Immortal Mansion: With mediocre qualifications, I have no choice but to live forever

As Zhou Yiqiao put the evil sword into the storage bag, the environment in the entire cave began to change subtly.

The light on the bloodstone gradually dimmed, as if it had lost the support of some force, and it could no longer produce blood mist as continuously as before.

The blood in the blood pool slowly calmed down, no longer surging and boiling, but returning to the tranquility of dead water.

The smell of blood in the air gradually dissipated, replaced by a fresh and damp smell of earth.

On the walls of the cave, some red crystals formed by the erosion of blood mist began to peel off, revealing the original grayish-white rock surface.

Li Mubai hummed softly and finally stopped his previous whispering.

His eyes slowly opened, and although there was still a hint of confusion in his eyes, he had obviously been freed from the blood demon's bewitchment.

He shook his head, as if trying to recall what had just happened.

Seeing this, Zhou Yiqiao hurried forward to help Li Mubai up and asked with concern.

"Brother Li, how do you feel?"

Li Mubai rubbed his temple and slowly stood up, his voice a little hoarse.

"I'm fine, what's wrong with me?"

Zhou Yiqiao briefly told Li Mubai what had just happened, including the evil sword and bloodstone he had discovered.

After hearing this, Li Mubai frowned, and he obviously realized the seriousness of the matter.

"If Brother Zhou's description is correct, this sword should be a waste product among the many supreme magic weapons forged by evil cultivators in ancient times, but its strength did not meet the other party's expectations."

"That evil cultivator must have casually thrown this piece of junk here, and after countless years, it led to the situation in the Blood-Sucking Valley."

Li Mubai's tone was solemn. Since it was related to sword weapons, he became extremely serious.

"Brother Zhou, the matter of the demon soldiers is of great importance. We must return to the Tijian Sect immediately and let our uncle-master come forward to deal with it."

It was the first time that Zhou Yiqiao saw Li Mubai with such a serious expression, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency in his heart.

He nodded, his eyes firm.

"Brother Li is absolutely right. Let's set off now."

After confirming that there was no abnormality in the environment in the cave, Zhou Yiqiao helped Li Mubai up and prepared to leave this dangerous place.

When the two men walked to the exit, Zhou Yiqiao suddenly stopped and looked back at the blood stone above the blood pool.

At this time, the bloodstone had lost its previous luster and became dull, as if it was just an ordinary stone.

Zhou Yiqiao thought about it and decided to collect the bloodstone as well.

To be on the safe side, he did not put the bloodstone together with the sword, but put it in another storage bag.

Although the power of the bloodstone has disappeared, Zhou Yiqiao is still worried that there may be some secrets hidden between it and the sword, so this arrangement is made just in case.

Walking out of the cave, the blood mist outside was still there, but it was much lighter than before.

More importantly, without the energy provided by the sword, the blood mist could no longer suppress Zhou Yiqiao's spiritual consciousness.

His spiritual sense was like a big net, instantly covering the entire Blood Mist Mountains.

Zhou Yiqiao's spiritual sense searched carefully in the blood mist, like invisible tentacles, exploring every corner.

He could feel the breath of the blood refiners in the blood mist. They were like manipulated puppets, wandering aimlessly in the blood mist, with only bloodthirsty desire in their eyes.

Among these blood refiners, Zhou Yiqiao finally discovered a unique aura.

It was a man, his body wrapped in blood mist, his face turned pale due to the long-term erosion of the blood mist, but he still looked 70% similar to Zhao Tiezhu described in the records of Stepping Moon Immortal Sect.

His aura was powerful, having reached the late Jindan stage, but his vitality was gradually fading, obviously due to the long-term effects of the blood mist.

Zhou Yiqiao was delighted and immediately told Li Mubai about his discovery:.

"Brother Li, I found Zhao Tiezhu. He is nearby. You can regulate your breathing here. I will bring him back immediately."

Upon hearing this, Li Mubai recalled the loss he suffered at the hands of the Blood Refiner before, and couldn't help but remind him.

"Brother Zhou, be careful. These blood refiners are very powerful. Don't be careless."

Zhou Yiqiao nodded, his body flashed, and the whole person disappeared from the spot in an instant like a phantom.

He was extremely fast and appeared next to Zhao Tiezhu almost in the blink of an eye.

His appearance immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding blood refiners. They roared and pounced on Zhou Yiqiao like wild beasts.

Zhou Yiqiao snorted coldly, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

He waved his hand casually, and a sword energy shot out from his fingertips, knocking away the first few blood refiners.

His power was so strong that these blood refiners were like ants in front of him and could not pose any threat to him at all.

Zhou Yiqiao didn't stop at all. He quickly came to Zhao Tiezhu, grabbed his arm and dragged him out of the group of blood refiners.

Zhao Tiezhu didn't seem to realize Zhou Yiqiao's intention. He just looked at Zhou Yiqiao blankly, without any expression in his eyes.

Zhou Yiqiao didn't have time to think about it. He immediately carried Zhao Tiezhu on his shoulders, and with a flash of his body, he disappeared from the spot again.

When he appeared again, he had returned to Li Mubai's side.

"Brother Li, I brought Zhao Tiezhu back."

Zhou Yiqiao put Zhao Tiezhu on the ground, and Li Mubai immediately went forward to check on his condition.

Zhao Tiezhu's condition was not optimistic. Although his life force was not completely cut off, his mind was unclear and he was obviously seriously affected by the blood mist.

Li Mubai frowned, he took out a pill from his storage bag and stuffed it into Zhao Tiezhu's mouth, hoping to wake him up.

Zhou Yiqiao stood aside, guarding vigilantly.

His spiritual sense was still patrolling the surroundings to prevent other blood refiners or unknown dangers from approaching.

Thanks to the efforts of the two, Zhao Tiezhu's face gradually regained a trace of color. Although he still did not wake up, at least his vitality had stabilized.

"Brother Zhou, we have to leave here as soon as possible."

Li Mubai said in a deep voice.

"Although Zhao Tiezhu's condition is temporarily stable, he is still unconscious. Whether it is questioning him after treatment or searching his soul after killing him, we should do it as soon as possible."

Zhou Yiqiao nodded, he knew that Li Mubai was right.

Without stopping, Zhou Yiqiao carried Zhao Tiezhu, sacrificed the Red Flame and Flowing Gold, and took Li Mubai, who had barely recovered some energy, with him. After saying goodbye to the "Dawn" team, he quickly moved towards the outside of the Blood-Sucking Valley.

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When he came to the Stepping Moon Immortal Sect again, it was still the Sect Master Liu Changzhi who personally came out to entertain him.

"You two seniors succeeded immediately. It only took you a few days to bring Zhao Tiezhu back. I admire you."

Looking at Zhou Yiqiao carrying the unconscious Zhao Tiezhu on his shoulders, Liu Changzhi could not hide his surprise on his face.

"Please ask Sect Master Liu to provide a cave for Brother Li and a quiet room for Zhou. We will definitely reward you handsomely."

Zhou Yiqiao didn't say much and directly stated his purpose.

Upon hearing this, Liu Changzhi quickly agreed and personally led the two to the prepared cave and quiet room.

Li Mubai was placed in a secret room deep in the forbidden area of ​​the Moon-Stepping Immortal Sect, where the spiritual energy was richer and there were many formations arranged to nourish the soul and assist in healing.

Zhou Yiqiao chose a relatively remote and quiet room on his own to minimize external interference.

Through simple knowledge of formations, Zhou Yiqiao found the location with the most concentrated spiritual energy in the room. He used this location as the center of the formation and cast a spell to establish a simple spirit gathering formation.

Placing Zhao Tiezhu flat in the center of the formation, Zhou Yiqiao took a deep breath, closed his eyes and concentrated, then slowly raised his hands, with a faint spiritual light condensing at his fingertips.

The Lingshu magic needle shot out from his fingertips and accurately pierced into Zhao Tiezhu's acupuncture points.

As the magic needle pierced into Zhao Tiezhu, his body trembled slightly. A stream of pure spiritual power passed through the Lingshu magic needle, from Zhou Yiqiao's body, into Zhao Tiezhu's body, slowly seeping into his meridians and flesh.

This process was extremely mentally exhausting, and beads of sweat gradually appeared on Zhou Yiqiao's forehead, but he did not slack off at all.

Time passed bit by bit, and finally, with Zhou Yiqiao's unremitting efforts, Zhao Tiezhu's body shook violently.

His eyes slowly opened, and although there was still confusion and fear in his eyes, his consciousness had returned to his body.

"Who are you? Where are you?"

Zhao Tiezhu's voice was hoarse, obviously he had not spoken for a long time.

Zhou Yiqiao was delighted when he saw this, but he did not ask immediately. Instead, he took out a series of elixirs from his storage bag and placed them next to Zhao Tiezhu.

"You were corroded by the blood mist in the Blood Valley and became a Blood Refiner. I was the one who saved you."

"Take these elixirs to recover from your injuries first. When you are almost recovered, we will discuss in detail."

After saying this, Zhou Yiqiao left the quiet room without looking back.

He first came to the outside of the secret room where Li Mubai was and used the formation to transmit sound to inquire about his condition.

Knowing that Li Mubai was also gradually recovering, he felt relieved and went back to a rest room next to the quiet room, where he sat cross-legged and began to practice breathing exercises.

In an emergency, he forced the Lingshu needle out of his body, causing a significant loss of spiritual power. He took this time to recover some of it.

A few days later, with the nourishment of the spiritual energy in the cave and the assistance of the elixir carefully refined by Zhou Yiqiao, Zhao Tiezhu's body gradually regained its former vitality.

The confusion and fear in his eyes slowly dissipated, replaced by a sense of relief at surviving the disaster.

He tried to move his limbs and found that although he was still a little weak, it was a world of difference compared to the previous state where he was controlled by the blood mist and lost himself.

After recovering for another day and being able to move barely, he left the quiet room and found Zhou Yiqiao, his savior.

"Senior, I will never forget your life-saving grace!"

As soon as Zhao Tiezhu saw Zhou Yiqiao, he bowed deeply. Although his voice was still weak, it was full of sincerity.

Zhou Yiqiao raised his hand slightly, and a gentle spiritual power lifted Zhao Tiezhu up, and said with a smile.

"I only helped you because I needed your help. You don't need to be so generous."

"Just treat this as a deal between you and me."