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

Xue Wuya’s words made Meng Wan raise her eyebrows slightly.

She had long expected that Xue Wuya would not die so easily, but she did not expect that he would be so bold as to covet her body.

The so-called self-destruction is nothing more than waiting for an opportunity to seize another's body.

Seeing Xue Wuya's soul rushing towards her, Meng Wan didn't show the slightest fear on her face. Instead, she showed a hint of mocking sneer.

"Xue Wuya, if you had escaped, I might not be able to do anything to you. But since you came to me on your own, you can't blame me!"

Xue Wuya sneered, "How shameless!"

Before he finished his words, the blood soul suddenly turned into a beam of blood light and rushed towards Meng Wan at an astonishing speed.

Meng Wan's eyes focused, and the spiritual power in her body burst out instantly. A powerful soul power wave surged out from her brows and collided violently with Xue Wuya's soul.

"boom!"

The collision of souls was silent but fierce. The entire blood pool shook violently due to the impact of this force. Blood splattered everywhere and the entire space trembled slightly.

This is just the beginning.

Meng Wan's spiritual power was like a violent storm, attacking Xue Wuya's soul wave after wave.

Under the impact of this soul power, Xue Wuya was horrified to find that his blood soul power was being rapidly devoured!

After a few breaths, his soul became much more illusory, leaving only a vague blood shadow, as if it could dissipate at any time.

"No, it's impossible! How can you have such a powerful spiritual power!"

A trace of fear flashed across Xue Wuya's eyes. He didn't expect Meng Wan's spiritual power to be so strong, far beyond his expectations.

He finally realized that he had made a fatal mistake.

The corners of Meng Wan's mouth curled up in a playful arc, "Xue Wuya, you underestimate me.

Do you think I don't know the trick you left in the blood pool? The reason I stepped into the blood pool was to lure you out and destroy you completely in one fell swoop!"

Xue Wuya's remaining soul discovered with horror that his own power was being rapidly devoured. His blood soul was like a candle in the wind, which could go out at any time.

An expression of despair appeared on his face. He knew that he had no chance. Meng Wan's spiritual power was too strong and his plan had completely failed.

He begged for mercy in fear and haste, "Meng Wan, I am willing to follow you and become your blood slave, please spare my life, ah——"

Xue Wuya's remaining soul let out a shrill scream, and was then completely devoured, turning into nothingness.

After devouring the soul power in Xue Wuya's soul, Meng Wan felt that her soul had been greatly nourished. The originally powerful soul became even more solid, and there was a potential for a breakthrough.

After confirming that Xue Wuya was dead, Meng Wan carefully examined the blood pool.

She stretched out her finger and gently tapped the center of the blood pool. A drop of bright red blood slowly floated up, emitting a bright light.

After confirming that there were no more hidden dangers in the blood pool, Meng Wan called the disciples guarding outside and gave them instructions.

"I will be in seclusion for a period of time. No one is allowed to disturb me. All affairs of the Blood Path will be temporarily handed over to Yuechan to handle."

Her tone was calm, yet carried an unquestionable authority.

The disciple quickly responded and retreated respectfully.

After finishing the trivial matters, Meng Wan sat down cross-legged, practiced his skills, and absorbed the power from the blood pool.

Rich blood energy surrounded her body, forming a huge vortex, continuously pouring into her body.

Meng Wan could clearly feel that as time went by, her cultivation was improving rapidly, and her meridians, which had been somewhat uncomfortable due to overdraft, became unobstructed.

This feeling of power made her feel extremely comfortable, as if every pore was cheering.

Meng Wan sighed inwardly, this is the life a demon cultivator should live!

However, when Meng Wan was in seclusion, news about her spread throughout the Xuanyin Sect.

The newly appointed Holy Son of Blood was a tough guy and had attracted the attention and discussion of countless people.

Some people say that she is cruel and ruthless, and is decisive in killing; some people say that she is scheming and has unfathomable strength; some people even say that she is insidious and cunning, and is a smiling tiger.

These rumors naturally reached Si Tianchi's ears.

He heard the news almost as soon as he came out of quarantine.

Si Tianchi stroked his beard and laughed loudly towards the sky.

“Hahaha! I really have a keen eye for talent! This girl actually killed Xue Wuya and took his place!”

Recalling the IOU that he personally handed to Meng Wan, he seemed to have seen countless spirit stones waving at him, with excitement flashing in his eyes.

He couldn't wait to reach the sixth peak, and regardless of the fact that Meng Wan was in seclusion, he forced his way into the blood pool.

"My disciple, the master is here to see you!"

Si Tianchi's voice was loud and clear, with a hint of undisguised pride.

The blood in the blood pool has returned to calm. Meng Wan is sitting cross-legged with a faint blood-red halo surrounding her body.

Hearing Si Tianchi's voice, she slowly opened her eyes, with a hint of displeasure flashing in her eyes.

This old Deng really knows how to pick the right time!

"Master, I am in seclusion now. Is there anything important that is worth your personal visit?"

Meng Wan's tone was calm, without any emotion in her voice.

Si Tianchi rubbed his hands, his face full of smiles.

"My disciple, I heard that you have become the Holy Son of Blood Dao. I am so happy!

If I hadn't recognized your talent and accepted you as my disciple, and given you the cloud-patterned silk for self-defense, how could you have achieved what you have today?"

Meng Wan sneered in her heart. She didn't know what the white paper was at first. Later, she asked someone about it and found out that the IOU given by Si Tianchi was made of cloud-patterned silk.

The cloud-patterned silk is not afraid of swords, weapons, water or fire. It is indeed a nice little gadget. She has even used it to block a sword during a battle.

But Si Tianchi used this item to write an IOU and forced her to bear the huge debt of 20 million spirit stones, which was too much.

Meng Wan cursed Si Tianchi in her heart, but she looked grateful on the surface.

"Master, I will never forget your teachings."

Seeing that Meng Wan was so tactful, Si Tianchi looked even more proud. He stared at Meng Wan and said with a smile.

"My disciple, you are now a Holy Son, and your status and position are far different from before. I spent a lot of effort on you. Now you should repay me, right?"

"I wonder how Master wants his disciples to repay him?"

Si Tianchi stretched out a finger, coughed lightly, and said in an unquestionable tone.

"I have thought about it and you don't have to rush to pay back the principal. I will first collect the interest of one thousand high-grade spirit stones from you this time."

A cold light flashed in Meng Wan's eyes. This old Deng has quite a big appetite!

Don’t think that one thousand high-grade spirit stones are not a lot. If converted into low-grade spirit stones, it would be a full ten million.

The sky-high IOU of twenty million spirit stones was not enough to satisfy his appetite, and he actually dared to ask for such a high interest!