Biochemical Martial Arts: Supreme Heavenly Venerate

Zhu Lingshi caught sight of the crimson blade light slashed by Ji Xueying and felt a chilling horror surge through him, a coldness striking directly at his crown.

He couldn't even care about the pain of his broken leg as he let out a terrified scream.

He knew he was definitely going to die!

Zhu Lingshi tried desperately to resist, but he was so weak that he couldn't even stand, and could only watch as the war blade descended toward his face.

At that moment, a middle-aged man with a pale face dressed in the attire of a sixth-rank palace servant appeared in front of him.

"Uncle?"

Zhu Lingshi saw the figure before him and couldn't help but feel a surge of incredulous joy.

His uncle, Zhu Tianmao, had finally taken action!

The pale-faced middle-aged man, highly skilled, merely waved his sword and diverted the blade light that Ji Xueying had slashed with all her might to the side.

Ji Xueying's mouth corner was already brimming with blood froth, and the despair in her eyes deepened.

Yet, she didn't hesitate at all. Summoning all her strength, she fiercely slashed her blade toward her opponent!

"Not a bad blade technique, pity it's the last of your strength!"

Zhu Tianmao scoffed coldly, his long sword entangled and twisted, flicking off the war blade in Ji Xueying's hand.

The sword style then changed, coordinating with the 'Bone Mail Dragon' behind him, and within three to five strokes, Ji Xueying could not respond. The back of the sword fiercely struck her forehead, knocking her unconscious.

"You fool!"

Zhu Tianmao grunted lightly, looking back at Zhu Lingshi dissatisfied, "Did you not see that she was all this while accumulating strength, preparing to go all out for one last strike?"

"Uncle!" Zhu Lingshi's face was as pale as paper, enduring the intense pain, he managed to stand by leaning against the wall, "I am ashamed, if not for uncle's intervention, I would be dead by now."

Zhu Tianmao, however, was looking at Zhu Lingshi's crotch: "It's a pity—"

Pity that Ji's blade was off by just a bit, otherwise this boy could also have had the fortune to enter the palace and serve alongside him under Prince Han.

"Never mind, the Blood Blade Ji you picked has excellent talent, not only is she truly a super king rank, but she also has the potential to go even further, making her an excellent material. However, handling a fish with spines is bound to prick the hands."

Zhu Tianmao then walked towards another tunnel direction, his demeanor calm and collected.

"I am now set to complete the final step in forging the 'Imperial Flame Blood Blade Ji,' take care of your injuries on your own. Don't worry about your disabilities, Prince Han has obtained some medicinal potions from an extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon that can restore limbs. After today's matters conclude, I'll return to the capital and secure a portion for you."

At that time, the 'Bone Mail Dragon' also dragged Ji Xueying by one foot, following behind Zhu Tianmao.

This Blood Blade Ji is the final key to forging the 'Imperial Flame Blood Blade Ji.'

Zhu Tianmao had been busy organizing the Array previously and had temporarily no time to attend to her, yet as soon as he was free, he easily captured Ji Xueying.

Zhu Lingshi touched his wound, watching Ji Xueying being dragged by the Bone Mail Dragon, filled with hatred and resentment, while at the same time, there was a sense of relief and afterlife trepidation in his eyes.

Today he almost died at the hands of this vile woman!

Zhu Lingshi wished he could also chop off Ji Xueying's arms and legs to quench his hatred, but he knew well that his uncle would never allow him to do so.

However, there was still Ji Xueying's mother — that woman didn't carry any of the Great Zhou imperial blood, so she wasn't needed today.

Once today's events concluded, Zhu Lingshi would make that woman pay the price.

Zhu Lingshi could only raise a hand to signal his two third-tier demonic cultivators to come forward and help him stop the bleeding and heal his injuries.

Meanwhile, not far away, that arrest officer named Wang clenched his fists tightly, his expression unusually looking at Jiang Hanzhang.

"County Magistrate, if this continues, our Silver Moon County—"

"Shut up!" Jiang Hanzhang abruptly turned around before his subordinate could finish speaking, his gaze cold as he stared at Wang, the arrest officer, and also at another arrest officer nearby with a similarly pale complexion. His voice was grave, "Be cautious with your words!"

Jiang Hanzhang knew what his subordinates were thinking.

If things continued like this, the entire population of Silver Moon County would be burnt to death by the wild Primordial Energy radiated from the Ziyao Crystal Stone!

Jiang Hanzhang was also regretting; he gritted his teeth, his hands trembling slightly inside his sleeves.

He only knew that the nephews of the Zhu family intended to refine a Blood Blade Ji for His Highness Prince Han, with incomparably powerful bloodline power, but he didn't know that the terrifying consequences would result from this method employed by the two men.

But he didn't want to do this at all!

Jiang Hanzhang wanted simply to win the appreciation of His Highness Prince Han and hoped to succeed as the County Magistrate of Silver Moon County, and own more properties, accumulating more family wealth.

But now the entire county town was almost gone; what was the point of everything he wanted?

However, Jiang Hanzhang dared not stop them, nor did he dare to speak out and question, and he couldn't even allow his subordinates to doubt, lest they be heard by Eunuch Zhu.

They were already people on this boat and could no longer get off!

Jiang Hanzhang took a deep breath to calm his emotions, then followed Zhu Tianmao forward.

About twenty breaths later, they arrived at a spacious underground hall.

This hall was circular, five hundred steps from north to south and east to west, with an irregular dome-shaped ceiling. The highest point was over forty zhang high, while the lowest was only about ten zhang. Both the dome and the walls were covered with purple Crystal Stones.

Around the hall, hundreds of crystal coffins were placed, and at the center was a giant Purple Gleam Primordial Crystal, twenty Zhang tall, resembling a small hill.

One could see a 'dragon' sealed inside the crystal—about seven zhang high, humanoid in shape, but covered in golden scales, with spines at the joints, looking extremely majestic and imposing.

To the left and right of the giant Purple Gleam Primordial Crystal were correspondingly placed two crystal coffins, one of which already contained a Blood Blade Ji.

Jiang Hanzhang also saw that 'Bone Armor Dragon' pick up Ji Xueying and throw her into the empty crystal coffin, then locking her up with the chains inside the coffin.

Zhu Tianmao had already walked to the front of the giant Purple Gleam Primordial Crystal and stood, watching the 'dragon' inside with great interest.

"What a pity! Such a powerful Imperial Flame Battle Dragon, since its birth, has only been able to lie dormant within the Purple Gleam Primordial Crystal, unable to display its splendor."

After a sigh, he formed hand seals, his eyes flickering with a ghostly light, "Today, Zhu will let you awaken, given new life by His Highness Prince Han!"

At that instant, streams of blood flowed out from the surrounding crystal coffins, converging towards where Zhu Tianmao was standing.
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The surrounding Purple Gleam Primordial Crystals also emitted a strong purple gleam in that instant, releasing even more violent Purple Gleam Yang Energy.

At that same instant, Ji Xueying woke up from her unconsciousness.

She instinctively started to struggle, but she found not only her hands and feet shackled, but her bones also broken, and she couldn't move at all for the time being.

Ji Xueying's face turned pale; on one hand, she used her powerful recovery ability to mend her bones; on the other, she gathered Blade Qi, attempting to cut open the surrounding crystal coffin.

But just then, strands of fresh blood flowed beneath her crystal coffin.

Ji Xueying let out a heart-wrenching scream; not only did her whole body burn, but she also felt an extremely fierce and tyrannical purple flame scorching her Primordial Spirit's soul.

This extreme pain almost shattered her will and heart, causing her gathered Blade Qi to directly dissipate.

Is this where it ends? Am I so incapable that I still can't make the enemies who harmed my family pay the price—

Ji Xueying's heart was filled with despair, sorrow, helplessness, and resentment.

With her last strength, she turned her head, her gaze passing through the crystal, looking in the direction where her father and siblings were.

They too were trapped in crystal coffins, their expressions full of immense pain.

Ji Xueying also saw her mother, who was thrown aside like a torn sack, weeping softly in a corner.

Indeed, her mother's right thumb and pinky were also cut off.

Ji Xueying gave a bitter smile, weakly closed her eyes, and silently endured the agony, perhaps a hundred times more painful than being slowly tortured to death.

At the next instant, Ji Xueying suddenly opened her eyes wide, disbelieving.

She could sense her Master again!

Her master, Lin Twelve, had also entered the cavern!

Ji Xueying wondered if her master had lost his mind. Why hadn't he fled under such circumstances but had instead willingly jumped into this pit?

Was he unaware of 'Zhu Tianmao's existence, or that a powerful dual cultivator of martial arts and magic, a Fifth Realm expert, had come to Silver Moon County?