The Demon Slayer Martial Saint Begins with Insect Refining

Chapter 261 Sword Hanging Peak's Killing Aura

Yuan Hong's news surprised Su Yan quite a bit. He asked, "The Soul Spirit Silkworm is powerful, but it's a bit much for a tribe to refine it for generations, isn't it?"

Yuan Hong glanced at him: "What do you know? Shi Ze is from the Stone Demon Cave, that is, a member of the Stone Demon tribe. He is skilled in many ways, has stone demon tattoos, and trains his body. His physical body is no worse than mine, Fu Yuefeng's. The only thing lacking is his spiritual cultivation, so he needs to temper his soul."

"The Soul-Spirit True Silkworm?"

Yuan Hong nodded: "The Soul Spirit True Silkworm is refined using Gu as a sacrifice and the body as a cage. It is passed down from generation to generation and planted into the body to form a Divine Soul Golden Core. Then, one can cultivate both the physical body and the soul to achieve the Dharma Aspect Realm. However, this Soul Spirit True Silkworm is a fourth-order low-grade bloodline, which is very difficult to find. It is impossible for every Danqiao Realm martial artist in the Stone Demon Cave to find one, so a trick was devised."

Su Yan looked thoughtful and asked, "Did they search for the mother insect?"

"Understands immediately"

Yuan Hong smiled and said, "Legend has it that their ancestor initially contracted a Soul Spirit Silkworm to raise in the tribe. That silkworm was already at the fourth level. Over the years, it used its original soul seed to help the Danqiao Realm warriors of the Stone Demon Tribe condense their Divine Soul Golden Core. If they are geniuses of the tribe, they might be able to use the mother silkworm as a base to forge a Divine Soul Golden Core of at least the sixth level."

Upon hearing this, Su Yan frowned slightly and suddenly said, "Although Shi Ze is a Danqiao Realm martial artist of the third level, he doesn't seem like the kind of genius who can use the Mother Insect."

Yuan Hong's eye twitched, and he said quietly, "Compared to you, even Huang Shouzhen can't be considered a genius."

Su Yan chuckled, and Yuan Hong continued, "Shi Ze is only two hundred years old, yet he is already a third-level Danqiao Realm martial artist. He can be considered one of the best in this generation of the Stone Demon Tribe. Perhaps it really is him."

He paused slightly, then said meaningfully, "However, if you manage to get the Soul Spirit Silkworm, I'm afraid the people of the Stone Demon Cave will fight you to the death."

Su Yan narrowed his eyes slightly: "We'll see if we can get it. Anyway, we'll have to kill Shi Ze and the others on the battlefield."

Despite the impressive feint by Ji Wenchuan and Xiao Weizhi of the Mad Blade Sect and the Bishan Sect, who were actually using a strategy of feigning one move while secretly advancing another, they were still fooled.

However, under Su Yan's control, the headquarters of the demonic sect in Fengyan Mountain had already been exposed.

He knew that the two had come here, so how could the whereabouts of Yao Qingqing and the other two possibly escape his detection?

Although the three of them transformed into rainbows and disappeared, and the blood bees could not keep up with their speed, the direction they were heading was clearly Sword Suspension Peak.

Su Yan was one of the people who experienced that place firsthand.

Although the Beast King Sect had a backup plan, killing many monsters tainted by the evil energy and taking measures to deal with it, it still couldn't change the fact that the evil energy had penetrated deep into the earth's veins.

In other words, these three guys are plotting against the evil spirit.

Su Yan wouldn't let them have their way.

……

On the peak of Mount Fengyan, the wind howled, but the ranks of the demonic warriors remained solemn.

Although Ji Wenchuan and Xiao Weizhi took away most of the demonic martial artists, Yao Qingqing and the others would not allow them to completely deplete this person's strength.

Therefore, there were two thousand elite warriors in the camp, guarding the supplies and tents.

At this time, they were still on a serious patrol, wary of the Beast King Sect members sneaking into the camp.

However, their patrols failed to discover that, at some point, many blood-red bees and insects had appeared around this rocky peak.

Su Yan led Long Qiushui, Xiang Ge, and Yuan Hong directly to the top of Fengyan Mountain.

The four of them looked into the distance, their pupils contracting slightly, revealing a hint of surprise.

"They actually invested so much in Hanying Peak, their thousands of disciples are almost comparable to those of an ordinary sect."

It's not just ordinary sects. Apart from major sects like the Beast King Sect, the Nine Peaks Sect, and the Sword One Sect, even second-tier sects like the Danxia Sect only have about three thousand disciples, and even more when you include the servants.

Xiang Ge said, "Although the Three Flames Divine Palace and the Holy Weapon Path are located in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, they each rule a region. Their disciples are their subjects, and their subjects are also their disciples. So it's not surprising that they have such a large number of people."

In the demonic path, there are no pure disciples, only subordinates.

If the counties and prefectures under the Beast King Sect were all under their control, then raising an army of tens of thousands of warriors would definitely not be a problem.

Long Qiushui's gaze swept across the camp, and she frowned slightly; her divine sense was now completely unrestrained.

However, despite these actions, not a single Danqiao Realm martial artist was detected.

Su Yan said, "They are at Sword Suspension Peak."

Upon hearing this, Xiang Ge raised an eyebrow: "Then what are we waiting for? Let's take action and kill them all to lift the siege of Han Ying Peak."

He had already taken out his magical weapon, the Dragon-Tiger True Steel Sword, whose blade roared like a dragon and whose blood shadow resembled a tiger.

Yuan Hong shook his head: "Junior Brother Xiang, what's the rush? With your nephew here, these are just two thousand people."

Xiang Ge glanced at him sideways, a hint of doubt in her eyes.

Even Long Qiushui was surprised and very curious: 'What did Su Yan do to him? He returned from the Xuanbing Golden Mountain Range looking like this.'

Su Yan noticed Long Qiushui's gaze, smiled slightly, and remained calm and composed.

"Uncle-Master, there's no need to rush. I'll handle this."

The essence blood of two thousand warriors is also an invaluable tonic for the Heavenly Fiend Mother Locust.

Moreover, Su Yan has many ferocious insects under his command, and they have already finished consuming the Beast Essence Pills. It's time for them to have a feast.

Thinking this, Su Yan waved his hand, and the three insects—the Dragon-Eating Insect, the Blood Bone Centipede King, and the Heavenly Fiend Mother Locust—came out simultaneously.

The powerful aura was suddenly released, and Long Qiushui, Yuan Hong, and Xiang Ge's expressions immediately changed slightly.

'There are still two (one) more ferocious insects!'

Even though none of the three had ever seen all of Su Yan's ferocious insects, they were all shocked to find that he had so many contracted beasts, all of which had reached the third rank.

Comparing yourself to others can be incredibly frustrating.

Besides his mount, Yuan Hong only had the Floating Mountain Ape as his companion beast, and Long Qiushui and Xiang Ge had similar companions.

They were all at the stage where their cultivation was still advancing by leaps and bounds, so they generally wouldn't devote too many resources to cultivating more contracted beasts.

Su Yan's actions are those of a freak.

When the three enormous ferocious insects appeared, the warriors on Peak Rock Mountain finally discovered the four people's whereabouts.

"Oh no, it's a Core Formation Realm martial artist from the Beast King Sect!"

Upon seeing this, the disciples of the Three Flames Divine Palace guarding the camp immediately showed expressions of fear.

"run!"

Without any hesitation, this half-step Danqiao disciple immediately plunged into the dense forest surrounding Fengyan Mountain.

There wasn't a single Danqiao Realm cultivator in the camp, nor was there any protective formation, while the opposing side had four people standing in mid-air, all of whom were Danqiao Realm warriors.

The entire camp was in chaos, and almost everyone who had come to their senses ran around in all directions.

The Nine Nether Boat was activated, and the flying vultures scattered and took flight.

With a mere thought, Su Yan unleashed the Blood Bone Centipede King, its hundred-foot body swirling around the mountain, crushing countless demonic warriors.

It spewed out a scarlet poisonous mist from its mouth, which spread from top to bottom like an overwhelming sea of ​​clouds, directly towards the camp.

The poison knocks one to the ground upon contact, corroding the skin and flesh. Even a true martial artist can only resist it to some extent by relying on their solidified true intent.

But the more they resisted, the more powerless they felt.

True essence is consumed even faster. When the poisonous mist invades the body, the entire body is rapidly corroded, and then the person collapses in place.

"Such a powerful poisonous fog!" The sky-covering poisonous fog was controlled by the Blood Bone Centipede King with ease, truly formidable.

Long Qiushui's eyes gleamed with a strange light. Even his own Xuan Frost Heavenly Centipede might not be as powerful as the Blood Bone Centipede King.

The Dragon-Eating Insect transformed into a Blood Flood Dragon, its hundred-foot-tall body floating above the Peak Rock Mountain. It bent down and spat out a sky full of blood, dissolving all the demonic warriors who stood in its way into blood.

The two ferocious insects slaughtered the demonic martial artist to pieces.

In fact, if two thousand warriors had fought to the death to besiege the enemy, the situation might not have turned out this badly.

But when such danger arrives, no one can organize an attack.

More and more demonic warriors fled into the dense forest, their figures gradually disappearing.

At this moment, the Heavenly Fiend Mother Locust also made her move, and buzzing blood bees and fiend bees with murderous aura rushed out from the forest.

The sound of its wings flapping was like the clanging of metal plates; the mere buzzing was enough to send chills down one's spine.

Tens of thousands of blood bees swarmed, and the evil bees entered the body. The Heavenly Evil Mother Locust controlled the rolling evil energy and intercepted all the escapees.

A massacre with no chance of resistance.

When they reached the end, Long Qiushui, Xiang Ge, and Yuan Hong all fell silent.

Even if two thousand pigs stood still, it would still take a considerable amount of effort for a Danqiao Realm martial artist to kill them, right?

But now, with a casual gesture, two thousand martial artists scattered and fled, yet none of them could escape.

The stench of blood filled the air, and combined with the strong winds of Fengyan Mountain, it made people feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Within a quarter of an hour, the demonic disciples were all slaughtered.

The ground was littered with white bones, and the remaining flesh and blood had vanished without a trace.

Yuan Hong said, "We'll have the mountain guards search for supplies here later."

Su Yan nodded: "Let's go to Sword Peak."

……

On Sword Peak, Zeng Xing, Yao Qingqing, and Shi Ze had already taken their positions. Yao Qingqing had set up a defensive array around them, with a light red protective layer enveloping the three of them.

"Such a strong aura of malevolence. My brother was right to tell me."

Yao Qingqing's eyes were now filled with undisguised joy and greed. Wasn't this the very reason she came to attack Hanying Peak?

Conquest is the sect's mission, but significant advancement in cultivation is one's own responsibility.

Zeng Xing frowned slightly, a bad feeling creeping into his heart. If Yao Qingqing could control the evil energy here, it would naturally be easier to break through the protective mountain formation.

However, if we let those two from the Mad Blade Sect and the Bishan Sect run rampant like this, things might not end well.

"Fellow Daoist Zeng, are you worried about Fengyan Mountain?"

Shi Ze noticed his frown and asked a question.

“Long Qiushui is no ordinary woman. Although she is at the third level of cultivation, she is suppressing her breakthrough.”

Yao Qingqing said, "So what? If I can control this evil energy, why should I be afraid of her?"

Shi Ze narrowed his eyes: "Fellow Daoist Yao, controlling the evil energy is still a matter of debate, but what you promised the two of us before..."

Yao Qingqing's eyes sparkled, and she said in a soft voice, "Of course I will not forget the help you two have given me."

She said that two pills flew out of her hand, and then said, "The Yinghua Divine Soul Pill will help you two advance your cultivation to a higher level."

With the pills in hand, Zeng Xing and Shi Ze finally smiled a little more.

No one will exert themselves for nothing, not even to break the mountain-protecting formation.

Ji Wenchuan of the Mad Blade Sect and Xiao Weizhi of the Bishan Sect didn't get this benefit because they weren't qualified.

Even among True Immortals at the Danqiao Realm, a third-grade superior Divine Soul Pill is a rare find.

Yao Qingqing then took out three dark blue flags, two of which she threw in front of Zeng Xing and the other man.

"The Gathering Evil Banner can control evil energy for one's own use. In a moment, I will need the cooperation of the two fellow Daoists to control this evil energy and guide it into the true meaning of my Weeping Blood Sword to condense the evil energy."

"Can"

The three of them each took a position, forming a complementary arrangement with the array flags of the defensive formation outside.

The Gathering Evil Banner hovered in front of the three of them, spinning rapidly and emitting a bluish-red light, which was particularly eerie.

At that moment, the earth's malevolent energy seemed to be stirred, and one after another, wild beasts and wandering spirits formed from malevolent energy flew over and rushed into the Gathering Malevolent Energy Banner.

The malevolent energy gathered more and more, and the entire collapsed hilltop was shrouded in it.

Seeing this, Yao Qingqing was even more delighted.

A glint flashed in her eyes, and then the true meaning of the Blood-Weeping Sword emerged. Instantly, a blood sword as thin as a needle transformed into a hundred-meter-long sword, standing atop Sword-Hanging Peak.

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A sound like the trembling of a sword, as if weeping blood, rang out, and the remaining sword energy within Sword Suspension Peak resonated with it.

Yao Qingqing extended a blood-red short sword from her hand; it was her natal spiritual weapon, the Blood Soul Sword.

She raised her hand and offered it up, merging the Blood Soul Sword into the true meaning of the Weeping Blood Sword. The two became one, and the flowing light illuminated the mountaintop.

A crimson vortex appeared on the surface of the Blood-Weeping Sword, and wisps of malevolent energy transformed into a long, smoky river, flowing from the Gathering Malevolent Energy Banner into the Blood-Weeping Sword.

Yao Qingqing sat cross-legged on the ground. At this moment, the fifth-stage Divine Soul Golden Core in her body was being compressed little by little, preparing to use the baleful energy to move closer to the sixth stage.

When Zeng Xing and Shi Ze saw Yao Qingqing enter a meditative state, they also sat down cross-legged. They didn't have any other thoughts, but instead helped Yao Qingqing continue to refine the evil energy.

The benefits have already been received, and Yao Qingqing's brother is a newly promoted Dharma Aspect Realm Master.

In the past three hundred years, Yao Lixuan has been a first-rate genius in the demonic path.

They didn't want to offend such people.

With such refinement of the evil energy, Yao Qingqing's progress was predictable; in less than half a day, her aura had increased significantly.

The Blood-Weeping Sword was shrouded in malevolent energy, and faint wails of vengeful spirits could be heard, making its true meaning increasingly bizarre.

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Just then, the ground suddenly shook violently, and the defensive array that Yao Qingqing had set up began to tremble and its light began to dim.

The three of them were suddenly awakened. Yao Qingqing's face turned ashen as she tried to stabilize the refining process.

Unexpectedly, a hundred-foot-long blood-red centipede crashed into the formation, breaking through the protective layer.

A white, jade-like centipede, hundreds of feet tall, plunged into Sword Suspension Peak, its breath raging with icy air, instantly freezing most of the mountaintop.

"Long Qiushui!"

This sudden burst of malevolent energy dispersed several parts of her power, causing Yao Qingqing to cough up a mouthful of blood. Her transformation of true intent had failed, and she had only just reached the sixth level of the Imperfect Realm. Further advancement would likely be extremely difficult.

She was disheveled, leaping into the air, her Blood-Weeping Sword a sinister crimson, pointing directly at Long Qiushui and Su Yan, who had just arrived on the horizon.

(End of this chapter)