A thousand enlightenments in one night, starting from being a menial apprentice.

The blood-red infant hovered above the valley, its body entirely crimson. The cold moonlight shone down, making it appear even more like a malevolent ghost.

His spiritual pressure permeated the surrounding area, and a faint hint of doubt appeared in his eyes.

At this moment, a figure flew out from the darkness at the bottom of the valley and hovered not far from the Blood Infant. The person was Fu Yi.

Fu Yi's wrinkled and filthy clothes fluttered in the night wind. He looked at the blood infant and asked, "Is there anything unusual?"

Blood Infant said, "Just now in the cave at the bottom of the valley, there was a faint, extremely subtle fluctuation of divine thought, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye."

The Blood Infant's voice was not that of a child, but rather an extremely seductive female voice.

In this desolate, moonless land, the sound came from the mouth of an evil spirit, making it indescribably eerie and terrifying.

"A fluctuation of divine sense?!" A look of seriousness flashed in Fu Yi's eyes. He naturally didn't realize that in terms of the six senses, he was far less perceptive than the Blood Infant.

Blood Infant said, "Perhaps it's my imagination. Maybe more than a month ago, when you and I were practicing, there was a mistake in the circulation of qi, and my blood was damaged. Although I have been recuperating for a month, I still haven't recovered."

As Fu Yi gazed at the vast, dark mountains, the solemnity in his eyes eased slightly. He knew all too well that the Blood Infant's abilities far surpassed his own; not only was its speed far superior, but its keen senses and the range of its perception were also beyond his reach.

At this moment, the Blood Infant said it was its illusion, which shows that there was no unusual activity in the surrounding mountains and fields.

If it were a cultivator at the Cavern Realm, even one in the late Cavern Realm, there would be no way they could escape the Blood Infant's detection. If it were a cultivator at the Nascent Soul Realm, there is only one Nascent Soul Realm cultivator in Qingzhou, namely, the Taiyi Sect's patriarch, Lü Yinlin.

But if Lü Yinlin were here, would he still run away?

Over the years, he has been able to easily evade numerous searches by the Taiyi Sect, all thanks to this Blood Infant.

The Blood Infant was indeed somewhat damaged during the combined cultivation practice more than a month ago. This is why he urgently asked Shang Xiangyu to refine a batch of Blood Food Pills, which were intended to nourish and restore the Blood Infant's vitality.

At this moment, in Fu Yi's view, the illusion of the extremely subtle fluctuation of divine sense that the Blood Infant felt in the cave was also due to its damage.

Fu Yi looked at the blood infant with concern in his eyes and said, "The cooking time for this batch of blood pills is excellent. When we get back to the cave, swallow the blood pills and I'll help you circulate your qi to recover."

A hint of embarrassment flashed across the terrifying face of the Blood Infant as he said, "It must be because my blood body has been damaged recently that I've been a bit too nervous. Besides, the fluctuation of divine sense in the cave just now was extremely subtle, and I only vaguely sensed it; it wasn't real. I suppose it was just an illusion."

Fu Yi said, "Then let's go back."

Blood Infant said, "Alright."

The Blood Infant uttered a soft "good" and slowly landed on Fu Yi's head. Fu Yi then used his movement to fly back into the cave at the bottom of the dark valley.

Inside the cave, Ding Ze remained kneeling, not daring to move. He saw Fu Yi and Xue Ying suddenly leave and then return to the cave shortly afterward. Ding Ze wondered what had happened, his eyes filled with confusion.

"Greetings, Master! Greetings, Lord Blood Infant!" Ding Ze greeted them respectfully twice as the two entered the cave.

Fu Yi said, "Ding Ze, you may go now. I will send you a message if anything comes up."

Upon hearing this, Ding Ze remained kneeling and motionless.

Fu Yi's eyes flickered, and he asked, "Is there something else?"

Ding Ze said, "The sect leader once instructed me to remind you of the matter of rewarding and punishing subordinates. Now that Pharmacist Shang has made great achievements in refining medicine, in my humble opinion, he should be rewarded with the fourth level of the Filthy Blood Divine Skill."

Upon hearing this, Fu Yi's eyes flickered slightly, and he asked, "How many years has he been refining medicine?"

Ding Ze said, "It's been seven years."

"Really? Has it been that long?" Fu Yi asked, his eyes deep and unfathomable. In recent years, he had gained many new insights into the Bloodstained Divine Art, and it was precisely during this period of intensive cultivation and research that he was indeed not distracted by other matters. This is why he had instructed Ding Ze to remind him about rewarding and punishing his subordinates.

However, many of his insights went beyond the original framework of the Bloodstained Divine Art manual, which is why the Blood Infant was injured when he tried to explore and investigate.

Fu Yi flipped his hand, and a roll of yellowish-brown animal hide floated down in front of Ding Ze. "This is the fourth level of the Filthy Blood Divine Art. Ding Ze, you are to bestow it upon Shang Xiangyu."

Ding Ze picked up the yellowed animal hide manual and said respectfully, "This subordinate thanks the sect leader on behalf of Pharmacist Shang."

Fu Yi said, "You may go now."

"Yes, I am resigning."

Ding Ze stood up, holding the animal hide manual, and slowly retreated from the cave. After leaving the cave, he rolled up the yellowish-brown animal hide manual, then used his speed to leap up the cliff.

After realizing that Ding Ze had gone far away, the blood infant jumped off Fu Yi's head, looked at him and said, "You and I cultivate diligently for the Great Dao. Why do you bother with that Filthy Blood Sect? Can't you let go of such worldly affairs?"

Fu Yi said, "I had some personal grudges with that old scoundrel Lü from the Taiyi Sect. When I first founded the Filthy Blood Sect, I did have the idea of ​​making things difficult for him. But a hundred years have passed, and that resentment has basically vanished."

Blood Infant said, "Then why bother running the Filthy Blood Cult?"

Fu Yi said, "I have basically stopped interfering in the affairs of the sect. The only thing I manage is alchemy, which serves our cultivation. All other matters are handled by the five great Dharma Envoys, and I haven't been involved in them for many years."

The Blood Infant thought for a moment, realizing that without someone to refine medicine, it would have no Blood Food Pills to recover and nourish itself, and then it fell silent.

With a thought, Fu Yi sent the porcelain bottle flying out of his sleeve and floating to the side of the blood infant.

The two were in perfect sync. The blood infant grabbed the bottle and swallowed a blood pill the size of a little fingernail. Then, with a flash of blood, the blood infant was once again on top of Fu Yi's head.

Xueying and Fuyi sat down almost simultaneously and began to form hand seals and circulate their qi.

The blood infant was vividly red and exuded a strong bloody stench. Large blood vessels began to emerge from its body, wriggling like leeches, slowly climbing downwards and burrowing into Fu Yi's pores...

A complex expression, a mixture of pain and intoxication, welled up in Fu Yi's eyes...

As dawn broke, the eastern horizon was just beginning to lighten with the first hint of white.

In that pale light, several black dots flew toward this side, moving as fast as shooting stars.

The black dots suddenly traced an arc and landed on the side of a certain official road.

The official road was deserted and desolate at this time.

After the figures landed, it was revealed that they were Lü Yinlin, Duan Rong, Gu Daoling, Chu Wushang, and Chu Qiushan.

These five are already the five people with the highest cultivation level in the Taiyi Sect.

Besides the patriarch Lü Yinlin, who is outside the Nascent Soul stage, Gu Daoling is in the late stage of the Cave-Ming Realm, while Duan Rong, Chu Wushang, and Chu Qiushan are all in the mid stage of the Cave-Ming Realm.

After discovering Fu Yi's hiding place, Duan Rong immediately returned to his sect and went directly to see the sect's patriarch, Lü Yinlin. He explained how he had investigated and tracked Fu Yi to find his location. He had initially only intended to destroy a stronghold of the Filthy Blood Cult through a Five Paths Temple. However, he encountered a Filthy Blood Cult inspector. Following this inspector, he tracked the traitor Shang Xiangyu to his alchemy workshop. From there, he discovered the hiding place of Fu Yi, the leader of the Filthy Blood Cult.

When Lü Yinlin first heard Duan Rong say that he had found Fu Yi's hiding place, he was half-believing and half-doubting. To be honest, the entire sect had been searching for this person for more than two hundred years without success.

He himself had traveled to many remote places in Qingzhou in an attempt to find Fu Yi, but to no avail.

Moreover, in the past few decades, not only has this person not been found, but there has not even been a trace of him. It's as if he has vanished into thin air. Some even say that he has died from a qi deviation during his cultivation.

Under these circumstances, Duan Rong suddenly said that he had found Fu Yi. And how long had he been investigating? That Wutong Temple was just something he had stumbled upon in a remote, impoverished area while traveling the world. Could he really find Fu Yi by sneaking around there?
But when Lü Yinlin heard the name Shang Xiangyu, his expression changed.

When Duan Rong mentioned the Blood Food Pill, Lü Yinlin's heart skipped a beat. He knew what the Blood Food Pill was for.

Lü Yinlin immediately understood that Duan Rong had indeed discovered Fu Yi's hiding place.

Lü Yinlin then personally arranged and appointed his men, and instructed Duan Rong to lead the way to this place.

The group stood by the official road, looking into the distance at the distant, undulating mountains that resembled ancient behemoths in the dawn light.

Chu Wushang asked, "Is Fu Yi hiding in these mountains?"

Duan Rong said, "Mr. Chu, I followed that envoy all the way here. Fu Yi is in a secluded valley deep in these mountains."

Gu Daoling said, "This place seems ordinary, and there is an official road passing through here. Given such mountainous terrain, the sect should have explored it beforehand."

Duan Rong said, "What Uncle Gu said is correct. I only thought of this when I first arrived here. I'm afraid it's hard to figure out the details right now, but Fu Yi, the leader of the Filthy Blood Sect, is indeed hiding here."

Lu Yinlin said in a deep voice, "There's no point in overthinking. We'll find out once we investigate."

"Yes, Ancestor," everyone replied.

Lu Yinlin asked, "Duan Rong, is the simple topographical map you drew complete?"

Duan Rong then pulled out a white silk scroll from his sleeve, unfolded it, and let it float in front of him. He pointed to the valley terrain on the white silk scroll and said, "Seniors, please take a look. This is the terrain near that valley."

Duan Rong's brushwork is quite expressive. The overlapping mountains are not only clear but also full of artistic conception. It can be said to have blended realism and expressionism into one. Everyone present was an expert and was amazed after seeing it!

Especially Chu Qiushan, who had been living alone in the mountains since stepping down from his position as sect leader, had been diligently studying the universe and searching for a medium. Only today did he learn that Duan Rong had already achieved the Cave-Ming Realm.

What does it mean to have reached the Cave-Ming Realm in one's early twenties?!

Looking at the simple topographical map drawn with just a few strokes, the natural brushwork and multiple artistic conceptions reflect each other and are arranged in a solemn manner. At the fusion of artistic conceptions, a faint vitality emerges.

Not only was Chu Qiushan shocked, but even Lü Yinlin couldn't help but glance at Duan Rong. He had never known that Duan Rong had such attainments in calligraphy and painting.

Duan Rong pointed to a spot in the valley and said, "Fu Yi is hiding in a cave at the bottom of this valley. Please advise on the specific plan for his encirclement and annihilation."

At that time, the patriarch and Chu Wushang contacted various people, while Duan Rong was drawing a map of the terrain. Before long, everyone had gathered and followed Duan Rong's lead. The specifics of how to encircle and annihilate them had not been discussed.

Lu Yinlin glanced at the rough terrain map and said, "The four of you approach from all sides of the valley and surround us. I'll go straight for the center!"

"Yes."

The group then transformed into five black shadows and shot into the mountains.

Lu Yinlin was naturally faster than the others, but he slowed down and entered the mountain with them.

Two hundred years ago, Fu Yi escaped from him once, and after that, Fu Yi disappeared from the land of Kyushu. The reason Fu Yi was able to escape that time was because Lü Yinlin underestimated him.

Firstly, he hadn't expected Fu Yi to have already condensed a blood infant, which suddenly unleashed numerous wondrous abilities, catching him off guard. Secondly, due to underestimating his opponent, he hadn't had anyone provide backup, allowing Fu Yi to escape so easily.

This time, Lü Yinlin learned from his mistake and assigned several of the sect's most powerful cultivators to surround and attack Fu Yi, with the aim of killing him.

Not far after flying into the mountains, the group dispersed and began to approach the valley from different directions.

Lu Yinlin flew into the sky and looked down. When the group was about several hundred feet away from the valley, he suddenly unleashed his power and shot towards the valley.

Lu Yinlin drifted into the sky above the valley like a wisp of smoke. His divine sense suddenly expanded, covering the valley inside and out, revealing every detail within a radius of dozens of miles.

He also thoroughly explored the cave deep in the valley.

Lu Yinlin couldn't help but let out a soft exclamation, because when his divine sense swept over the cave, it was empty, without a single person in sight.

The distance of several hundred feet was nothing more than a blink of an eye for these experts at the Cavern Realm. The four figures had already flown to the mountaintops on all four sides of the valley, each taking up a position.

Lu Yinlin floated above the valley, while Duan Rong, Gu Daoling, Chu Wushang, and Chu Qiushan each occupied a mountaintop, guarding their respective four positions.

At this moment, not only Lü Yinlin's divine sense swept across the valley, but Duan Rong, Gu Daoling, Chu Wushang, and Chu Qiushan's divine senses also swept across the valley floor. The cave was empty, and there was no one there.

Chu Wushang asked, "Duan Rong, is no one inside?"

Duan Rong sighed and said, "Perhaps we're a step too late."

At this moment, Lü Yinlin had already turned into a wisp of green smoke and shot into the depths of the cave at the bottom of the valley.

Standing deep inside the cave, Lü Yinlin's face showed a moment of astonishment.

Deep within the cave, bathed in the dim light, Fu Yi and the Blood Infant sat cross-legged. The Blood Infant sat atop Fu Yi's head, and the blood streaks emanating from it covered Fu Yi's forehead, gradually receding upwards and shrinking back onto the Blood Infant...

Fu Yi and Xue Ying had just reached a crucial point in their training when suddenly several divine senses swept over them. Fu Yi and Xue Ying were startled and were about to disperse their power and flee...

At this moment, they had reached the deepest point where blood and qi converged. If they were to forcibly escape, their qi circulation would become disordered, and they might even explode and die! Because of the previous meditation, which was undisturbed, the blood infant was still damaged.

Therefore, they had to dissipate their powers before they could escape.

At this moment, the blood streaks were retreating towards the blood infant, but when they reached the forehead and were about to disappear completely, Lü Yinlin suddenly entered.

Fu Yi was pale, his forehead and nose covered in cold sweat. He looked at Lü Yinlin standing not far away, his eyes filled with deep fear. He knew very well that he was no match for Lü Yinlin now.

Lu Yinlin stood there, looking at Fu Yi, even more shocked. Because Fu Yi and the Blood Infant were right in front of him, yet his divine sense could not detect them at all.

At this moment, Lü Yinlin finally understood why Fu Yi had vanished into thin air for over two hundred years, leaving no trace of him in the sect or even in himself. (End of Chapter)