Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

Name: Zhao Chonghe (Zhao Sheng)

Life Span: 114/167

Realm: Foundation Establishment Sixth Layer

Profession: Second Order Talisman Master

Constitution: Four Spirit Roots (Yellow Level), Primary Healing (Mortal Level)

Talent: Spiritual Smell (Yellow Level), Bullet Time (Yellow Level), Rock Hand (Mortal Level),

[Skills]

Cultivation Technique: Mystic Primordial Heavy Water Technique (Great Success), Blood Soul Scripture (Melt Blood Chapter, Great Success), Stacking Talisman Technique (Great Success, thirty-three layers)

Spells: God-Slaying Sword (Great Success), Light Splitting Sword (Great Success), Blood Escape Technique (Great Success), Nine Dragons Chant (Small Success), Mystical Spirit Puppet (Small Success), Water Bomb Technique (Great Success), Cold Ice Waterfall (Master)…

Talisman making: Blood Refining Talisman (Refined), Blood Melting Talisman (Great Success), Blood Escape Talisman (Great Success), Ten Thousand Jins Talisman (Great Success), Flowing Cloud Sword Talisman (Divine Transformation), Concentrating God Talisman (Great Success), Sweet Rain Talisman (Great Success), Illusion Shadow Escape Talisman (Great Success)…

Looking at the data on the panel, Zhao Sheng was lost in thought.

Over the years, although he had been very restrained, he still had consumed twenty-nine years of his life span to improve his cultivation.

After closing the personal panel, Zhao Sheng stood up and paced back and forth in the quiet room, contemplating the recent situation within the Origin Return Sect.

After much thought, he suddenly realized that the Origin Return Sect seemed like a powder keg about to explode.

Where there are people, there are conflicts of interest!

In the past, because of rapid development and sufficient benefits, the internal contradictions of the Origin Return Sect had been temporarily suppressed.

But in recent years, the Origin Return Sect had offended too many powers and was facing opposition from all surrounding forces, causing a sharp decline in its expansion rate.

For this reason, the previously suppressed contradictions and conflicts began to surface repeatedly.

People only saw the blazingly prosperous situation of the Origin Return Sect, but they were unaware of the undercurrents swirling within.

Now that the powder keg was about to explode, it seemed only a fuse was missing.

After observing these years, Zhao Sheng felt that this fuse was—

Bang, bang, bang!

The door of the quiet room was suddenly knocked violently, and a frantic cry followed from outside:

"Master, Master! Please come out quickly!"

Zhao Sheng frowned and suddenly appeared at the doorway.

He opened the door and saw a middle-aged beautiful woman with tear-streaked face standing at the doorstep.

"Master, my grandfather, he... sob!"

Zhao Sheng said in a deep voice, "Ling'er, slow down, what happened to your grandfather?"

Wei Ling looked extremely panicked and said, "My grandfather suddenly fainted just now, and he's almost… gone!"

"Where is your grandfather? Take me to him quickly!"

Wei Ling quickly wiped away her tears and led Zhao Sheng to the Spirit Essence Institute.

Soon, the two arrived at the backyard of the Spirit Essence Institute,

where Qi Refining disciples in red robes filled the area, Experience more on empire

their faces filled with fear, gathered in front of the main room in the north of the courtyard, yet no one dared to step inside.

Seeing that it was Zhao Sheng who had arrived, everyone bowed in unison.

Zhao Sheng ignored these formalities and walked straight into the inner room.

When he saw Wei Youquan lying on the bed, Zhao Sheng's expression changed.

The man who had been well just a few days ago now appeared emaciated, not only his hair and teeth had all fallen out, but the exposed skin was wrinkled like chicken skin and covered with black spots, and a foul smell of decay emanated from his body.

"Blood desiccation syndrome!"

Zhao Sheng's heart sank, knowing Wei Youquan's end was near.

Blood desiccation syndrome had recently emerged as a terminal disease,

similar to the Heavenly Person Five Decays, those who contracted it were undoubtedly doomed, hence cultivators feared it like a tiger and changed color upon hearing it.

Heavenly Pillar Mountain was particularly devastated by the disease of blood depletion.

In recent years, Heavenly Pillar Mountain had already lost over a dozen Foundation Establishment Cultivators to this fatal disease.

As for Qi Refining disciples, there were even more.

It was with good reason that Zhao Sheng believed Heavenly Pillar Mountain had become a powder keg, with blood depletion undeniably serving as the most compelling evidence.

Taking his own situation into account, Zhao Sheng felt confident that those who died from blood depletion had certainly exhausted their life spans.

The cultivation technique "Blood Soul Scripture" was extremely sinister, undetectable usually, but its hidden dangers only erupted suddenly just before death.

The Cultivation World was not lack of smart people; someone surely must have discovered the connection between the "Blood Soul Scripture" and blood depletion.

Although he did not know when this secret would be exposed, Zhao Sheng knew that the day it became public, Heavenly Pillar Mountain would definitely become the target of public vitriol.

Zhao Sheng walked up to the bedside, and Wei Ling, in a panic, asked, "Master, is there any hope left for my grandfather?"

When Zhao Sheng's divine sense penetrated into Wei Youquan's body, he discovered his blood had dried up, his organs were rapidly decaying, and his bones gradually dissolving.

Zhao Sheng shook his head in regret and said, "Your grandfather has blood depletion! There's no saving him."

Upon hearing it was blood depletion, Wei Ling fainted on the spot.

Seeing this, a glint of sharpness flashed in Zhao Sheng's eyes as he waved his hand to release a burst of spiritual power, which he shot into Wei Ling's forehead to temporarily seal off her senses.

Then, Zhao Sheng waved his sleeve, and a Barrier Talisman suddenly flew out, turning into flying ash.

In an instant, an invisible barrier rose from the room, temporarily blocking any outside view.

Having done these, Zhao Sheng took a step forward and scanned Wei Youquan's body inch by inch with his divine sense, not overlooking any peculiarities.

In previous years, he had examined the corpses of some Qi Refining disciples who had died from blood depletion, but had not found anything unusual.

As for Foundation Establishment Cultivators who succumbed to blood depletion, the Heavenly Pillar Mountain would swiftly collect their bodies, so he had never had the chance to investigate.

Now, finally, the opportunity had come!

From head to toe, Zhao Sheng scanned three times continuously,

Uh?

Zhao Sheng felt very odd; Wei Youquan's corpse seemed no different from those of the Qi Refining disciples' corpses.

But there was one thing...

Zhao Sheng bent down, his face drawing near Wei Youquan's body, and flaring his nostrils, he sniffed intently.

Suddenly,

a look of elation crossed Zhao Sheng's face. He smelled a strange scent of blood emanating from Wei Youquan's seven orifices.

This smell of blood was extremely similar to that of a corpse, imperceptible to ordinary people, but Zhao Sheng's nose could not be deceived.

Pressing his hand on Wei Youquan's head, streams of pure spiritual power seeped into his seven orifices.

Soon, Zhao Sheng made a significant discovery.

Inside Wei Youquan's Purple Mansion, there appeared a red, round, inch-sized Blood Pill.

The surface of the Blood Pill intermittently showed a lifeless, expressionless face—it could be no one but Wei Youquan.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Sheng's heart shook violently.

In an instant, he suddenly recalled the incident he had encountered at Heavenly Pillar Mountain decades ago.

The mysterious blood stain, the bizarre face on the stele, and the strange Blood Pill bearing Wei Youquan's face!

What exactly was the connection between the three?

As Zhao Sheng's mind was beset by surging waves, someone suddenly kicked open the room door, and then a streak of bloodlight flew in, instantly shattering the barrier.

Zhao Sheng abruptly turned around to look outside.

He saw two figures wearing black hooded robes walk in.

Upon seeing these two figures, Zhao Sheng's expression changed, and he thought to himself, "They've come so quickly!"

He did not recognize these two hooded figures, but he was very familiar with their roles.

These two were corpse collectors from Heavenly Pillar Mountain, specifically tasked with collecting the bodies of Foundation Establishment Cultivators and bringing them back to Heavenly Pillar Mountain for burial.