Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1741 We Have a Traitor Among Us

When the Jie Sect organized a coalition to conquer the Blood Sea, they didn't actually take the Styx Ancestor too seriously. Any one of Jin Ling, Zhao Gongming, or Yun Xiao could defeat the half-crippled Styx Ancestor.

The reason why the Jie Sect was willing to take charge of this matter was naturally because there was profit to be made.

Even gods are short of money these days.

Brotherhood is just talk; in reality, the higher-ups still prioritize interests. At least, the Golden Spirit Mother is still far from achieving the Primordial Dao. The reason she's willing to clean up Duobao's messes is because of the benefits she's attracted to.

The Holy Mother of Golden Spirit was unaware that the American army had spent six million dollars to buy nine goats, nor did she know the story of "the rich man's money being returned in full, while the common people's money being split three-seven," but the underlying principle was very clear.

During the Duobao period, it was his personal act, aimed at proving his own path. He sought out only the strongest individuals and had to bear all the expenses. Even though he was a wealthy and powerful man, he still had to send Hu Lei to impersonate the son of Mara and then divide up the spiritual materials of the Asura clan for his own pocket.

The Golden Spirit Mother now represents the Jie Sect, and the main force of the allied forces consists of immortals who have deep hatred for the Blood Sea or have a vested interest in it.

Before the war began, the familiar routine was used: first, many disciples of the Jie Sect generously donated money to trick the immortals into raising funds; then, using a method similar to "buying goats," they turned everyone's spiritual materials into the Jie Sect's spiritual materials, and then turned a portion of them into their own spiritual materials.

What appears to be a war issue is actually an economic issue; what appears to be a religious issue is actually a problem of a certain group.

In recent days, Zhao Gongming has been urging the Asuras to build the Tower of Babel. In a corner unnoticed by everyone, Shiji, along with many disciples of the Jie Sect, like diligent little bees, has been constantly packing and transporting spiritual materials from the Sea of ​​Blood to Jin'ao Island.

Shi Ji possesses the Golden Immortal realm, making her a rare talent in the current Jie Sect, which is facing a shortage of capable successors in its middle and lower ranks. Furthermore, Shi Ji is stubborn and principled, and she would not embezzle anything, which puts Jinling Shengmu at ease.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was targeting Duobao, not Zhao Gongming.

Similarly, Xuan Du and Deng Chanyu shared similar thoughts.

After the allied forces changed commanders at the last minute during their campaign against the Blood Sea, all three sides unanimously reduced their own forces.

They stopped taking action. Danzhu on Ksitigarbha's side, Xiangliu who colluded with the Human Sect, and Tubo who longed to return to the Netherworld to guard the gate all lost their online connections. (Chapter 1721)
They remained calm despite facing the large army led by Zhao Gongming.

The sea of ​​blood is boundless, and he is all alone. When he wants to hide, he can just find a place to hide. They are dealing with the Styx Ancestor, not the three of them. If things really come to a head, he can just go and join them, and then become their guide. That's also an option.

The three of them weren't worried at all; they ate and drank as usual.

The Fly Taoists, who belong to the Duobao lineage, are a bit confused.

Duobao was confined to Biyou Palace. This matter wouldn't be "reported to the whole screen." The information she obtained from various sources was rather chaotic, with all sorts of conflicting accounts.

Some say Duobao has attained sainthood, some say he died from qi deviation, and others say he was beaten to death by a group of prehistoric immortals. There are all sorts of theories, and the main point is that it's all very chaotic.

Fly Taoist's mental state was already poor, and she often fell into delusional madness. She joined Duobao's line in the hope of obtaining some secret techniques to stabilize her mind.

What now?
Among the many rumors, the most reliable one is that Duobao's position was taken by someone named Zhao Gongming. She personally investigated and found out that this was true. However, in her opinion, it was absurd. Why would someone change commanders at the last minute?
On this day, the Styx Ancestor secretly summoned his four disciples.

Danzhu, Fly Daoist, Xiangliu, and Tubo all arrived. The Styx Ancestor is now in his third generation. He has lost most of his Blood God Child, and his personal strength has been greatly reduced. In terms of magic treasures, he has lost the Twelfth Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus and the Yuan Tu Sword. In general, he is far from his prime. Let alone dealing with Deng Chanyu and Duobao, he would have a high chance of losing even if he faced Zhao Gongming alone.

At this moment, the Styx Ancestor said, "I have recently reached a critical juncture in my comprehension of profound arts."

The moment he uttered those words, the four disciples' expressions changed drastically. You're using the excuse of going into seclusion to hide in the back while we're left to be the vanguard? Are you kidding me!
The Styx Ancestor seemed to have guessed their thoughts and smiled slightly: "As your master, I would never do anything to make you fight against the immortals. I have a plan to repel the enemy, but I will need your cooperation."

Danzhu asked curiously, "May I ask, teacher, what is your plan?"

Styx clapped his hands, and a Taoist priest who looked exactly like him walked out of a room next to him.

"My disciples, can you tell the difference between this double and your master?"

The four disciples used their secret techniques to observe for a long time, but they really couldn't tell the difference between Styx himself and this so-called substitute.

Danzhu asked again, "Could it be that Master's Blood God Child Divine Power has made a new breakthrough?"

Logically speaking, the Blood God Child's supernatural power was already finalized millions of years ago, and there is nothing that can be added or subtracted.

A normal Blood God Child can still be distinguished from the original body. The blood energy of the original body is very solid, while the blood energy of the Blood God Child appears rather ethereal. Even if hundreds or thousands of Blood God Children are combined together, it is only a temporary superposition, not a fusion into one.

Now, this substitute doesn't show any signs of the Blood God's son's superficial blood energy; no matter how you look at it, it's exactly the same as the Styx Ancestor.

"Hahahaha—" Old Ancestor Styx laughed loudly: "As long as you cooperate with me and throw this substitute to the Jie Sect, will they still linger in the Sea of ​​Blood?"

"Master is wise!" The four disciples bowed in unison.

Styx laughed wildly.

He did not explain the origin of the substitute, and the four disciples did not dare to ask.

Actually, this is nothing new. Once you step outside the framework of the Blood God Child, your thinking becomes much smoother.

He found an old Asura who looked about 70-80% like himself and imitated him in every detail, from clothing and food to housing and speech. Then he taught the substitute Blood God Child secret technique, allowing the substitute to absorb thousands of Blood God Children and then use the secret technique to stimulate blood energy. Just by looking at the appearance, it looked almost exactly like him.

Of course, there is a price to pay for doing this: the lifespan of the substitute will be greatly shortened. After using the secret technique, it would be a miracle if the substitute could live for ten years. Once the blood in the Blood God Child's body is frequently activated, the substitute's lifespan will be at most one month.

Styx didn't care about the lifespan of his substitute at all. As long as it could help him avoid disaster, it was valuable. If it could make the immortals of the Jie Sect run back and forth, its value would be even greater.

The principle of "one effort, then decline, then exhaustion" applies everywhere. The immortals' morale was at its peak when they first entered the Blood Sea, but it will definitely decline with each subsequent attempt, and in the end, they may simply stop coming altogether.

(End of this chapter)