She tried to use these seemingly righteous principles to cover up her inner anxiety.

"is it?"

Meng Wan asked back softly, with a hint of sarcasm on the corner of her mouth.

"So you also know that the survival of the fittest is the law of nature. The reason why you didn't die is simply because your status is higher than those ordinary foundation-building cultivators, and your cultivation is also stronger."

Mu Xueyan shuddered all over. She felt as if she had glimpsed a secret that she shouldn't know. An indescribable feeling of fear instantly surged in her heart.

Yes, in fact, she has known all along.

The world of immortal cultivation is clearly divided into different levels, and cultivators at the lowest level will always be crushed.

Those so-called righteous words are only meant to consolidate people's hearts, maintain the normal operation of the cultivation world, and enable the upper-level cultivators to make continuous profits.

Mu Xueyan just felt a chill down her spine and didn't dare to think about it any further.

A righteous cultivator would never kill people at will for the sake of cultivation like the evil cultivators.

But their "patience" and "concession" are for the purpose of gaining greater benefits.

The laws of the cultivation world are all set by the strong, and every law is to protect the interests of the strong...

If you really think about it, what is the difference between a monk and a demon?
Mu Xueyan's heart was roaring and her ears were buzzing. In extreme fear and panic, she actually spat out a mouthful of blood!
The surroundings were still noisy, with the monks' discussions and the sounds of magic weapons colliding still rising and falling, as if nothing had happened.

But Mu Xueyan clearly felt that her Dao heart was wavering wildly...

(End of this chapter)