I died young at the start, but I'm reincarnated with unlimited skill points!

The death of the young master of the Zhao family's direct line naturally caused a great uproar in Dingzhou City.

Several elders from the Zhao family, all at the late stage of Qi Refining, arrived one after another. In their fury, they practically turned the entire city of Dingzhou upside down and scraped it three feet deep.

However, Su Cheng cleaned up the mess too thoroughly.

The fire destroyed all traces of spiritual energy in the brothel.

The twelve ordinary assassins who participated in the assassination were unregistered individuals without proper identification or place of origin, and they died on the spot from self-destruction of their vital energy, making them impossible to trace.

Cultivators are used to using their divine sense to track the remnants of magical power, but they become blind amidst the ashes of the mortal world.

Ultimately, after months of fruitless efforts, the Zhao family could only conclude that the incident was the work of wandering demonic cultivators or rogue bandits, and hastily withdrew with their pent-up anger.

During this period, Dingyuan Trading Company ceased all activity and went into complete hibernation.

It wasn't until the storm completely subsided that the trade routes in Dingzhou City returned to their former prosperity.

However, just when everyone at Qianlong Manor thought they had survived a calamity and were preparing to continue living peacefully...

Unexpectedly, disaster struck.

As night fell, dark clouds gathered over the desolate mountains a hundred miles outside Dingzhou City.

A massive yet extremely complex spiritual pressure, like a tangible dark cloud, slowly pressed down from the horizon.

In mid-air, a figure draped in a wide black robe hovered on a magical artifact.

As the black robe billowed, a face with prominent cheekbones and a withered, demon-like appearance was revealed.

If any of Aoki Su's old friends were here, they would be horrified.

This person is none other than the young patriarch of the Qingmu Su family, who used his own father as a human shield and abandoned his entire clan to flee alone fourteen years ago.

Su Hao!

Fourteen years have passed, and Su Hao has managed to retain his Foundation Establishment cultivation level.

However, his current condition was more miserable than that of any Qi Refining stage cultivator.

The poison from that inferior Foundation Establishment Pill from back then had long since seeped deep into his limbs and bones.

The low-grade Dao foundation that was forcibly formed after breaking through the barrier was covered with fine cracks.

Over the past fourteen years, his cultivation has made no progress whatsoever.

Every full moon night, they also have to endure the excruciating pain of their Dao foundation being torn apart and their true essence being devoured by countless ants.

"Damn it... this inferior erysipelas has flared up again."

Su Hao clutched his chest, his face contorted in pain, and coughed up a mouthful of black blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.

In order to survive, and in order to repair this foundation riddled with holes.

He lived in anonymity for many years, and finally, while exploring the cave dwellings of rogue cultivators, he found an extremely vicious fragment of a demonic cultivation technique.

The Great Technique of Blood Relationship Fusion!

This demonic art requires the essence and soul of a blood relative as a catalyst, which must be forcibly fused into the body in order to repair the damaged foundation of one's Dao.

However, the Qingmu Su family had been slaughtered by the Zhao and Lin families long ago, so where could he find his blood relatives?

In desperation, he decided to try anything, and activated the bloodline tracking technique attached to his demonic arts.

It was originally just a test.

Unexpectedly, the compass of the secret technique generated an extremely strong response in this desolate wilderness on the border of the Yue Kingdom!

Su Hao took out a compass made of white bone from his sleeve.

In the center of the compass, a drop of his own blood essence was boiling and burning, turning into a scarlet blood line that pointed firmly into the depths of the mountains ahead.

That's the direction of Blackwind Valley.

"Such a strong shared bloodline...there must be at least a hundred people!"

In Su Hao's only remaining intact eye, a chilling fervor and greed erupted.

"Heaven hasn't forsaken me!"

"So many remnants escaped back then, and even multiplied and thrived here!"

Su Hao grinned, revealing teeth stained with black blood, his smile as sinister as a night owl's.

He didn't care who these escaped clansmen were, nor how they had survived the slaughter back then.

In his eyes, these people were not his own kind, but rather a divine gift to him to repair his foundation!

"Whoosh—"

Su Hao suddenly activated his true essence, transforming into a streak of light radiating intense bloodlust, and following the compass's guidance, rushed straight towards Black Wind Valley.

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Hidden Dragon Manor, a secret underground chamber.

Su Yu, who was breathing with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them.

His divine sense, at the peak of the ninth level of Qi Refining, allowed him to keenly perceive the terrifying pressure that was not concealed at all, a hundred miles away.

It was a life level suppression that surpassed the limits of the Qi Refining stage and belonged to the Foundation Establishment stage cultivators.

But what Su Yu cared about even more was the aura of rejection and trembling that arose in his bloodline within that oppressive aura.

"Bloodline connection? Demonic cultivation techniques?"

Su Yu frowned slightly, and countless possibilities flashed through his mind.

He stood up and strode open the stone door to the secret chamber.

In the front yard, Su Tie and several other stewards also felt the heavy oppressive feeling coming from the horizon.

Although they were only at the mid-stage of Qi Refining, their spiritual sense could not probe very far.

However, the ominous aura, like dark clouds covering the sky, had already made the spiritual energy of this world extremely chaotic.

"Master, this aura... it's from a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator?!"

Su Tie's face was pale, and his voice was strained.

In this remote area, Foundation Establishment cultivators are practically an insurmountable natural disaster.

"What's the panic?"

Su Yu stood with his hands behind his back in the center of the courtyard, gazing calmly at the night sky outside the valley.

"It's just an old friend who came."

"An old friend?" Su Tie was taken aback.

"Go and sound the alarm."

Su Yu did not explain, but issued instructions in an orderly manner.

"Have all the women and children in the manor immediately enter the underground passage and seal the entrance."

"Cheng'er, take your warriors and retreat to the inner courtyard. Without my order, no one is to step out."

"Yuan'er, go activate the defensive array patterns of the second-tier spirit gathering array and draw spiritual energy to its maximum."

Upon hearing the order, everyone immediately composed themselves and quickly dispersed to carry it out.

Su Yu reached out and placed his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, his fingertips gently stroking the patterns on the scabbard.

Fourteen years have passed.

That arrogant young man who used the lives of his entire clan as a stepping stone to sweep away all his heritage.

Now, it has turned into an old dog that comes knocking on the door by smelling blood.

"His foundation is mottled, his aura is weak and unstable, and he cannot even suppress the bloodthirsty aura of demonic arts."

Su Yu sighed as he felt the approaching pressure.

"Is this the Foundation Establishment Path you paid any price for back then?"

Thick clouds rolled up in the sky above the valley.

A crimson streak of light tore through the night in Black Wind Valley and hovered abruptly above Hidden Dragon Manor.

The raging true energy, like a tangible pressure, crushed the two stone lions outside the manor gate into dust.

"An array? A mere Qi Refining stage cultivator's incomplete array thinks it can stop me?!"

In mid-air, Su Hao looked down at the brightly lit manor below, his single eye filled with cruel pleasure.

Instead of rushing to break the formation, he released the full pressure of his Foundation Establishment stage cultivation, like a cat playing with a mouse.

"Listen up, you remnants of the Su family who are barely clinging to life inside."

Su Hao's hoarse, shrill voice, carried by his true energy, resounded throughout the entire Black Wind Valley.

"Withdraw your formation and leave the manor so I can drain your life essence!"

"Otherwise, when the formation breaks, I will surely extract your souls and burn them with infant fire for a hundred years!"

The sound echoed.

The next moment, the heavy vermilion gate of Qianlong Manor slowly opened.

Su Yu, dressed in a plain long robe, walked alone, stepping over the dust of the stone lions scattered on the ground, and calmly walked out of the manor.

He tilted his head slightly, looking at the black-robed figure in mid-air that resembled a demon, and spoke calmly.

"Young clan leader, it has been fourteen years since we last met."

"Your appearance, neither human nor ghost, has truly opened Su Tian's eyes."