Ah? The ladies I stabbed have come true.

Chapter 165 Private decision for life
[After gaining initial insight into the Blood Nerve, you often feel the burning of demonic fire, and red blood spots frequently appear on your body, which looks quite terrifying.]

However, if you absorb the primordial spirit and flesh of an evil cultivator, this demonic fire burning and red spots will disappear.

However, this state is not lasting; a weak evil cultivator can only maintain it for three days.

[In the remaining days, you spent every day searching for heretical practices.]

[This has caused the heretical practitioners in this area to start notifying each other to avoid being discovered by you.]

You gradually realized it was becoming increasingly difficult to find any more heretical cultivators, so you gave up the search and instead continued your journey towards the Sea of ​​Blood.

[A month passed before you arrived at the Sea of ​​Blood, and you subsequently arrived at the Asura Kingdom.]

The Asura capital was vast, inhabited by both ugly male Asuras and beautiful female Asuras.

[Because here, heretical cultivators frequently collect ancient blood essence for their own training or to forge magical artifacts, the Asuras are already quite accustomed to your arrival.]

However, shortly after you arrived in Asura City, Iron Fan sensed your presence and came to the streets of Asura City.

[Iron Fan was both surprised and delighted to see that you had actually come to find her.]

"Are you really here?"

"I thought you were joking before."

[Upon hearing this, you exchanged knowing glances.]

"Of course I'm not joking."

"How could I deceive such a beautiful woman?"

[Iron Fan also has a good impression of you; her beautiful eyes are full of joy.]

"In that case, I shall do my part as a host."

"follow me."

[Afterwards, you followed Iron Fan to a scenic spot amidst a sea of ​​blood.]

It was a small island in a sea of ​​blood; despite the rising blood energy, the island was covered in lush greenery.

These lush green plants stood out starkly against the surrounding vibrant, blood-red atmosphere.

As you can see, these are all rare and exotic trees, the likes of which are extremely difficult to find elsewhere.

[Upon arriving on the island, my body felt as if it were in paradise, and the pain from cultivating the Blood Nerves lessened considerably.]

The iron fan then transformed into a chair and a round table, telling you to wait while she went to pick some fruit.

After waiting a while, you saw Iron Fan bring in a tray and place it on the table, on which were many exotic fruits.

[There were peaches the size of a child's head, half green and half red, emitting a wonderful fragrance.]

[There are grapes that are golden in color, like those carved from jade.]

There were apples that were entirely emerald green, with a very deep color.

[There are at least twenty-three kinds of exotic fruits listed above, all of which you've never tasted before.]

【Seeing this, you speak.】

"Iron Fan, what kind of fruits are these?"

"How come I've never seen this before?"

[Iron Fan looked smug.]

“These were all tributes from the Asura people to my father. They also like to travel around. When they encounter exotic flowers and fruits, they will uproot the whole plant and bring it back to the royal city.”

“My father didn’t like it, so he handed it over to me to manage.”

"And this place is the place I specifically sought out. I stole a piece of my father's magic soil and used it to form this island."

"Because of the abundant blood and nutrients, it grows very well."

"There are also about a hundred other immature varieties, otherwise they would look even better if they were all brought out."

"Eat quickly."

“Eating these is very beneficial for spiritual practice.”

After hearing what Iron Fan said, you stopped being hesitant and picked up a grape, putting it in your mouth.

After tasting and chewing, it feels sweet, smooth, cool, and fragrant.

[The magical power within my body, which had remained stagnant for a long time, has also increased significantly.]

It tastes delicious and makes your mouth water; you'll feel refreshed and invigorated.

The other fruits were also fragrant and sweet as honey, greatly beneficial to spiritual practice.

Iron Fan, however, refused to eat, instead gazing at you intently, her hands supporting her cheeks.

For some reason, from the first moment I saw you, I felt as if we had known each other for a long time, but because of my engagement, I had been suppressing my feelings.

Now that you've come to her, it's caused her pent-up emotions to erupt uncontrollably.

Before you knew it, you had eaten most of the fruit on the tray.

Feeling slightly full, you then notice the beautiful woman in front of you has been watching you the whole time, and you feel rather embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, it's been a long time since I've had such delicious fruit."

Iron Fan did not answer, her gaze remaining fixed on him with deep affection.

Seeing the other person like this, you couldn't resist and pulled them straight into your arms.

The two of them took from each other like this, and you felt an indescribable fragrance between their lips and teeth.

Upon reaching deeper into the island, Iron Fan activated its protective formation, causing a hazy, indistinct aura of blood to rise. From the outside, it looked like a tiny, inconspicuous pimple on a sea of ​​blood.

In the picture, the shy and lovely girl's lips are slightly parted, and her crystal-clear, snow-white skin is flushed with a faint blush.

Her delicate lips emitted a melodious, heavenly cry…

……

……

[Two people who are mutually in love can give themselves to each other so quickly.]

You've spent a month with Iron Fan on this Blood Island, and you've never felt time fly by. You gradually feel the red spots on your blood nerves spreading uncontrollably.

Because they were afraid of showing their flaws in front of their loved ones.

So you bid farewell to Iron Fan, saying that you would come to her father to propose marriage after some time.

Although Iron Fan's beautiful eyes were reluctant to part, she understood that what you said was not a lie.

"Su Lang, if possible, I am willing to leave with you."

[You're increasingly losing control of the side effects of the blood nerves, but seeing Iron Fan like this softens your heart.]

"Iron Fan, if you're willing to leave with me, wait on this island for a while. I'll come back to find you in less than three days." [Iron Fan nodded.]

"Go quickly and come back soon."

You then flew away from the Blood Sea Island on your sword.

Seeing your embarrassed departure, Iron Fan, though unaware of what had happened to you, knew it was something she didn't want her to know.

Everything depends on your return and your subtle questioning.

You flew towards the outer edge of the sea of ​​blood, constantly watching to see if there were any people on it.

Upon arriving at the outer edge of the Blood Sea, you immediately sensed an aura emanating from beneath the surface of that outer sea.

[Most of those who come to this sea of ​​blood are evil cultivators, which excites you greatly.]

[By absorbing this person's primordial spirit, you can alleviate your physical discomfort.]

The next second, you steered your flying swords, and they all flew towards the seabed.

"what!"

A cry of pain rang out, and moments later, a small figure enveloped in golden flames leaped out of the sea.

"Who destroyed my physical body!"

This humble man is the sect leader of a sect called Xuan Yang Sect located near the Blood Sea. His Daoist name is Zhen Yang Zi. Three hundred years ago, he cultivated a pure Yang primordial spirit and became a powerful figure among the rogue immortals.

He came to the Blood Sea to extract pure blood pearls from its seabed to strengthen the physiques of his disciples.

[Now you've destroyed his five hundred years of cultivation without even distinguishing right from wrong.]

[This coincides perfectly with the great calamity of the five-hundred-year-old scattered immortals.]

However, you will have to bear the consequences of this karma.

Seeing that an innocent person had been wrongly injured, a sliver of clarity returned to your muddled mind, and you quickly stepped forward to apologize.

"Senior, I'm so sorry."

"I thought you were an evil cultivator, so I was a bit harsher on you."

[When Zhenyangzi's primordial spirit saw you, it immediately began to curse.]

"You call me a heretical cultivator? I think you're the heretical cultivator!"

"I am the sect leader of the Xuan Yang Sect!"

"How can someone be like you?"

"Didn't your elders teach you this?"

"You ill-mannered brat!"

"Born of a mother but raised by one!"

"How could your father have created such a thing as you..."

"..."

Because Shinyoko had lost her physical body, her spirit had nowhere to reside, and everything she did was an expression of her truest feelings.

[His constant use of foul language gradually angered you.]

At first, I could tolerate it, but the other person's words became increasingly offensive, completely disregarding me.

You've been mischievous since childhood, and although you've toned down your temper over the years, your old habits die hard.

[In your anger, you opened your mouth wide and swallowed Zhenyangzi's primordial spirit whole.]

"I'll teach you to insult me ​​again!"

[As Zhenyangzi's primordial spirit entered his abdomen.]

You were suddenly overwhelmed by an unprecedented pleasure that spread throughout your body. It was a sweetness you had never experienced before, far surpassing even the fruits that Iron Fan had given you.

[This is completely incomparable to the filthy and foul-smelling primordial spirits of those heretical cultivators.]

[At the same time, you are surprised to find that your blood nerves are like they've taken a super tonic, their level rising rapidly.]

[It quickly reached a level where one could truly master the craft.]

You even realize that you will never have to worry about rashes again.

[But you were terrified after you finished having your fun, because you killed a reputable, righteous immortal, and even devoured his primordial spirit, condemning him to eternal damnation.]

Even if he uses very harsh language, you don't need to do that.

This made you feel a sense of fear.

[They believe this is all due to the effects of the blood nerves, gradually leading your behavior closer to the devil.]

After calming your mind, you entered the bottom of the Blood Sea and retrieved Zhenyangzi's body.

[I am preparing to go to the Xuan Yang Sect to apologize with a bundle of thorns on my back.]

[Then, you carried Zhenyangzi's corpse and flew towards the Xuanyang Sect.]

The Xuan Yang Sect is a small sect.

There were no more than twenty people in total, both men and women.

The buildings are laid out similarly to a village, and a large, intelligent yellow dog guards the entrance.

The big yellow dog kept barking at you when it saw you, a stranger.

The others also came out of their rooms to see what had happened.

[After you brought Zhenyangzi's body back, everyone in the Xuan Yang Sect was shocked and deeply saddened.]

"Brother!"

"Master!"

"Master!"

"How could this happen? Who killed you?!"

"..."

Looking at these cultivators who practiced the same techniques as Zhenyangzi, you felt deeply ashamed.

But then, a voice kept echoing in your ears.

"Kill them, consume their pure Yang primordial spirits, and your Blood Nerve will advance to the next level!"

"Then we won't need to be afraid of that demon king anymore!"

"You don't even need to take Sun Wukong seriously!"

(End of this chapter)