Chapter 146: Long Time No See, Holy Sect

“Greetings, Senior Brother.”

“Mmm.”

He waved his hand, signaling the guarding disciples to withdraw.

Wang Yu was dressed in the robes of an inner disciple, with his Purple Blood Disciple token neatly fastened at his front waist, displaying his official status.

Now that he was back, he would first go to Cold Blood Peak to report on the slave-capturing mission. Although he was alone, the mission still needed to be handed in.

It was a pity he hadn't received a generous reward.

What? All the people are in my storage bag; that's the reward right there!

He couldn't have it both ways. He'd find another chance to operate next time.

Just as he was about to head to Cold Blood Peak, Wang Yu suddenly slapped his forehead. Having been outside for so long, he had almost forgotten the infighting within the sect.

Donning a black robe, Wang Yu first entered the territory of the Five Yin Market. He used a sound transmission talisman to contact Situ Hong, prioritizing gathering information!

Soon after.

Junior Brother Situ, still at the ninth level of Qi Condensation but with increasingly robust spiritual energy, arrived for their meeting. His voice preceded his arrival.

“Brother Wang, you disappeared for over five years again. I thought you were dead. What on earth…”

The door creaked open—

As the inn door was pushed open, all sounds ceased. Since he was here to gather information, Wang Yu naturally intended to display his cultivation progress.

This way, the other party would surely put in their best effort.

“You…”

Situ Hong's throat went dry as he looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar man before him. With silver hair bound by a black crown and a jade hairpin running through it, two locks of hair cascaded down his temples, enhancing his handsome face.

He quickly composed himself, even managing a joke: “It's been so long, Senior Brother, even I, with this handsome face of mine, am somewhat captivated.”

“Oh? Junior Brother Situ, are you not afraid of inviting trouble upon yourself?”

“Haha, this face of mine is the only thing Situ has of value. If Senior Brother fancies it, you may simply take it. It’s a trivial matter.”

Seeing Wang Yu joke with him, Situ Hong felt a slight relief, but his mind was racing. He genuinely hadn't expected Wang Yu, who was only at the eighth level of Qi Condensation when they last met, to have already reached Foundation Establishment upon their reunion.

Furthermore, his spiritual energy was stable and his power profound. Most importantly, he exuded a vibrant sense of vitality, which meant his lifespan had been significantly replenished.

This represented a powerful figure to align with. If not now, when?!

Perhaps in another hundred years, there might be a glimmer of hope to escape the exploitation of Mother Peach Ghost.

“Sit down. Has anything significant happened within the sect these past few years?”

Sitting opposite Wang Yu, Situ Hong immediately understood the purpose of his visit. Moreover, seeing Wang Yu's inner disciple robes, it was clear he hadn't yet registered with the sect.

Having guessed the information Wang Yu sought, Situ Hong pondered for a moment before speaking.

“Many things have happened, but nothing truly significant. However, regarding Cold Blood Peak, there have indeed been a few major developments.

“First, a few days ago, Yan Ling, a True Disciple with a Heavenly Spirit Root, broke through to the ninth level of Foundation Establishment. She officially announced her intention to contend for the Nascent Soul Seed position. In the past few days, she has challenged the other seven Cold Blood True Disciples, winning all four battles in two days with overwhelming force.

“Second, Su Yulong and Wei Chong, the True Disciples from Cold Blood Peak who were previously stripped of their status, have been released from their confinement at Saint Demon Cliff. Su Yulong went to Xiangshan Duan Clan for further confinement, while Wei Chong… he entered the Blood Abyss.”

Upon hearing this, Wang Yu's eyes narrowed.

Although Su Yulong's situation was described as a change of confinement location, he had essentially served his time. With his network of connections, he would be out once the fuss died down—those in the know understood this.

As for Wei Chong entering the Blood Abyss, while it seemed like a courageous pursuit, it was actually a desperate move. He had no choice but to push through and fight with his back against the wall.

The Wei Clan of Poushan was an extremely prosperous Foundation Establishment family, with more than ten Foundation Establishment cultivators. Logically, with Wei Chong's breakthrough to Core Formation, they should have ascended to a Core Formation family. However, Su Yulong had forcibly framed him, leading to the massacre of his entire clan. With no backing, what else could he do?

The Blood Abyss was a sacred cultivation ground of the Reverse Spirit Blood Sect. Inner disciples who reached the Foundation Establishment stage could exchange 100,000 contribution points for a right to enter.

Specific information was prohibited by the sect, but according to past experience, a thousand years ago, the current master of the Blood Sect—now the sovereign of the Blood Demon Sect—had entered the Blood Abyss for a century during his early Foundation Establishment stage.

Upon emerging, he was already at the peak of Core Formation cultivation. All his magical treasures, divine abilities, and secret incantations came from the Blood Abyss. He was favored by the Blood Demon Hall lineage and inherited the ancient Blood Demon Scripture.

He broke through to Nascent Soul in just fifty years, demonstrating the benefits of the ‘Blood Abyss’ for cultivation. It seemed to contain all types of opportunities.

Entering the Blood Abyss was Wei Chong's only chance to turn the tide.

If Wang Yu remembered correctly, Zhao Shang, who had held mutual leverage against him back then, also used a Tier-3 Void Escape Talisman to force his way into the Blood Abyss, and he did so while still at the Qi Condensation stage.

After so many years with no news, the probability of his death was high. However, Wang Yu felt that Zhao Shang was not a reckless person; he was meticulous and no less intelligent than himself.

He must have known some secret and been confident of surviving, or even gaining significant benefits, to have made such a choice.

Both matters Situ Hong mentioned were very useful to him.

Through his connection with Tantai Chan, he was now a "staunch" supporter of True Disciple Yan Ling. He wouldn't have to worry about being reprimanded for the failure of the spirit slave mission.

Currently, at Cold Blood Peak, True Disciple Yan Ling had stepped forward to openly contend with other True Disciples, and she held a significant advantage.

This meant he didn't need to worry about being held accountable, and with Su Yulong also returning to the Xiangshan Duan Clan, his future was secure!

“That’s excellent. Are there any other notable pieces of information?”

Situ Hong thought for a moment.

“Does it count that Liu Jin Xian reached Foundation Establishment?”

Considering the time, Liu Jin Xian was already at the ninth level of Qi Condensation back at Black Bone Mountain. She indeed should have reached Foundation Establishment by now.

However, Wang Yu had no intention of continuing to deal with that crazy woman. He planned to stay in the sect for a while, acquire all the standard equipment for the Foundation Establishment stage, and then leave the sect to establish his own dwelling.

If possible, he wanted to obtain a Tier-3 Corpse Arm.

“What about Gu Zhengshun? How has he been recently? Is he in the sect?”

“He is, but his situation isn't great. Apparently, he was beaten by the True Disciple above him for selling a large quantity of Profound Essence, and his condition hasn't been good since.”

“Uh…”

Wang Yu's expression was odd. He remembered selling a large batch of Profound Essence for Gu Zhengshun to handle, and he hadn't expected there to be repercussions.

Having asked most of his questions, it was time to report to Cold Blood Peak. After a thought, Wang Yu tossed out a pill bottle.

“Inside are three remaining Netherheart Pills from a fortuitous encounter I had. Consider them payment for this information. Farewell.”

With that, he flew directly out the window and departed.

Foundation Establishment cultivators were already permitted to fly in the Ten Reverse Blood Markets, no longer needing to toil on the ground. He, of course, was among those privileged.

Situ Hong stared blankly as Wang Yu departed. The jade bottle in his hand contained none other than top-grade Netherheart Pills, a type of cultivation enhancing medicine.

“No wonder his cultivation increased so rapidly. He must have had a fortuitous encounter with pills, and top-grade ones at that, unaffected by spirit root aptitude… My gratitude is immense; Hong will remember this favor.”

With the aid of these pills, he, too, was confident he could reach the Foundation Establishment stage in three years, and from then on, his world would be completely different!

On the other end, flying was naturally faster than running.

In just half an hour, Cold Blood Peak was distantly in sight.