Chapter 1851: This is impossible!

A fantasy novel.

Zhi Yin and the others said in a deep voice, “What do you mean by ‘getting there first’? We haven’t found anything yet.”

All of them were outstanding disciples from their respective sects, normally accustomed to being praised and admired. If they weren't currently in an unfamiliar world, they would have reacted explosively to the man's interrogative tone.

“Do you expect me to believe you just because you say so? I won’t make things difficult for you. Just let me search your storage bags, and then you can leave,” Venerable Blood Spirit snorted.

Hearing his arrogant and domineering tone, all three of them changed their expressions. “Why should we let you search us?”

“Why?” Venerable Blood Spirit’s face turned cold. “Little brats, didn’t your elders teach you that strength reigns supreme when you’re out in the world?”

Luo Dongjiang, furious, laughed instead. “Your arrogance is quite something. Do you really think we’re so easily bullied?”

With their strength as chief disciples, working together, they could even contend with veteran elders in their sects, and ordinary Grandmasters would be no match for their combined power.

Previously, they had continuously conceded, not wanting to cause trouble in this unfamiliar environment. Unexpectedly, their patience only led to the other party becoming more audacious. How could they, who had always been proud and arrogant, endure this any longer? They all began to retort sharply.

Venerable Blood Spirit gave a sinister smile. “Youngsters these days are far too arrogant. If I don’t teach you a lesson, you’ll never learn the harsh realities of life.”

He merely raised a hand, and a spectral hand composed of bone directly slapped towards Luo Dongjiang.

Luo Dongjiang had already prepared himself, but he never expected the speed to be so astonishing.

With a crisp *smack*, he had already been slapped across the face.

Although the slap's power wasn't immense due to its speed, only causing his face to swell, the humiliation was overwhelming.

As the dignified chief disciple of Mount Luofu, when had he ever suffered such a profound humiliation?

He roared in anger, and immediately drew his weapon, lunging forward.

On the other side, Zhi Yin and Zhao Xiaodie didn't stand by and watch. Knowing that in this situation they had to work together, they simultaneously moved to assist. The combined might of the three most outstanding disciples of the next generation from the Daoist sects was quite impressive.

“Oh, no wonder they’re all so young and spirited. They certainly have some skills,” Venerable Blood Spirit raised his eyebrows, though his eyebrows had long since fallen out, making him look extremely grotesque.

His figure was uncanny; he darted into the fray, moving back and forth, constantly preventing the three from coordinating their attacks. Each of them felt as if they were fighting him alone, and they were all inwardly astonished.

Seeing this scene from a treetop far away, Yun Jianyue yawned. “Boring. Let’s go back and find Hong Lei and the others soon. They must be worried sick by now.”

As the Demonic Cult Master, the outstanding disciples of the next generation from the Daoist sects meant nothing to her. She would even prefer them to perish here, as it would be more beneficial for the Demonic Cult.

Yan Xuehen, however, frowned. “No, as fellow Daoists, I cannot stand by and do nothing.”

Yun Jianyue scoffed, “What else can you do besides standing by? Do you have any strength left? Going down to save them would be sending yourself to your doom. You’re so beautiful; I’m sure that Venerable Blood Spirit down there wouldn’t mind having some fun with you.”

Yan Xuehen's expression subtly changed, but she knew Yun Jianyue was speaking the truth. Just now, Zu An's actions had left her so utterly drained and weak that she couldn't muster even a shred of strength to intervene herself. She could only cast a pitiful look at Zu An.

Her usually reserved nature made her bad at asking for favors. Unable to find the words, she could only gesture with her eyes.

Just as Zu An was about to respond, Yun Jianyue spoke first, “Don’t save them. That Zhi Yin once fought with your Manman, Zhao Xiaodie is Prince Qi’s daughter and is hostile towards you, and that Luo Dongjiang also offended Hong Lei back then. If you save them, won’t that make us lose face?”

Zu An was speechless.

This was truly a headache. Having confidantes from two opposing factions meant that no matter what he chose, he would offend someone.

Just then, the battle on the ground changed. Zhao Xiaodie let out a muffled grunt and was sent flying. Next was Luo Dongjiang, followed by Zhi Yin. All of them were injured. The order in which they fell also revealed the differences in their cultivation levels.

Zhao Xiaodie gritted her teeth, and her entire body transformed into a swarm of butterflies, sweeping towards Venerable Blood Spirit.

“Oh, it’s poisonous. What a pity, poison is what I fear the least,” A green light flashed around Venerable Blood Spirit, as if he had absorbed the toxins. He suddenly stretched out a gaunt hand and clawed at the countless fluttering butterflies.

With a cry of alarm, the butterflies dispersed, revealing Zhao Xiaodie. Her arm had already been seized by the opponent.

“The little girl is quite pretty,” Venerable Blood Spirit extended his long, slender tongue and licked her face, which was as fair and smooth as a freshly peeled egg.

Just then, a terrifying gust of wind struck. Venerable Blood Spirit's heart tensed, and he hastily tilted his head back, dodging the attack.

Zhao Xiaodie seized the opportunity to escape his grasp, and darted dozens of yards away. Her beautiful face was filled with terror. She had nearly been caught by this man, and seeing his lecherous expression, it wasn’t hard to imagine what fate awaited her.

At this moment, Venerable Blood Spirit let out a surprised sound, then a look of wild joy flashed across his face. “It’s actually an immortal-grade weapon! Haha, even if I don’t find the artifact of that tribulation transcender today, getting this will be a good compensation.”

Zhi Yin, holding the Shadowless Orb, had an extremely grim expression. If he didn’t use this weapon, he couldn’t defeat his opponent, but if he did, it would be coveted. He truly was unlucky today.

Venerable Blood Spirit gave him no chance to regret. His figure moved like lightning, shifting from primarily targeting Zhao Xiaodie, to fully attacking Zhi Yin, aiming to snatch the Shadowless Orb from his hand.

Zhi Yin was quickly overwhelmed, and Zhao Xiaodie hastily rushed forward to help.

Luo Dongjiang hesitated for a moment, then also unleashed his lifelong ultimate techniques and charged in.

From the tree, Yan Xuehen subtly frowned. “Although their cultivation is decent, that Venerable Blood Spirit has already entered the Grandmaster realm. They simply can’t contend with him.”

Sure enough, in almost the blink of an eye, several more shocking injuries appeared on the three of them.

A crisp crack echoed, revealing that Luo Dongjiang had been sent flying by a palm strike, directly slamming into a tree. The tree was large enough to require three people to embrace, yet it was snapped instantly by his impact.

Luo Dongjiang also vomited a mouthful of fresh blood, his face instantly turning pale. He was clearly severely wounded.

He instinctively wanted to charge back in, but quickly halted. Gazing at the ghostly, demonic figure in the arena, he knew that even if the three of them fought to the death, they would likely still not be a match for that man.

Since the man's attention was now fully on the two junior sisters…

He showed hesitation, but finally gritted his teeth and turned to leave.

Without Luo Dongjiang, Zhao Xiaodie felt the pressure intensify. At that moment, her peripheral vision caught him running away. She couldn't help but feel shocked and panicked: “Senior Brother Luo, where are you going?”

Luo Dongjiang’s voice quickly came back, “Junior Sister Zhao, I’m going to get reinforcements! You two hold on!”

Having said that, his figure vanished into the distance.

Venerable Blood Spirit’s attention was now entirely focused on the Shadowless Orb, so he didn’t bother chasing Luo Dongjiang.

Zhao Xiaodie's heart instantly sank. Where would they find anyone they knew in this world? Where could Luo Dongjiang possibly get reinforcements? He clearly wanted to seize the opportunity to escape and make the two of them hold off the enemy for him.

Venerable Blood Spirit also burst into laughter. “Husbands and wives are like birds of the same forest; when disaster strikes, they fly their separate ways. You’re merely traveling companions. Why would he risk his life for you?”

At this point, Zhi Yin was also both shocked and enraged. He roared, and while his opponent was dodging the Shadowless Orb, he directly unleashed an 'Iron Mountain Lean' strike, attempting to severely wound him.

“That move is quite interesting; it truly has the force of a mountain crashing down.” Although Venerable Blood Spirit said this, he casually sidestepped, then tripped Zhi Yin's leg, using his own momentum to execute a perfect shoulder throw on him.

Zhi Yin crashed to the ground with a *thud*, his own 'Iron Mountain Lean' backfiring on him. Immediately, a series of *crack* sounds emanated from his body, some of his bones having shattered. He no longer had the strength to fight.

Zhao Xiaodie frantically rushed over, intending to save him, but to her surprise, the opponent's gaunt arm simply bypassed her intricate attacks, and directly clamped around her neck.

Seeing this scene, a flicker of despair crossed both Zhi Yin’s and her faces.

Murder, plunder, and a humiliating death...

Various grim scenarios popped into their minds.

“Haha, my luck is truly good today! Not only have I acquired an immortal-grade weapon, but I also have such a captivating beauty to enjoy.” Venerable Blood Spirit discreetly released a burst of inner energy, sealing Zhao Xiaodie's acupoints, and then tossed her aside.

Suddenly, he turned his head and looked in a certain direction. “Gentlemen, you've watched the show for quite some time. Haven’t you seen enough?”

Zu An was speechless.

Although Yun Jianyue and Yan Xuehen had spoken softly moments ago, he had still managed to detect them. This person's cultivation was truly formidable.

He had no choice but to jump down from the tree, holding Yun Jianyue and Yan Xuehen. “I swear we’re just passing through. Can we leave now?”

He didn't want any further trouble, so he proactively took out a mask and placed it over his face.

Unexpectedly, Yan Xuehen and Yun Jianyue reacted as if they had found a treasure. Each of them snatched a mask and covered their faces. They then shyly buried their faces into his shoulder, afraid of being recognized by the younger generation.