Chapter 300: Chapter 255-2

[And all of this has merely happened in a short span of six years, and this year, you are only thirty-three years old, and it’s only been eleven years since you started cultivation.]

Eleven years into cultivation, achieving dual perfection in Qi Refining and Body Refining, this is not something a person with Three Spirit Roots could accomplish…

“As things stand now…”

Like a beast, Xiang Wuji slowly straightened his hunched body.

He leisurely wiped away the bloodstains on his body.

“Too many people have seen me already. Here… no one can be left alive…”

A trace of murderous intent appeared in Xiang Wuji’s eyes.

He was already accustomed to the feeling of slaughter…

“I just want to survive, just want to cultivate well… What wrong have I done…”

Xiang Wuji’s figure merged into the darkness…

[You continue your hunt. With your cultivation and divine techniques, in the situation of ambush, a solitary Foundation Establishment cultivator within the barrier is not your opponent, so you begin to hunt them.]

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[In the 11,336th year of the Changtian Calendar, you harvested eleven Foundation Establishment Pills of varying quality from many disciples of the Red Blood Pavilion. You did not hastily begin your Foundation Establishment; instead, you continued to temper your cultivation, as the noise from your breakthrough would surely attract the attention of the Everlasting Sect.]

[You started collecting the classics remaining in the Red Blood Pavilion.]

[You became immersed in the sea of cultivation technique classics. The departure of the Golden Core Elders only carried away some core techniques, leaving behind a vast amount of fundamental techniques that were yet to be taken, which were perfect for your cultivation level.]

[Originally, if you wished to browse these cultivation techniques wantonly, it would have almost been impossible. Now, all the primary and intermediate techniques are thoroughly open to you.]

The sky was dim, a gloomy blue casting upon the bloodstained earth.

The original architecture of the Red Blood Pavilion was now in ruins, bloodstains could be seen everywhere.

Xiang Wuji sat alone atop a tall building, half-leaning against the wall, absorbed in the cultivation technique classic in his hand…

[The numerous cultivation techniques enriched your understanding of cultivation, and at the same time, your combat power increased accordingly.]

[You have cultivated several powerful magical arts, and your achievements in body skills are even higher; you have absorbed many body refining techniques from the Red Blood Pavilion, which contain countless aggressive methods, most of which are derived from martial arts, yet innovative, providing great utility in Qi Refining and Foundation Establishing stages.]

[You continue hunting Foundation Establishment disciples within the Red Blood Pavilion.]

[You found the vitality within you being continuously stimulated; every time you got injured, a powerful force would quickly replenish your physical body, preventing any depletion, and you vaguely knew where this force came from…]

[You are constantly transforming in the midst of battle; your strikes are not merely instinctual slaughters anymore, but have become established practices…]

[As you fight, you become stronger…]

[You learned Thousand Rays Technique, God Control Spell, Tree Sea Technique, Water Dragon Roar Technique…]

[You learned Kangjin Three Sheath Sword, Water Dividing Golden Light Fist, Wood Body Nine Practices, Nine Illusions Steps, Qi Eye Sword, Long Wind Chasing Crane Leg…]

[You learned Turtle Breath Technique, Withered Wood Technique, Mist Technique…]

Besides magical arts and body skills, Xiang Wuji also learned several secret techniques to diversify his own abilities.

[In the 11,337th year of the Changtian Calendar, you killed the last Foundation Establishment disciple in the Red Blood Pavilion.]

[Slaughter no longer stirred a single ripple in your mind; you continued to immerse yourself in cultivation. Although your cultivation was fast and your talent decent, and your combat strength was good, compared to the second generation of immortals, you lacked some foundation, thus you crazily absorbed this nourishment like a sponge.]

[On March 3rd, in the 11,338th year of the Changtian Calendar, you chose to commit suicide.]

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There was no longer a single sound within the entire Red Blood Pavilion.

The Red Blood Pavilion was isolated from the outside world; given the size of the Red Blood Pavilion, it was virtually impossible to have resources to sustain these cultivators.

The cultivators within the Red Blood Pavilion would only run out of ammunition and food as time passed, eventually dying from exhaustion.

But the people of the Everlasting Sect didn’t expect the Red Blood Pavilion to fall silent so soon…

“The Filthy Body Blood Curse is terrifying…”

The sunlight once again illuminated this land, as a boot stepped onto a thick pool of blood.

Several Foundation Establishment disciples, dressed in blue and white uniforms, watched the surroundings cautiously under the lead of a Golden Core Cultivator.

The Filthy Body Blood Curse was quite sinister, but its contagiousness was not to the extent that Peak Masters and Pavilion Masters would personally come.

In the sky, it was merely a Golden Core Perfection Peak Master scanning over the Red Blood Pavilion.

In the span of eleven years, ordinary disciples had already forgotten the Red Blood Pavilion.

The Red Blood Dragon King was still recovering; having been ambushed by a Nascent Soul Old Monster, it was fortunate for the Red Blood Dragon King to preserve its life.

The other disciples had joined other peaks and pavilions to continue their cultivation.

“Gather up the corpses.”

“After all, this place was once the elite of our Everlasting Sect, it’s such a pity…”

The leading Golden Core surveyed the vicinity; finding no abnormalities, he finally relaxed and slowly instructed the disciples around him.

The disciples within the Red Blood Pavilion were many, and many were Foundation Establishment cultivators; Foundation Establishment cultivators could break mountains and fly, and their bodies wouldn’t decay for decades.

Especially these body refining disciples from the Red Blood Pavilion, their bodies could remain intact for a century, and their bones could exist for hundreds of years.

Otherwise, he would have already set everything ablaze.

“Cremate the Qi Refining disciples and send their ashes to their families… As for the Foundation Establishment disciples… gather the bodies and bury them.”

The leading Golden Core pondered for a moment before making a decision.

He could incinerate a particular Foundation Establishment body, but he couldn’t handle so many Foundation Establishment bodies at once; hence, it was better to follow the flow and properly collect them.

After all, in this place, burial was the norm, although cultivators don’t care much for such things, most of these Foundation Establishment disciples come from families who value these mystical fortunes.

The Golden Core Cultivator was annoyed as he still had to deal with the forces behind these Foundation Establishment cultivators.

After the barrier was opened, these matters could no longer be covered up.

Although the Everlasting Sect was large and had a great background, many of these families were part of the Everlasting Sect internally, inevitably causing some turbulence.

While the Golden Core Cultivator was worried, several Foundation Establishment disciples had already begun separating the bodies and handling their fellow cultivators’ bodies appropriately.

“Hmm? Why is this fellow Daoist’s face so disfigured… what a ruthless hand…”

A Foundation Establishment disciple murmured; yet, he had experienced much, and after casting a sympathetic gaze at the corpse, he intended to place it into a storage bag.

A corpse, devoid of vitality, naturally can be placed in a storage bag.

Quite smoothly, the corpses of the Red Blood Pavilion were collected; next, other disciples came to handle the purification process.

Subsequently, the servant disciples would flatten this place and build a new treasure land to serve the newly promoted pavilion as their base.

The spirit vein in this place still existed…

………

Three days later…

“How strange… according to the list, it seems I have one extra corpse here…”

Han Shan touched his chin, puzzled.

“Such a bother, if it weren’t for those merits, I wouldn’t be doing this.”

“But the sect is really something, such tasks could have been given to Qi Refining disciples or even servants…”

Han Shan sighed.

Outside, he could be a Foundation Establishment ancestor who commands respect, but here, Foundation Establishment was merely a part of being a disciple.

“Could it be they’re afraid these disciples might rise from the dead?”

Han Shan smiled faintly.

But in the next second, a hand reached into his chest.

In an instant, the Protective Magical Artifact on Han Shan’s body gleamed with spiritual light.

Han Shan also reacted immediately, his aura surging.

“When did…”

Before Han Shan could react, he felt his heart… being grasped…

“Snap…”

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