The evil woman cultivates immortality, and the whole clan offers sacrifice to the heaven
Chapter 151: The Holy Sons Gather
Meng Wan was too lazy to pay attention to this flatterer. After returning to Suzaku Valley, she went into seclusion and used the power of the sea of blood to refine her spiritual weapon.
There are only ten days left before Duobao Pavilion opens.
Relying on slow and tedious methods to practice is nothing but a waste of time, and the improvement gained is far less than that gained from refining spiritual tools.
Meng Wan threw the Blood Soul Bead, Blood Demon Bead, Blood-colored Sword, and some things that had been successfully transformed into blood weapons into the sea of blood. To save trouble, she also threw in the blood weapons captured from Yuan Wu, Yue'e and others.
In the depths of the sea of blood, dozens of blood-stained weapons of various shapes were constantly floating up and down in the sea of blood.
With every breath, a large amount of blood and water constantly rubs, squeezes and collides with these blood vessels.
Some weaker blood vessels could not withstand such strong pressure and exploded with a "bang", scattering into countless pieces, which were then washed into a ball by the blood and continued to be washed and cleansed.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
As time went by, more and more blood vessels could not withstand the heavy pressure and exploded one after another.
In the end, only seven or eight blood weapons, including the Blood Soul Bead, Blood Demon Bead, Blood-colored Long Sword, Yuanwu's sickle, and so on, survived the ordeal.
Meng Wan then used the blood refining method to integrate the essence extracted from those broken blood vessels bit by bit into those surviving blood vessels.
The smelting had just been completed by one-tenth and ten days had passed quickly. It was time to set off for Duobao Pavilion.
Meng Wan stopped refining the spiritual weapon, stood up, and headed for the sixth peak.
When she arrived, Qingling had been waiting for a long time.
When she saw Meng Wan, a cold light flashed in her eyes and she greeted her lightly.
"Junior sister Meng."
"Hello, Senior Sister Qingling."
Meng Wan greeted her with a smile, not caring at all about Qing Ling's cold attitude, and stood aside waiting respectfully.
Not long after, a beam of blood shot out from the top of the peak and landed in front of the two men in the blink of an eye.
The blood light dissipated, revealing a man with an upright figure, handsome features and a slightly evil look. He was none other than Xue Wuya, the Holy Son of Blood.
He was dressed in a blood-red brocade robe embroidered with intricate dark patterns, and there was an innate arrogance between his brows that made people dare not look directly at him.
"Let's go."
Xue Wuya spoke in an indifferent tone, without any extra greetings, he turned around and walked in one direction.
Meng Wan and Qing Ling hurried to follow.
"Duobao Pavilion is about to open. We need to go to a secret place first and pass through the teleportation array to enter the first floor of Duobao Pavilion."
Xue Wuya explained as they walked, "There are many treasures in the Duobao Pavilion. Each of you needs to have the ability to get them. You will inevitably have to fight with the best of other sects."
Along the way, Xue Wuya briefly explained the rules and precautions in Duobao Pavilion, as well as the treasures that might appear therein.
Although his tone was calm, his words revealed unquestionable majesty.
"Remember, after entering the Duobao Pavilion, you must obey the instructions of this Saint Son and do not covet temporary gains."
Xue Wuya paused, then glanced at Meng Wan and Qing Ling, his eyes full of warning.
Meng Wan and Qing Ling both nodded respectfully.
When they reached a valley, Xue Wuya suddenly stopped, his eyes fell on the valley below, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"This is the entrance to the secret realm."
The three of them crossed the valley and the view in front of them suddenly opened up.
In the open space, an ancient teleportation array stood there quietly, emitting a faint spiritual light.
There were already quite a few cultivators near the teleportation array, but judging from their appearance, they seemed to be disciples of small sects rather than members of the seven major sects.
At this moment, several figures flew over from a distance and landed next to the teleportation array in the blink of an eye.
"Xue Wuya, you're here quite early."
The person who spoke was wearing black tights and was surrounded by a thick yin energy. He was the Saint of the Ghost Path.
Next to him was a female cultivator in an enchanting red dress. There was a hint of charm between her eyebrows and eyes. She was none other than the Saint of the Demonic Taoist School.
Seeing this, Xue Wuya sneered.
"You two are not too late."
He glanced at the two of them, with a barely perceptible chill in his tone.
The Saint of the Ghost Path laughed, his voice was sharp and piercing, and his eyes looked at Meng Wan for a moment.
"I heard that you recently recruited a good subordinate. Today is a good opportunity to meet him."
The Demonic Saint covered his mouth and chuckled, glancing at Meng Wan and Qing Ling with seductive eyes, but his words were like honey soaked in poison.
"The Blood Saint is so lucky, these two little beauties have skin as white as snow, they are so pitiful.
Could it be that the Blood Saint is compassionate to women and brought them to the Treasure Pavilion to see the treasures instead of competing for them?"
The Saint of the Ghost Path laughed, and the sound was sharp and piercing, as uncomfortable as nails scratching on stone.
"Xue Wuya, have you forgotten the lesson from the last treasure hunt? With these two burdens, aren't you afraid of repeating the same mistake and returning empty-handed?"
Xue Wuya's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly, "You two are worrying too much. However, I advise you to stop thinking about them, so as not to bring trouble upon yourselves."
The Saint of the Demonic Dao Stream chuckled, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.
"Blood Saint, you are too confident."
The Saint of the Ghost Path also snorted coldly, and the yin energy around him became even stronger.
"In Duobao Pavilion, everyone depends on their own ability. It is still uncertain who will win."
The two sides seemed to be greeting each other, but in fact there were undercurrents.
"Oh, then let's wait and see."
Xue Wuya waved his sleeves and was the first to step onto the teleportation array.
Meng Wan lowered her head and glanced at the Demon Taoist Saint calmly, and keenly caught a glimpse of something strange.
In addition to the strong demonic aura on the body of this Saint of the Demonic Path, there was also a trace of blood energy, which showed that he had also practiced the Blood Path technique.
At the same time, she noticed that the aura of the Saint of the Ghost Path was also a little mixed.
In addition to the cold and ghostly aura, there are also some indescribable things mixed in, making it obscure and difficult to understand.
It seems that these saints are not satisfied with the practice of a single sect and have begun to try to integrate the power of other sects.
At this moment, several figures flew over from a distance and landed next to the teleportation array in the blink of an eye.
The leading female cultivator was wearing a dark green robe and had a poisonous aura all over her body. She was Xue Wuya's ally, the Saint of the Poison School, Lu Shao.
Lu Shao nodded to Xue Wuya, which counted as a greeting.
She did not approach Xue Wuya, but found an inconspicuous corner and sat down cross-legged.
Following Lu Shao, the Saint Son of the Gu Dao School and the Saint Son of the Li Dao School also came together.
The Holy Son of Gu Dao Liu is a pretty boy with a feminine appearance. He coughs every three steps and looks very frail.
The Saint of Strength is just the opposite of him. She has a ruddy complexion, a tall stature, and looks like she has endless energy.
With the arrival of the Saint Son of the Gu Dao School and the Saint Son of the Strength Dao School, the atmosphere became increasingly tense.
The scene was quiet and no one dared to make any noise.
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