Vampire Cultivation Notes

"Is it you?"

The Five-Cut Monk and the Old Fishman exchanged a glance and recognized the Taoist priest.

That's only natural.

In the past, Venerable Baozhou had many disciples, all of whom served as managers in Taipingfang, assisting Venerable Baozhou in managing the affairs of the neighborhood.

During this event, after the demon tiger broke through the market and ate Master Baozhou, many of the managers and disciples died in the incident. In the end, only the chief manager Cheng Ming and the second manager Cheng Qi disappeared without a trace.

Unexpectedly, today this Daoist Cheng Qi suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

This is a good thing! Wu Quan Toutuo and Lao Yuhan were worried that they were too far away to attend the feast.

"Gentlemen! Hold your fire!"

When the approaching Daoist Cheng Qi saw the fierce glint in the eyes of the two men, he knew that the cultivators of Taipingfang Market were as virtuous as ever, so he quickly said something.

"—The upper sect is about to return!"

The Five-Child Monk and the Old Fishman, who had taken out their magical implements, paused for a moment, then subtly put them back.

This is a mess; why didn't you say so earlier, Second Steward?

"I wonder where the second steward got this information from?" Old Fishman put on a smiling face.

"The supernatural powers of the highest sect are beyond the comprehension of ordinary people!"

Cheng Qi Dao Ren regained his proud expression and swept away the dust.

He is only fifty years old this year, yet he has surpassed many of his disciples to become the second steward, which makes him quite proud.

When he saw Taiping City on the verge of collapse, he was quick-witted and was the first to think of escaping by sea. However, he was stopped by other fleeing cultivators when he boarded the ship, thus saving his life.

"You two are truly fortunate to be the first ones I've found!"

Daoist Chengqi laughed and said, "My master is about to return, and I intend to rebuild the Reception Platform. This matter must not be made public. If you two help me gather the necessary manpower, I will reward you."

"This... is just empty talk."

The Five-Cut Monk was beginning to believe in the return of the Ruyi Sect.

However, they were unwilling to put in effort for nothing and let Cheng Qi Dao Ren take advantage of them.

"How can this be considered mere empty talk?!" Daoist Cheng Qi said unhappily. After thinking for a moment, he added, "How about this: my senior brother Cheng Ming has met with misfortune, and his inheritance should rightfully belong to me. When the murderer is caught, I will simply take out a share."

"Steward Chengming is dead too?"

This was the first time that Wu Quan Toutuo and Lao Yuhan had heard of this matter. These two had only ever hung out outside the market before and didn't know much about Chengming Daoist. They only knew that he was a ruthless person who had spent one or two decades in the Qi Refining Perfection stage.

Daoist Chengqi laughed and said, "Before the market was destroyed, my senior brother had been in contact with an outsider for many years. Who could have kept it a secret from him that he was secretly going to Wangyue Valley? In the end, he raised a huge, ferocious tiger who betrayed his master and ancestors."

"Now that the Upper Sect has returned, it is also to deal with this matter. Listen to what I have to say, and when the other person is captured, you will be rewarded handsomely."

Moon Valley!

Nowadays, everyone knows that Wangyue Valley is a wonderful place, with spiritual energy like that of a celestial paradise, an opportunity that has been seen only once in several lifetimes.

The Five-Cut Monk and the Old Fishman looked at each other, and suddenly greed arose within them.

……

On the shore of the East China Sea, beneath a precipice.

The remains of the former reception platform have long been buried.

Fortunately, Master Chengqi was in charge of managing the Reception Platform and the Ferry Crossing that day, so he spared no expense in the materials and carried out the repairs in a well-organized manner.

One reason is to serve the sect and establish some connections.

Secondly, it's also for the benefit of Daoist Chengqi; who wouldn't covet it?

Within a month, a group of quick-witted and skilled cultivators crossed the dangerous wilderness and came to the seaside to help Daoist Chengqi repair the reception platform.

Looking around, they were all renowned cultivators, each with impeccable lineage.

As the crowd grew, a commotion broke out.

After more than ten days, just as the platform for receiving guests was about to be completed, someone started shouting.

"Second Steward, please tell me what the benefits are! If it's just about subduing that demonic tiger and saving us from some crisis, then let's not talk about it."

"Exactly!"

Among the crowd, Madam Zhao, seeing someone take the lead, laughed and said, "So what if the demon tiger is acting ferociously? We're used to it. How many people will it take before it's our turn? Why the rush?"

The old fisherman standing nearby nodded in agreement.

Upon seeing this, Daoist Cheng Qi frowned and stepped out using the Four Directions Step.

"What a filthy bunch, so lazy!"

"I already know that you have obtained the cultivation techniques of the Upper Sect and the method to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage. Aren't you afraid of being punished when the Upper Sect returns?"

After finishing his tirade, seeing that all the cultivators in the room had fallen silent, Daoist Cheng Qi smiled and said, "If you follow me, I will show some leniency and protect you when the upper sect comes."

Upon hearing this, the Scorpion Lady suddenly spoke up from below the reception platform, saying, "The method was spread by the Blood-Handed Old Demon, what does it have to do with us?"

Wu Quan Toutuo glanced at Scorpion Lady, but also agreed.

How can we blame them for picking up techniques for free?

"...Shh!"

Then Daoist Chengqi looked around and recognized the faces and origins of each of the cultivators who came here.

Only then was he relieved. After further consideration, he felt that now that things had come to this point, there was no need to hide it anymore.

Cheng Qi Dao Ren then said, "I have also seen the book 'Blood Heart Freedom Secret Record' and know about the Blood Hand Old Demon. I also know who the Blood Hand Old Demon is and who killed my senior brother Cheng Ming."

"The Upper Sect is approaching. If you help me keep an eye on that Blood Hand Old Demon, it won't be considered that you've overstepped your bounds, and you'll even receive other benefits."

Upon hearing this, the cultivators couldn't help but be in an uproar.

Suddenly, Yu Er shouted, "Second Steward! I've been mingling in this market for years, and I know who that person is. I've wanted to take revenge on him for a long time, but I wonder if the Fairy of Luxurious Colors, who never leaves her secluded home at Wanbao Pavilion, is still there?"

"...Fairy Shecai?" Daoist Chengqi pondered, a troubled expression on his face, unsure how to handle the Foundation Establishment matter.

Below the welcoming platform, the Scorpion Lady smiled and said, "That's easy. I've been thinking about killing that bastard for a while now. Since the Blood Hand Old Demon is close to the Myriad Treasures Pavilion, I wonder what kind of methods he has. Why don't we inform the Upper Sect before we make our move? Even if Fairy Shecai is in seclusion, the others in the Myriad Treasures Pavilion should be able to tell what's important."

"rational!"

Cheng Qi Dao Ren is adept at intimidating rogue cultivators and lording it over them, but he is inherently seven or eight parts weaker when facing Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Upon hearing someone mention such a plan, he couldn't help but praise, "Let's proceed accordingly. We can't let him escape, or we'll ruin everything!"

With the plan finalized, some people headed towards the secluded, closed-off location of the Wanbaoge Pavilion in the desolate mountains.

From the beginning, Daoist Chengqi only gathered a small number of cultivators to participate, partly to avoid attracting the attention of the demon tiger and being attacked, and partly because he was worried that if the news spread, the parties involved would realize something was wrong and run away.

The monk's scheming and plotting are evident.

……

In the ruins of Taipingfang Market.

The cultivators who had returned to their normal lives were pleased to find that there were fewer Tribulation Cultivators out and about recently.

However, the Blood Hand Demon had been missing for several days, causing the cultivators who had gathered their essence and blood to come and buy rice to wait quite a while.

I don't know where that person went.