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

Chapter 255 Becoming a Sequence
Accompanied by a light laugh, Meng Wan looked in the direction of the sound and saw a bloody figure slowly walking out from behind the hall.

The man was wearing a dark red robe with a ferocious blood lotus pattern embroidered on it. The robe rustled in the wind without moving.

He had a handsome face, and his brows carried the majesty of someone who had held a high position for a long time. Every step he took seemed to be stepping on endless dry bones, which was chilling.

This person is the master of the Blood Road Palace, Tianhe.

He had a strong aura, and Meng Wan estimated that this person was most likely at the peak of the Golden Core realm.

"Meet the palace master."

Meng Wan bowed without being humble or arrogant. She noticed that although the aura emanating from the palace master was overbearing and fierce, it did not harbor any malice. Instead, it revealed a hint of appreciation.

Tianhe sat down in the main seat, looking Meng Wan up and down with a pair of sharp eyes, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Yes, you are worthy of being the Holy Son of the Blood Path. This demeanor alone is enough to impress the old guys in the sect."

He raised his hand and motioned Meng Wan to stand up, "Sit down, no need to be polite."

Meng Wan followed his instructions and sat down on the chair below.

Tianhe leaned forward slightly and his tone became softer.

"Meng Wan, I know all about your recent performance. You have been able to break through the Golden Core Realm at such a young age, which shows that you are not only talented, but also decisive and ruthless.

It seems that my blood path has indeed found a successor."

Meng Wan raised her eyes, her gaze was calm and her tone was steady.

"Palace Master, you are too kind. Everything Meng Wan did was just to improve her own strength."

Tianhe raised his eyebrows slightly, and admired Meng Wan's boldness even more.

"I'm sure Si Tianchi has explained to you the rewards that the sect wants to give out. So, have you thought about your future path?
If you work for me, I will never treat you unfairly."

Meng Wan heard Tianhe's intention to win him over, but she didn't buy it. She just said, "I've made up my mind. I want to become a Sequence, enter the Heritage Island, and fight for the inheritance."

Hearing this, Tianhe fell silent.

The hall was silent and the atmosphere gradually became solemn. Even the air seemed to be frozen, making people feel suffocated and depressed.

Meng Wan could feel the scrutinizing gaze coming from above, but she did not hide or avoid it. She greeted it calmly and reiterated it again.

"Thank you for your kindness, Lord. However, Meng Wan has made up her mind. I beg you to grant my wish."

After a long while, Tianhe slowly spoke, with a hint of persuasion in his tone.

“Becoming a Sequence is not as bright a future as you think. There are many dangers there. Many talented people have never come out alive after going to the Inheritance Island.”

His voice was low and warning.

"You are already a Jindan cultivator, and you are so young, why don't you choose a smoother path?"

Meng Wan's expression remained unchanged. "I understand, disciple. But opportunities and risks coexist. If you don't fight for it, how can you know that you can't do it?"

Her voice was clear, yet it carried an unquestionable firmness.

Seeing that he couldn't persuade her, Tianhe sighed inwardly.

Since she insists on going to the Heritage Island, let her go.

If he could really come out of the inheritance island alive, even if he shed blood, he could also create another Nascent Soul powerhouse!
Thinking of this, he stopped dissuading her, and instead there was a hint of appreciation in his tone.

"Okay, since you have made up your mind, I will not stop you. However, you must remember that there are many dangers on the inheritance island, so be careful."

Meng Wan stood up and bowed respectfully, "Thank you for your help, Palace Master. Wan will be careful in everything."

Tianhe waved his hand and said, "Go ahead and get ready. The Heritage Island will be open to the public in three months. Then, you can go to the island with the others."

Meng Wan bowed again, then turned and left the hall.

"How is it? Did the Palace Master not embarrass you?"

As soon as she left the hall, Si Tianchi came up to her with a nervous look on his face. Meng Wan shook her head.

"That's good."

Si Tianchi heaved a sigh of relief, "The next time the inheritance island will be open, it will be three months later. I have cleared a place on the ninth peak of the Blood Path Holy Land. Before that, you stay on the ninth peak.

By the way, when you practice, remember to take it easy and don’t drain the entire holy land dry.”

Meng Wan nodded, took the token given to her by Si Tianchi, and flew towards the ninth peak.

After returning to the cave, Meng Wan sat cross-legged, closed her eyes and regulated her breathing, consolidating the golden elixir realm she had just broken through.

Rich blood and energy surrounded her body, forming a huge vortex, which continuously flowed into her body, nourishing her flesh, blood, and bones.

She remembered Si Tianchi's instructions and deliberately slowed down her pace. It took her two months to completely consolidate her internal cultivation.

Meng Wan slowly opened her eyes, a bloody light flashed quickly across her eyes, and the air in the cave shook slightly.

She stood up, put on a new blood-red Taoist robe, and stretched her muscles.

It's time to go to the Blood Dao Palace and collect the remaining Blood Dao techniques.

Three days later, Meng Wan walked out of the Blood Road Palace and shook her head with some regret.

She learned all the skills that she had been thinking about.

Unfortunately, from her current perspective, the power of these Foundation Establishment Realm techniques has been greatly reduced.

That is the Blood Sea Dream. Because of her vast blood sea and her amazing attainments in the art of illusion, she can still show it off.

As for the many spiritual weapons in her body... after she broke through the Jindan realm, they became some dispensable toys.

All that was left were the dark green umbrella, the silver armor she had painstakingly crafted, the blood-red sword, and another magical flying sword, which were still barely usable.

These thoughts flashed through Meng Wan's mind, and she returned to the Ninth Peak again.

It was not until one evening more than twenty days later that Meng Wan went out and made a special trip to visit Si Tianchi.

The two of them cruised on a flying boat, drinking and chatting.

Meng Wan expressed her distress and said that she lacked any useful techniques.

Si Tianchi smiled bitterly and agreed very much.

“Although we, the Blood Dao monks, are decisive in killing, but without the support of powerful magic, it is ultimately like fishing for the moon in the water.

The Xuanyin Sect has always been very stingy in giving out rewards. Senior Brother has only received two or three rewards in all the years he has worked in the sect..."

As he spoke, he patted Meng Wan's shoulder in a very familiar manner.

"Junior sister, now that you have become a sequence, when you enter the inheritance island in the future, will you still worry about not having any magic to use?"

Meng Wan heard this but remained silent, just looking at Si Tianchi quietly.

I don’t know if it’s because the wine tastes so good or the sunset at dusk is so intoxicating.

Si Tianchi's eyes gradually became blurred, and he muttered to himself, as if he had fallen into a fantasy.

Seeing this, Meng Wan curled up the corner of her mouth into a sneer.

Immediately, a wisp of soul split out, quietly invaded Si Tianchi's body, and began to refine his soul.

The whole process is silent, just like the spring rain that moistens everything silently.

As Si Tianchi sank into the illusion, his soul was gradually being devoured by Meng Wan's soul.

In the end, Si Tianchi's soul was completely refined by Meng Wan and completely turned into a shell.

Meng Wan nodded with satisfaction and let her soul take over the body.

(End of this chapter)