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Chapter 715 Wei Henian emerges from seclusion; times have changed (Seeking monthly votes)
"Grand Elder of the Netherworld Ghost Sect!"

Changchunzi exclaimed, "Didn't he die in the great battle?"

Hearing the noise, the old man in black robes slowly turned around, revealing a face covered with strange patterns. A cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth: "Changchunzi, it's been many years. Do you still remember this old man?"

"It really is you, the 'Blood Demon Old Demon' of the Netherworld Ghost Sect!"

Li Yunjing's gaze sharpened, and he said in a deep voice, "I didn't expect you to still be alive."

The Blood Demon King smiled sinisterly: "Thanks to you, I had a brush with death and learned some new things."

Liu Ruyan gripped her flying sword tightly and asked in a low voice, "Yun Jing, what's the background of this old devil?"

"The Grand Elder of the 'Netherworld Ghost Sect' has reached the seventh level of the Nascent Soul stage."

Li Yunjing's gaze turned solemn: "This person was skilled in the Blood Fiend Demon Art and once single-handedly slaughtered three cities. Later, he was besieged and killed by various sects and families. It is rumored that he has perished."

"Li Yunjing, you remember it clearly."

The Blood Demon King laughed loudly: "However, I don't have time to reminisce with you today."

After he finished speaking, he slammed his palm into the blood pool, and the blood immediately surged up, transforming into a huge blood dragon that roared and pounced on Li Yunjing and the others.

"Back off!"

Li Yunjing shouted and quickly formed hand seals, instantly unfurling a golden light screen that blocked the blood dragon from entering.

"Boom!"

The blood dragon crashed into the light barrier, producing a deafening roar, and cracks immediately appeared on the barrier.

Changchunzi's expression changed drastically: "This old devil is even stronger than before!"

Seeing this, Liu Ruyan did not hesitate to summon her flying sword, its light like a rainbow, and thrust it straight at the Blood Demon.

However, before the sword light could even get close, it was blocked by an invisible aura of bloodlust. The flying sword let out a mournful cry and was corroded until its spiritual light dimmed.

"Little girl, you think you can hurt this old man?"

The Blood Demon King sneered disdainfully.

"Ruyan, step down!"

A cold glint flashed in Li Yunjing's eyes, and with a sudden wave of his hand, the "Heavenly Thunder Emperor Seal" reappeared. Countless thunder runes condensed in the air, transforming into a huge thunder mountain that pressed down on the Blood Fiend Old Demon.

"Lightning magic? Hmph, a mere trick!"

The Blood Demon Lord snorted coldly, clasped his hands together, and a pillar of blood rose from the blood pool, colliding with the Thunder Sword.

"boom!"

Lightning and bloodlust intertwined, unleashing a terrifying shockwave that instantly leveled the surrounding mountains, rocks, and trees.

Liu Ruyan and Changchunzi were shaken and staggered backward, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of their mouths.

"This person's cultivation has truly improved significantly!"

Li Yunjing steadied himself, secretly shocked: "He's actually close to the peak of the Nascent Soul realm!"

"Li Yunjing, do you think you can stop me with just a few of you?"

The Blood Demon Lord laughed wildly, "Today, I will use your blood to pay tribute to the souls of my 'Netherworld Ghost Sect'!"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The blood in the pool seemed to be summoned, rushing madly into his body.

The Blood Demon's aura surged, and in the blink of an eye, he broke through the shackles of cultivation, reaching the peak of the ninth level of the Nascent Soul realm!
"Oh no! He's forcibly increasing his cultivation level!"

Changchunzi exclaimed in surprise.

Such cultivation is practically invincible!
Changchunzi was stunned.

If he were to fight the Blood Demon, he would probably be killed in ten or eight moves.

Li Yunjing's face darkened; he knew he couldn't delay any longer.

He took a deep breath, his hands quickly formed a hand seal, and he chanted an incantation: "Heaven and earth are boundless, the universe borrows its power, divine lightning tribulation, descend!"

As his incantation fell, dark clouds filled the sky, thunder rumbled, and thick bolts of purple lightning descended from the heavens, striking down towards the Blood Demon.

Disciples of the "Shenxiao Dao Sect" can enhance their destructive power by using the Heaven and Earth Thunder Technique.

Li Yunjing's cultivation was insufficient to fight his opponent, so he summoned the power of heaven and earth to annihilate him.

"You think a mere tribulation lightning can do anything to me?"

The Blood Demon looked up at the sky, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes, but then he grinned maliciously.

His improved cultivation level made him even more arrogant!
He suddenly spread his arms wide, and the bloodthirsty energy transformed into a crimson barrier, blocking the lightning outside.

"Boom!"

However, the power of thunder continued to flow, and cracks began to appear in the crimson barrier.

"It's now!"

Li Yunjing shouted loudly, his figure flashed, and he instantly appeared behind the Blood Demon, striking him in the back with a palm.

The "Thunder Tribulation Divine Fist" erupted with a thunderous roar, almost shattering the heavens and earth.

"Boy, just you?"

Blood Demon reacted extremely quickly, meeting the attack with a backhand palm strike.

As their palms collided, Li Yunjing felt an immense force, which sent him flying, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Yun Jing!"

Liu Ruyan exclaimed in surprise and wanted to step forward to help, but Changchunzi held her back.

"Don't go! Going up there now is just suicide!"

Changchunzi said in a deep voice.

The Blood Demon King laughed triumphantly: "Li Yunjing, you're nothing special!"

However, before his laughter had even subsided, his expression suddenly changed, and he looked down at his chest.

A thin bolt of lightning had somehow pierced through his protective blood essence and was spreading along his meridians.

"This is……?"

The Blood Demon was filled with shock and rage.

"You think my thunder magic is just for show?"

Li Yunjing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered, "This 'Heart-Devouring Thunder' is specifically designed to break demonic arts. How does it taste?"

The Blood Demon roared, trying to force out the lightning within his body, but found that the lightning was like a bone-deep infection, impossible to dispel.

His breathing became disordered, and his cultivation level began to decline.

Clearly, the external support was no longer effective after Li Yunjing broke through it.

"hateful!"

Blood Demon gritted his teeth and stomped his foot, causing the blood in the blood pool to surge into his body in an attempt to suppress the lightning.

"Demon, kneel down immediately, or you will not escape death!"

Seeing this, Li Yunjing knew his opportunity had arrived.

He took a deep breath and formed a hand seal again. The "Heavenly Thunder Emperor Seal" shone brightly, transforming into a thunder dragon that roared as it charged toward the Blood Fiend Old Demon.

The Blood Demon was trying his best to suppress the lightning within his body and was unable to dodge, so he was hit head-on by the lightning dragon.

"what……"

Amidst a piercing scream, the Blood Demon's body was torn apart by lightning, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

However, the blood mist did not dissipate; instead, it quickly condensed and reformed into human form.

"It's no use! I have long since become one with the blood pool. As long as the blood pool doesn't dry up, I will never die!"

The Blood Demon's voice emanated from the blood mist, filled with madness.

Li Yunjing frowned, knowing that ordinary attacks could not completely eliminate him.

He turned to Changchunzi and asked, "Fellow Daoist Changchunzi, is there any way to destroy this blood pool?"

Changchunzi pondered and said, "The Blood Pool was refined using the secret techniques of the 'Netherworld Ghost Sect,' and it requires the power of extreme Yang to be completely purified."

Liu Ruyan suddenly said, "Yun Jing, don't you have the 'Samadhi True Fire'?"

"Correct!"

Li Yunjing's eyes lit up: "'Samadhi True Fire' is the most yang fire of heaven and earth, perhaps we can give it a try!"

After he finished speaking, he clasped his hands together, and his spiritual power surged wildly within him. The "Samadhi True Fire" burst forth from his eyes, nose, ears, and mouth, transforming into fiery dragons that rushed towards the blood pool.

"Do not……"

Upon seeing this, the Blood Demon cried out in terror.

The fire dragon rushed into the blood pool, and the blood immediately boiled, making a hissing sound and emitting puffs of black smoke.

The blood in the blood pool decreased at a visible rate, and the Blood Demon's body began to become illusory.

"Li Yunjing! I will haunt you even in death!"

The Blood Demon King uttered his final curse and then turned to ashes in the flames.

As the blood pool dried up, the crimson pillar of light in the sky gradually dissipated.

Li Yunjing let out a long sigh of relief, his body swayed, and he almost fell over.

"Yun Jing, are you alright?"

Liu Ruyan quickly stepped forward to support him and asked with concern.

"It's just that I've overused my spiritual energy; I just need to rest for a bit."

Li Yunjing shook his head, "Fortunately, demonic cultivators are greedy for merit and reckless, lacking sufficient foundation. As long as there is a way to restrain them, it is common for the weak to defeat the strong."

"That being said, how many people can reach Fellow Daoist Li's level?"

Changchunzi stepped forward and said with emotion, "Thanks to Fellow Daoist Li, otherwise the consequences today would have been unimaginable."

"The resurgence of the 'Netherworld Ghost Sect' is probably just the beginning."

Li Yunjing said with a wry smile, "We must notify all the major sects as soon as possible and make preparations. This evil trend absolutely cannot be allowed to come back to life."

Changchunzi nodded: "I'll send someone to deliver the message right away." Liu Ruyan looked at Li Yunjing's pale face and said with heartache: "Let's go back and rest first."

Li Yunjing nodded and, supported by Liu Ruyan, slowly left the ancestral home of the Nangong family.

Three days later, in the capital.

Li Yunjing was meditating in his quiet room when he suddenly received an urgent message from Fu Chao.

"Old Li, something terrible has happened!"

Fu Chao's voice was filled with panic, "Seven villages on the border of Xizhou were slaughtered overnight, and all the dead have become mummies!"

Li Yunjing suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze flashing with a sharp light: "Have you discovered any traces of demonic cultivators?"

"Yes! Some demonic cultivators have appeared out of nowhere, killing and setting fires everywhere, and provoking various forces."

Fu Chao's face was grim as he cursed, "These demonic cultivators are hit and run, and the allied forces of various sects can't track them down at all, let alone wipe them out."

"never mind!"

Li Yunjing frowned, then suddenly remembered something, "This matter has nothing to do with us. Other sects and families can't just take advantage without contributing!"

"what?"

Fu Chao was stunned, not expecting Li Yunjing to make such a choice.

"These little devils are running around everywhere, clearly trying to distract us."

Li Yunjing sneered, "The world is so vast, how can we have the time to search slowly?"

"Too!"

Fu Chao nodded in sudden realization.

"If other sects ask for help, find a reason to let them solve it themselves!"

Li Yunjing laughed and said, "We can't treat our 'Shenxiao Dao Sect' like a babysitter."

……

While Li Yunjing was dealing with the affairs of the "Youyue Kingdom", in a secluded courtyard of the "City of Glory", the door creaked open.

A middle-aged man in a yellow robe slowly walked out.

If Li Yunjing were to see this person, he would definitely show a surprised expression. This person is none other than Wei Henian, who has a considerable grudge against Li Yunjing!

"After fifty years of cultivation, I have finally broken through to the third level of the Golden Core realm."

Looking at the overgrown yard, Wei Henian couldn't help but sigh.

Wei Henian took out a communication talisman from his pocket, gathered spiritual power at his fingertips, and gently tapped it.

The talisman immediately glowed faintly, and countless pieces of information flooded into his mind like a tide.

“Shenxiao Dao Sect…Li Yunjing…”

His brows suddenly furrowed, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

The message displayed on the talisman made him gasp for breath:
Li Yunjing not only successfully broke through to the seventh level of the Golden Core realm, but also became the first deputy sect leader of the "Shenxiao Dao Sect"!
He has even taken over Ming Lingchuan's duties in handling the affairs of the "Youyue Kingdom".

This person's cultivation progressed so rapidly that he was hailed by various forces in the "Southern Heaven Continent" as a cultivation prodigy who appears only once every 100,000 years.

This person is so powerful that he is comparable to a top-tier Nascent Soul Realm cultivator!

"What a fine Li Yunjing!"

"You beast! I never imagined that after years of hard work in cultivation, not only would I not have caught up, but I would have been left even further behind."

"Moreover, Li Yunjing has seized power. Do I still have a future in the Shenxiao Dao Sect?"

"Should we return to our sect?"

"Should he directly relinquish his status as a true disciple and become an elder?"

"But Li Yunjing and his ilk will definitely retaliate against me and give me a powerless and idle position. Wouldn't that ruin my future career?"

"Or perhaps Li Yunjing holds a grudge and arranges a dangerous mission to kill me?"

"No! I can't go back to the Divine Firmament Dao Sect, but if I leave the sect, will there be a place for me to settle down in this vast world?"

Wei Henian was caught in a dilemma. He subconsciously clenched his five fingers, and the communication talisman instantly turned into dust.

He paced back and forth in the courtyard with a gloomy face, the scene of being publicly humiliated by Li Yunjing flashing through his mind.

The evening breeze in the "City of Glory" carried a rusty, metallic smell, sweeping past the fortune-telling stalls on the street corner.

Wei Henian staggered into a tavern with a sign that read "Zui Xian Lou" (Drunken Immortal Pavilion). The waiter noticed that although his robes were old, they were made of fine materials, so he quickly led him to a private room on the second floor.

He waved the waiter away and was about to order wine when the whispers from next door pierced his ears like needles.

"Did you hear that?"

"That Vice Sect Leader Li of the Shenxiao Dao Sect wiped out three demonic strongholds in the Youyue Kingdom in one fell swoop, and even the Grand Elder of the Youming Ghost Sect was burned to ashes by him!"

"That's not all! My cousin works for the 'Northern Emperor Sect,' and he said that Vice Sect Leader Li's lightning magic has reached the 'Purple Lightning Encircling the Body' level. Even a Nascent Soul cultivator might not be able to withstand three of his moves!"

"Tsk tsk, I heard that when he first joined the Divine Firmament Dao Sect, he was just an outer disciple..."

"Hehe! I wonder what kind of extraordinary encounter he had to become so powerful! He has become a famous master in the world in less than a hundred years of cultivation."

……

Wei Henian's knuckles turned white as he gripped the wine glass, the wine dripping down the rim onto the back of his hand. The icy touch couldn't suppress the burning pain in his heart.

The constant discussions about Li Yunjing almost made his heart bleed.

"Damn it! If I hadn't cared about saving face back then and had personally killed him, would there be any hidden danger like this now?"

He gulped down a large mouthful of strong liquor, the burning sensation in his throat reminding him of the feeling of being trampled underfoot by Li Yunjing back then.

Back then, the other person was just a newcomer who had just condensed his Qi, but the contempt in his eyes was more hurtful than the flattery in the tavern now.

It was Li Yunjing who turned Wei Henian from the glorious president of the "Wanfa Association" into a pariah in the sect.

Nowadays, he doesn't even have many friends in the "Shenxiao Dao Sect"!

"boom!"

The wine glass was slammed onto the table, and the chatter from next door abruptly ceased.

Wei Henian was panting heavily when a name suddenly flashed through his mind.

"Perhaps seeking refuge with the Yuanyang Dao Sect is a way out?"

The thought flashed through his mind.

But then I thought, the Shenxiao Dao Sect is becoming more and more prosperous, and even the Yuanyang Dao Sect has to give way.

At this point, if he sought refuge there, would the "Yuanyang Dao Sect" dare to take him in?
Could they offer themselves as a gift to the "Shenxiao Dao Sect"?
The thought of this outcome sent a chill down his spine.

"Ugh……"

With a long sigh, Wei Henian murmured to himself, "In this vast world, where is my home?"

"Hehe! Fellow Daoist, I apologize for disturbing you!"

Just then, there was a knock on the door, and a gentle voice came in.

"Ok?"

Wei Henian immediately became wary.

After a while, seeing that the person outside the door did not make any unfriendly move, he slowly lowered his guard and asked, "Who is that friend outside the door?"

"Mo Wentian saw that you were drinking alone and feeling down, so I came to ask for a drink."

A gentle, warm voice came from outside the door.

Wei Henian frowned slightly. "Mo Wentian?"
He had never heard of this name before!

But feeling troubled at the moment, he thought for a moment and then waved his hand to open the barrier: "Please come in."

The door opened slightly, and a middle-aged scholar dressed in a moon-white robe entered with a smile.

This man had a face like jade, and held a green jade folding fan in his hand. What was most striking was the silver vertical line between his eyebrows, with faint stars flowing within it.

"I apologize for disturbing you, and I hope you will forgive me."

Mo Wentian bowed respectfully, his gaze lingering for a moment on the "Shenxiao Dao Sect" true inheritance token hanging at Wei Henian's waist, his smile deepening.

"What brings you here, Fellow Daoist Mo?"

Wei Henian's heart tightened, and he subconsciously put the token away.

Why ask a question you already know the answer to, Fellow Daoist Wei?

Mo Wentian sat down uninvited and took out a pot of spiritual wine to fill the two of them: "I have cultivated the Heavenly Calculation Technique, which is used to solve all the world's problems, especially... the problems of those who have nowhere else to turn."

The wine, once poured into the glass, unexpectedly shimmered with a rainbow of colors.

"Seven-Colored Immortal Wine?"

Wei Henian's pupils contracted slightly: "This wine can help Golden Core cultivators break through bottlenecks; it's priceless..."

"This small amount of wine is just a token of my sincerity."

Mo Wentian took a sip and said, "Fellow Daoist Wei, you are now surrounded by wolves in front and tigers behind. Don't you want to find a way to survive?"

There is no such thing as a good thing without a reason.

Wei Henian sneered: "Fellow Daoist Mo, just say what you have to say directly, there's no need to beat around the bush."

Given his background and experience, he was no novice in the cultivation world. Mo Wentian's origins were unpredictable, and he might not have any good intentions.

Wei Henian is equally cunning and treacherous; how could we not be wary of him?

"It's certainly not charity."

Mo Wentian gently waved his folding fan, "I just feel sorry for Fellow Daoist Wei's current predicament!"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Wei Henian interrupted with an unfriendly expression.

"I have a secret method that allows me to break through to a higher realm by borrowing the luck of others."

Mo Wentian calmly took out a jade slip from his sleeve: "And you, Fellow Daoist Wei... happen to have a grudge against the person with the most prosperous destiny in this world."

(End of this chapter)