Chapter 108: Chapter 102: Nascent Fame, Erlang of Guankou

The instant Tributor Lei finished speaking, the atmosphere crackled with tension.

Everyone was on high alert, warily eyeing the people around them.

Until only the final three remained, everyone was a potential enemy.

Lu Mingyuan, however, wore a mask, so no one could see his expression.

He scanned his surroundings, assessing their Cultivation levels. He found that the dozen or so people present were all in the Lower Seven Realms. Among them were several Fifth Realm Martial Artists, a Seventh Realm Daoist Cultivator, and a Sixth Realm Buddhist Cultivator. Grandmasters were rare; there were only two.

In his view, only two of them were worth noting.

One was a Daoist wearing a Jade Crown; the other, a seductive woman with a bronze bell on her ankle.

“You people from Prince Jin’s Mansion are really…”

Just as the sharp-chinned, sunken-cheeked man from before was still cursing,

SWISH!

A flash of a blade, and in the blink of an eye, a masked man had sliced off half his head. Blood splattered across the ground as his body collapsed, still twitching.

The masked man wiped his blade, his gaze exceptionally cold. He was clearly a ruthless character.

No one present had a clean background. Choosing to seek refuge with the Second Prince was an act of desperation for all of them.

If it weren’t for the fact that Prince Jin accepted all sorts of talent without discrimination, taking in anyone, they never would have come to the Capital City.

The Central Plains World was vast, but there were truly few places that would accept people like them.

Once the first person made a move, a second followed.

One after another, they attacked the person nearest to them, and the scene quickly descended into chaos.

In an instant, severed limbs flew through the air, endless screams echoed, and blood sprayed across the bluestone pavers.

Lu Mingyuan was one of the few who remained untouched. His powerful aura was obvious at a glance, and no one wanted to provoke him.

However, at that moment, Lu Mingyuan felt his blood begin to boil, stirring restlessly.

He traced the source and was surprised to find it was the fresh blood on the ground.

To be precise, it was the Blood Qi and residual Taoist Qi within the blood.

’I can absorb Blood Qi now?’

He was astonished.

Previously, his body had only ever reacted to things he ate and Heaven and Earth Spiritual Treasures, never to Blood Qi.

’Did I just discover a new method of Cultivation on this trip?’

’The Divine Sensing Chapter… Does this mean that only after awakening the Divine Beings within my body can I absorb the Cultivation of others to increase their power?’

Just as Lu Mingyuan was pondering this, a Duster shot out from the side, wrapping tightly around his body and immobilizing him, threatening to strangle him to death.

Blood Qi surged through Lu Mingyuan’s body as he activated his Astral Qi Imperial Saber.

The Saber at his waist flew from its sheath, imbued with sharp Gang Qi, and instantly severed the strands of the Duster.

Creating a Blood Glutton Shadow Warrior consumed a great deal of his Essence Blood, and he had no intention of letting it be destroyed without cause.

He looked up to see a Daoist of the Sixth Realm Divine Power Realm. With his Duster broken, the man’s expression was grim; he clearly hadn’t expected his sneak attack to fail.

In the next instant, Lu Mingyuan’s figure vanished.

He reappeared behind the Daoist in the blink of an eye, clenched his fist, and threw a punch.

It directly smashed the Daoist’s head, which burst like a watermelon.

It was a gruesome sight.

The Daoist’s entire life’s worth of Qi Refining Dao Practice rapidly surged into Lu Mingyuan’s body.

By absorbing the Taoist Qi from the Daoist’s Flesh Body, Lu Mingyuan’s Cultivation increased significantly.

A thousand points of nourishment.

That was equivalent to a Treasure Level Heaven and Earth Spiritual Treasure.

After learning that he could increase his Cultivation by killing, he no longer held back.

’None of these people are good. Just as Lei Meng said, most of them are wanted for murder. Except for me, who joined with ulterior motives, they all deserve to die.’

After Lu Mingyuan joined the battle, it was over in the time it takes a single incense stick to burn. Only three people were left standing.

The Shadow Warrior was among them.

Lu Mingyuan could absorb the Blood Essence from the ground, which he could later channel back to his main body.

The higher their Cultivation, the more energy he could channel back.

[Blood Glutton Celestial Fall Scripture – Divine Sensing Chapter (Eighth Floor: 62,309/250,000)]

After absorbing all the Blood Essence from the ground, he had gained a full ten thousand points.

The Golden Sun Dragon Peach had given him about fifty thousand points, and his Cultivation these past few days had only yielded a few thousand. Gaining ten thousand points in the time it took one incense stick to burn was truly exhilarating.

It was just a pity that opportunities for this kind of slaughter were rare.

Lu Mingyuan had never sympathized with these Jianghu experts. If you chose a life of licking blood from a blade’s edge, you had to be prepared to die.

’When my own life is on the line, who will sympathize with me?’

“Good. Congratulations to the three of you on becoming Level C Experts under His Highness. These are your identification numbers.”

Seeing the battle was over, Lei Meng leaped down and landed before the survivors. With a wave of his hand, three Cyan Jade Tokens appeared before them.

Lu Mingyuan took the Jade Token and saw his number: C-127.

He glanced at the two people beside him.

One was the high-crowned Daoist from before, now wearing a Golden Crown and a Protective Magical Robe. Lightning flickered on the Three-foot Cyan Blade in his hand, and the middle-aged Daoist’s aura was intimidating.

The other was the seductive woman, a Bronze Bell on her bare foot. The pupils of her eyes were unusual, like a cat’s. Lu Mingyuan’s first impression was that she didn’t seem human.

“State your names.”

Only now did Lei Meng bother to ask for their names.

The high-crowned Daoist spoke first. “Danyang Mountain, Wu Shangzhen.”

The seductive woman also spoke. “Qingqiu Temple, Hu Su’Er.”

Lu Mingyuan thought for a moment before speaking. “Guan Kou County. Temple Priest of the Temple of the True Monarch of Pure Source and Mysterious Dao. People call me Yang Erlang.”

“Yang Erlang?”

Lei Meng gave him a long, meaningful look.

Lu Mingyuan had cut down a Sixth Realm Cultivator as easily as chopping vegetables, making him a rare find.

“Good. Swallow this Elixir. From now on, you belong to Prince Jin’s Mansion.”

Lei Meng took three brown Elixirs from his sleeve and handed one to each of them.

Wu Shangzhen swallowed the Elixir without any hesitation.

Hu Su’Er hesitated for a moment but still took it.

Lu Mingyuan, however, held it in his hand and examined it.

’This Elixir feels unusual. It might be a tool the Second Prince uses to control people.’

Seeing his hesitation, Lei Meng chuckled. “What? Still have concerns? If you do, you didn’t have to come. We can go our separate ways. The main gate is over there.”

But as he pointed to the gate, a glint of dark amusement flashed in his eyes.

Lu Mingyuan, of course, wasn’t one to give up halfway. He quickly swallowed the Elixir as well.

’Besides, this body isn’t my real one. It’s just a clone formed from Essence Blood. I can abandon it at any time, so there’s nothing to fear from taking this.’

When Lei Meng saw him swallow the Elixir, the smile on his face deepened.

“Welcome, officially, to the Endless Pavilion.”

’Endless Pavilion?’

Hearing that name, Lu Mingyuan had a sudden realization.

’This must be the organization backing the Second Prince.’

“You are dismissed. When you are needed, I will summon you.”

After giving this instruction, Lei Meng dismissed them.

Seeing that he wasn’t revealing any more information, Lu Mingyuan pressed, “Tributor Lei, is there nothing else you need to tell us?”

Lei Meng gave a faint grin. “All you need to do is kill for His Highness. That will be enough.”

Lu Mingyuan had no choice but to drop it.

With varying expressions, the three of them left Prince Jin’s Mansion.

Lu Mingyuan gripped the Cyan Jade Token, and a line of text appeared before his eyes.

[Fluorescent Green Fate Grid – Swordsman, Refinement Level increased to 55%]

[Promoted Life Chart Traits — Saber Momentum (Middle Level)]

[Saber Momentum (Middle Level): Draw upon the momentum of Wind, Thunder, and Fire Mountain, layering them to multiply your saber’s power fivefold.]

He thought to himself, ’Looks like it’ll take some time to get to the core of this organization.’

“You must be Young Master Yang Erlang, correct?”

While Lu Mingyuan was lost in thought, Hu Su’Er, who had also just left, approached him. Her delicate hand rested on his arm as she leaned her body forward.

He looked up at the woman, his brows knitting together.

“I am. What is it?”

“We’ll be working for Prince Jin’s Mansion from now on. Why don’t we become friends?”

Hu Su’Er gave him a seductive glance and a radiant smile. A faint Fox Fragrance wafted into Lu Mingyuan’s nostrils.

[Fox Race Illusion Technique detected. Activating [Zen Heart]. Carnal desires and distracting thoughts cannot approach!]

This woman knew an Illusion Technique.

Lu Mingyuan abruptly snapped back to his senses.

’Good thing I have [Zen Heart].’

He cut her off coldly, slapping her hand away. “Forget it.”

With that, he turned and walked away.

Seeing that he was unaffected by her Illusion Technique, Hu Su’Er was quite surprised.

’This Yang Erlang has a few tricks up his sleeve.’

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