The evil woman cultivates immortality, and the whole clan offers sacrifice to the heaven

In a blink of an eye, it was the day for the Holy Son to summon her. Meng Wan changed into a black and red Taoist robe specially tailored by several peak masters and headed to the Holy Land of Blood Dao.

There are nine peaks in the Tianshan Blood Pool, and only the first three peaks are open to ordinary disciples of the Blood Path. To enter the remaining six peaks, various harsh conditions must be met.

The strong men at the peak master level have one opportunity to enter the fourth peak every year for a period of seven days.

Strong men at the Quasi-Saint Son level have one chance every year to enter the Fifth Peak, also for a period of seven days.

The sixth peak belongs exclusively to the Holy Son of Blood.

After entering the sixth peak, a strong smell of blood hits you in the face, making you feel refreshed.

Meng Wan and five other quasi-saints of the Blood Path were waiting in a square outside the blood pool.

Besides her, there are Yu Qi, Yue Chan, Duan Qianxiao, and two quasi-saints with older qualifications, Yuan Wu and Qing Ling.

Yuanwu is tall, with a rough face and a pair of tiger eyes that gleam with ferocity.

He looked Meng Wan up and down, and no emotion could be heard in his tone.

"Are you Meng Wan? You've been very popular recently."

Meng Wan looked calm and said calmly, "Brother Yuanwu, you are too kind. It's just a rumor spread by outsiders."

Qingling, who was standing next to Yuanwu, was a beautiful woman.

She covered her lips and chuckled, her eyes moving as she looked at Meng Wan with interest, but she didn't say a word.

"You are quite good. You have made quite a name for yourself right after you established your foundation. However..."

Yuanwu suddenly changed the subject, with a didactic tone.

“Young people, sometimes it’s inevitable that you will be a little arrogant, and when you have a little achievement, you will not take the cultivators in the world seriously.

We are all people who have been through this, and we understand your feelings very well.”

"Thank you for your advice, Brother. Meng Wan will take note of it."

Meng Wan kept a low profile and looked like she was listening attentively.

Seeing that she had listened to his words, Yuan Wu felt slightly satisfied.

“According to the rules, you have one chance every year to enter the Fifth Peak for training.

Your senior brothers and sisters, Yu Qi, Yue Chan, and Duan Qianxiao, are very sensible and took the initiative to give this opportunity to me and your senior sister Qingling.

The blood pool on the fifth peak is too thick, and you can’t handle it, so let your brother handle it for you.”

After hearing this, Meng Wan finally understood his intention. It turned out that he wanted to steal her things.

Yu Qi, Yue Chan and Duan Qianxiao had such important cultivation resources robbed, but they didn't dare to say a word.

It seems that although they are both quasi-saints, the gap in strength between them is quite large.

Meng Wan raised her eyelids slightly, and an innocent smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Whether you can handle it or not, you have to try it to know. Why don't I try it first? If I really can't handle it, I can give it to my senior brother?"

Yuan Wu's face darkened and the fierceness in his eyes became even more intense.

"Are you going to refuse my toast and drink the wine for punishment?"

Meng Wan smiled shyly, but her words were full of sharpness, "I'm sorry to disappoint you, Senior Brother. I don't accept toasts or penalty drinks."

Yuan Wu was indeed enraged, and he laughed out of anger, "How dare a young girl who has just started out be so arrogant! I want to see how capable you are!"

He took a step forward, his aura surged, and the pressure of the sixth level of foundation building pressed towards Meng Wan like an overwhelming force.

Meng Wan's expression remained unchanged. She stood firmly in place, with no intention of retreating.

The atmosphere in the square suddenly became tense. Yu Qi, Yue Chan and Duan Qianxiao were all silent and dared not say anything.

Qingling had an expression of enjoying the show, with excitement gleaming in her eyes.

"Humph!"

Yuan Wu sneered and was about to teach Meng Wan a lesson, when suddenly, a powerful pressure came from the depths of the holy land...

The pressure was so overwhelming and powerful that Yuan Wu's momentum collapsed in an instant.

His face changed, and he quickly restrained his breath and stood aside respectfully.

Several other prospective saints also bowed their heads in greeting.

There was a flash of blood-red light, and a young man in a blood-red robe appeared in the center of the square.

He has a handsome face, a cold temperament, and a pair of blood-red eyes that seem to be able to see through people's hearts.

This person is none other than the Holy Son of Blood, Xue Wu Ya.

"Meet the Holy Son!"

Everyone saluted in unison.

Xue Wuya nodded slightly, his eyes swept across everyone, and lingered on Meng Wan for a moment.

When Yuan Wu saw this, he had an idea and immediately stepped forward, bowed and said.

"Holy Son, this newly promoted quasi-holy son Meng Wan is arrogant and disrespectful to his elders. Please be careful!"

Xue Wuya turned his gaze to Yuan Wu and said indifferently, "Oh? What happened?"

Yuan Wu exaggerated and recounted what had just happened.

He said that he had good intentions in explaining the rules of the Blood Dao to Meng Wan, but Meng Wan was arrogant and looked down on everyone, and did not take him and the other prospective saints seriously at all.

After listening to this, Xue Wuya did not express his opinion immediately, but turned his gaze to Meng Wan again, his tone still indifferent.

"Meng Wan, how do you explain?"

Meng Wan calmly used the Qi Control Technique to investigate Xue Wuya's cultivation level.

The other party was actually already at the seventh level of foundation building, and his aura was mysterious, with faint traces of the Ghost Path. It was obvious that he had also practiced the Ghost Path techniques.

In addition, the other party has been bathing in the blood pool of the Sixth Peak for many years. The strength of this Blood Saint is probably not something she can contend with now.

After quickly weighing the odds and the pros and cons in her mind, Meng Wan bowed with her skirt lowered and her voice respectful.

"Sir, I am a new disciple and do not know many rules. If I have offended you, please forgive me. As for what Senior Brother Yuanwu said..."

She paused, with a hint of grievance in her tone, “Disciple begs to differ.

I just said a few truthful words, and I didn't mean to offend you, but I didn't expect to make you so angry, and I'm really scared."

Her words were flawless. She neither directly refuted Yuan Wu nor implied that Yuan Wu was making a big deal out of nothing.

Xue Wuya listened quietly, no emotion visible on his face.

The atmosphere in the square was somewhat solemn. The other prospective saints held their breath and did not dare to make any sound for fear of bringing trouble upon themselves.

Qing Ling looked at Meng Wan with amusement, as if she was staying out of the matter.

After a moment, Xue Wuya slowly spoke.

"In that case, let's just forget about this. You are all the pride of our Blood Dao Clan, so you should put the interests of our Blood Dao Clan first, unite as one, and avoid infighting."

"Follow the teachings of the Holy Son!" everyone responded in unison.

"Okay, time is precious, so let's not waste it here."

Xue Wuya looked at everyone and said, "Let's start this offering."

"Yes."

Yuan Wu took the lead and presented an exquisite storage ring with both hands, "Holy Son, these are the cultivation resources I have carefully collected over the past month. I hope you will take a look at them."

Xue Wuya took the storage ring, glanced into it with his spiritual sense, and nodded slightly.

"Nothing major has happened in this month, right?"

Yuan Wu's heart trembled, and he reported truthfully, "Ghost Dao Liu Mo Xiao invaded my territory time and again, but I repelled him every time."

Xue Wuya asked a few more details before waving his hand and letting Yuan Wu leave.

After Yuan Wu, the others came forward one after another, and also reported their battle results after paying their respects.

Soon, Meng Wan was the only one left, and no one had anything to offer.