Chapter 84: Divine Sword Sect Secret

"Pfft!!!!"

With his Lifebound Treasure destroyed, Sect Master Lin Wuwen was struck as if by lightning. He spat out another large mouthful of blood, his internal True Essence spiraling out of control instantly. He withered away, his aura plummeting to rock bottom.

He knelt helplessly on the ground, supporting himself with his hands, vomiting blood in large gulps as the light in his eyes rapidly faded.

"No… this is impossible… How could I, Sect Master Lin Wuwen, be defeated by a mere brat…" He muttered to himself, his heart filled with endless regret and despair.

Chu Chang slowly retracted his slightly heated fist, looking at the kneeling Sect Master Lin Wuwen who had lost all ability to resist. There was not a shred of pity on his face.

"Sect Master Lin Wuwen, you have committed countless evils, capturing tens of thousands of Mortals and Cultivators for your own selfish desires to refine Heavenly Demon Puppets. Dying at my hands today can be considered Karma."

Chu Chang said coldly, slowly raising his right hand.

Although Sect Master Lin Wuwen was weak, he was an old Jianghu hand after all. Hearing Chu Chang's words, a flash of extremely hidden viciousness and madness flickered deep within his eyes.

"Hahahaha… Karma? This seat does not believe in Karma, only in strength! Even if I die, I will drag you down with me!"

Sect Master Lin Wuwen suddenly raised his head. At this moment, his skin began to swell rapidly, and the Purple Mansion Dao embryo within his body began to reverse crazily. He actually intended to self-detonate his Purple Mansion to perish together with Chu Chang!

The self-detonation of a Middle Stage Purple Mansion Realm expert, even with Chu Chang's strong Physical Body, would definitely cause unbearable damage at such close range.

"Die!" Sect Master Lin Wuwen laughed madly.

However, looking at his swelling body, a mocking sneer appeared on the corner of Chu Chang's mouth.

"Self-detonate? In front of me, you don't even have the qualifications to self-detonate."

Chu Chang formed a sword with his fingers and lightly slashed downwards towards the top of Sect Master Lin Wuwen's head.

"Activate trait [Sword Descending from the Heavens]."

Hum!

In the Void Realm above Sect Master Lin Wuwen's head, the space rippled subtly without warning.

Without any grand momentum or even any brilliant light, a three-foot-long divine sword of rules, formed entirely from pure, yang-dominant Sword Qi, silently poked its tip out from the nothingness.

This sword carried the rule attributes of "Absolute Lock" and "Absolute Defense Break."

Before Sect Master Lin Wuwen could even react to what was happening above his head, the pure yang divine sword, with a speed that transcended the limits of thought, passed through his crown in the horrified gaze of Sect Master Lin Wuwen like cutting through tofu, sinking all the way to the hilt without any obstruction!

Pfft!

The pure yang Sword Qi entered his body and instantly transformed into thousands of tiny golden Sword Intents, dissolving the violent Devilish Qi inside Sect Master Lin Wuwen that was crazily reversing and about to self-detonate, vanishing it in an instant like spring snow melting in water.

Sect Master Lin Wuwen's swelling body instantly shriveled up, and all his vitality, madness, and unwillingness were frozen solid under this sword.

"You… this… is…"

Sect Master Lin Wuwen widened his eyes, his throat emitting two unwilling wheezing sounds.

Chu Chang walked expressionlessly in front of him, joined his right palm together, transforming it into a Physical Body palm blade, and swung it lightly.

Swish.

A golden light flashed by.

Sect Master Lin Wuwen's head, wearing an expression of endless regret, horror, and disbelief, flew high into the air, trailing a string of miserable blood in the sky, before rolling into the ruins of the dried-up stone pool.

A generation of heroes of the Divine Sword Sect, Middle Stage Purple Mansion Realm expert Sect Master Lin Wuwen, had fallen.

Chu Chang bent down, expressionlessly collecting the Storage Ring on Sect Master Lin Wuwen's finger and his head, which stared with unclosed eyes, before slowly exhaling a breath of murky air.

He slowly turned around, looking at the dawn light breaking outside, the sharp glint in his eyes intensifying.

"Sect Master Lin Wuwen is dead, the Divine Sword Sect… should change masters."

Inside the underground palace, the dust gradually settled.

Sect Master Lin Wuwen's headless corpse slumped in the pool of blood, the wound charred black by the pure yang Sword Qi, with no trace of life left.

Chu Chang walked up expressionlessly, bending down to rip off the dark gold Storage Pouch from Sect Master Lin Wuwen's waist.

This Storage Pouch had Sect Master Lin Wuwen's Divine Soul imprint attached to it. If it were someone else, trying to force it open would inevitably take some effort and might even trigger a self-destruct Restriction.

But now that Sect Master Lin Wuwen was dead and his Divine Soul had dissipated, coupled with Chu Chang's powerful Peak Purple Mansion Realm cultivation, his Divine Sense surged in like a tidal wave, instantly grinding the remaining faint imprint to pieces.

Clatter…

Chu Chang swept his Divine Sense, pouring all the items in the Storage Pouch onto the edge of the dried-up pool.

Apart from piles of High-Grade Spirit Stones, a dazzling array of sinister demonic medicines, and fragments of Magic Treasures, the most eye-catching items were several secret letters stitched with special animal hide and tightly sealed with wax, as well as a black Jade Slip emitting a faint blood light.

Chu Chang casually opened one of the letters, his gaze sweeping over it, and the temperature in his eyes instantly dropped to freezing point.

"Great Yuan Calendar 312, delivered 500 high-quality blood offerings, all are Loose Cultivators and Mortals from surrounding villages, hope Sect Master Lin will inspect and receive…"

"…The mist in the forbidden area outside the city is about to rise. We have jointly blocked the outer perimeter. We will hunt Disciples entering for training, and the Divine Soul blood marrow obtained will be split fifty-fifty."

At the end of the letter were stamped the Family crests of several famous Cultivation Families within the Great Yuan Dynasty!

"The Xiao Family, the Zhao Family, the Iron Sword Sect… even the City Lord's Mansion!"

Looking at those familiar names, a cold, mocking smile hooked at the corner of Chu Chang's mouth.

No wonder the children of those powerful Families acted so unscrupulously in the forbidden area outside the city, and no wonder so many Loose Cultivators and small Sect Disciples disappeared mysteriously in the forbidden area every year.

It turned out that this was not an accident at all, but a "blood offering" hunting feast led by Divine Sword Sect Leader Sect Master Lin Wuwen, with several large Families participating in secret!

They treated the forbidden area outside the city as a natural slaughterhouse, killing Cultivators and collecting blood marrow to practice Demonic Techniques and refine Heavenly Demon Puppets.

"Truly a bunch of beasts wearing human skin."

Chu Chang crumpled the letter into powder. Although he was not a merciful Saint, the actions of these people had completely crossed the bottom line of any Cultivator.

"If I go directly to the Divine Sword Sect with Sect Master Lin Wuwen's head to settle accounts now, these Family forces that colluded with him will surely flee upon hearing the news, or even unite to deal with me. The Great Yuan city defenses, the Sect's grand array, several Purple Mansion Old Ancestors… relying on me alone, even if I were made of iron, how many nails could I strike?"

Chu Chang calmly analyzed the situation.

He needed helpers.

Or rather, he needed a group of "tools" that were absolutely loyal, fearless of death, and could charge into battle for him at any time.

Chu Chang's gaze slowly fell on the black Jade Slip emitting blood light.

He pressed the Jade Slip against his forehead, his Divine Sense sinking into it, and five vigorous and eerie large characters instantly flashed into his mind!!

"Heavenly Demon Puppets Secret Technique."

This Jade Slip was the core Legacy of the Demonic Path that Sect Master Lin Wuwen had studied his whole life.

It not only recorded in detail the methods of refining blood marrow from living people and making low-level Blood Fiend Heavenly Demon Puppets, but also recorded a supreme forbidden technique called "Heavenly Demon Reincarnation Puppet."

"Heavenly Demon Reincarnation Puppet… uses the complete corpse of an expert at or above the Purple Mansion Realm as a base, retains their original Physical Body instincts and combat memories, and uses demonic Qi and secret medicines to reshape the Meridians. Once refined, it can not only exert 100% of the host's original strength, but can even continue to advance as the master nurtures it!"

A sharp glint flashed in Chu Chang's eyes.

This was a secret technique tailor-made for him.

At his feet lay a warm, recently deceased Middle Stage Purple Mansion Realm expert's corpse, along with a well-preserved head.

"Sect Master Lin Wuwen, you wanted to refine me into a Heavenly Demon Puppet while you were alive. Now, Karma has come full circle, so you shall be my first Heavenly Demon Reincarnation Puppet!"

Chu Chang sneered and got straight to work.

Although he did not have the sinister Demonic Technique that Sect Master Lin Wuwen had, he possessed the "Taiyin-Taiyang Chaos Physique," and his Chaos True Essence could evolve all methods in the world. As long as he simulated the Devilish Qi according to the secret technique's Qi Circulation route and incantation seals, the effect would be even purer than if Sect Master Lin Wuwen had done it himself.

"Rise!"

Chu Chang slashed with his fingers, and Sect Master Lin Wuwen's headless corpse and the head that stared with unclosed eyes floated into mid-air simultaneously.

The first thing he had to do was to reattach the head he had severed.

Chu Chang sat cross-legged, his internal Chaos True Essence instantly transforming into pitch-black Taiyin demonic power. His hands formed seals crazily like butterflies dancing through flowers, and complex, twisted black runes condensed at his fingertips, turning into a sky full of black rain that drizzled onto Sect Master Lin Wuwen's corpse.

"With blood as the guide, with bone as the bridge, Heavenly Demon Secret Thread, connect!"

Chu Chang flicked his finger, and dozens of black threads condensed from pure demonic energy, like thin needles, instantly pierced into the severed wound at Sect Master Lin Wuwen's neck.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!

The black threads crazily intertwined at the wound, re-stitching the severed spine, trachea, blood vessels, and Meridians one by one. Under the eerie power of the "Heavenly Demon Puppets Secret Technique," the originally necrotic cells actually regained an eerie vitality.

Accompanied by the teeth-grinding sound of muscle wriggling, Sect Master Lin Wuwen's head slowly settled onto his neck.

Black demonic patterns crawled crazily at the suture like centipedes, and finally disappeared completely under the skin. If one did not observe carefully, one could not tell that this head had once been neatly severed.

The first step, stitching the Physical Body, was complete.

The next second step was the most critical and difficult: "Demonic Fire Refining Bone" and "Opening Demonic Meridians."

Sect Master Lin Wuwen's Meridians had been destroyed by Chu Chang's previous pure yang Sword Qi. To make him regain his combat power, he had to use secret medicines and Demonic Fire to completely reshape his Meridians and temper his bones to be even harder.

"Although the Ten Thousand Spirit Blood Marrow Pool is dried up, the underground murky Qi that has accumulated for decades at the bottom of the pool is still there, just right for use as fuel!"

Chu Chang pressed one hand to the ground and shook it heavily.

Boom!

Below the underground palace, streaks of thick black underground demonic fire were forcibly extracted by him, turning into a black fire dragon that completely enveloped Sect Master Lin Wuwen, who was suspended in mid-air.

"Go!"

Chu Chang again flicked out a dozen bottles of Body Tempering demonic medicine found in Sect Master Lin Wuwen's Storage Pouch. These demonic medicines melted in the Demonic Fire, turning into pure medicinal power that continuously merged into his body through Sect Master Lin Wuwen's pores.

Crackle, crackle!

The sound of bones breaking and reorganizing kept ringing in the Demonic Fire. Sect Master Lin Wuwen's body trembled violently in the Demonic Fire. Although he had no consciousness, the instinctive twitching of his Physical Body still looked particularly hideous.

Chu Chang was fully focused, his Divine Sense like a blade, precisely controlling the proportions of the Demonic Fire. He was not only reshaping Sect Master Lin Wuwen's Physical Body, but also using Chaos True Essence to engrave defensive array patterns deep within Sect Master Lin Wuwen's bones.

This refining process lasted for a full day and night.

When the faint light of the second day's dawn shone into the underground palace through the ventilation duct, the Demonic Fire in mid-air finally gradually extinguished.

At this time, Sect Master Lin Wuwen's skin had an eerie dark gold color, faintly revealing a metallic luster. The fatal wounds on his body had completely healed, his shriveled muscles had bulged again, and the Physical Body oppressive pressure he emitted was actually a notch stronger than when he was alive!

"The last step, Divine Soul imprint, Heavenly Demon Reincarnation, activate!"

Chu Chang's eyes widened, and from between his brows, a golden Divine Sense light, brilliant to the extreme, burst out, transforming into an extremely complex golden "卍" character mark (this was the Divine Soul defensive golden seal he produced after fusing the Vajra Invincible Art), forcibly striking it into Sect Master Lin Wuwen's empty Sea of Consciousness.

Boom!

Sect Master Lin Wuwen's body shook violently, and in his originally dead Sea of Consciousness, Chu Chang's indelible slavery imprint was instantly engraved for all eternity.

From then on, as long as Chu Chang had a thought, no matter how far away they were, Sect Master Lin Wuwen would execute it unconditionally; even if it meant making him self-detonate, he would not have the slightest hesitation.

Swish!

Sect Master Lin Wuwen's tightly closed eyes opened abruptly at this moment.

Those were pupils without any emotional color, as pitch-black as an abyss.

He slowly descended from mid-air and knelt on one knee in front of Chu Chang, his voice hoarse and stiff, yet filled with incomparable respect:

"Master."

Looking at Sect Master Lin Wuwen kneeling respectfully in front of him, Chu Chang let out a long sigh of relief, and a look of satisfaction finally appeared on his face.

Success!

A genuine super bodyguard with Middle Stage Purple Mansion Realm strength, and with absolutely no possibility of betrayal!

"Get up." Chu Chang ordered indifferently.

"Yes, Master." Sect Master Lin Wuwen stood up stiffly and stood quietly behind Chu Chang, restraining his aura. Now he looked no different from the elegant Divine Sword Sect Leader he was in life; no one could tell that he had become a Puppet.

Chu Chang stroked his chin, dangerous light flashing in his eyes.

"With Sect Master Lin Wuwen's identity to provide cover in the open, many things will be much more convenient."

Chu Chang looked at Sect Master Lin Wuwen and issued a cold command: "Sect Master Lin Wuwen, after the Great Yuan inspection envoy leaves, as the Divine Sword Sect Leader, you should return to take charge of the overall situation."

"Yes, Master."

"After you return, immediately investigate in secret all the movements of the Xiao Family, the Zhao Family, and the Iron Sword Sect. Especially their recent blood offering trading times in the forbidden area." Chu Chang's eyes were like knives, "Since they like to kill in the forbidden area, I will let them stay in the forbidden area forever!"

"As you command." Sect Master Lin Wuwen bowed slightly.

Chu Chang turned around and looked at the devastated underground palace.

Although the "Ten Thousand Spirit Blood Marrow Pool" here was ruined, he had obtained something a thousand times more precious than this pool.

"Divine Sword Sect, Great Yuan City…"

Chu Chang stepped out of the underground palace, facing the first ray of morning sunlight, a grim, cold sneer appearing on the corner of his mouth.

"This bloody game you wove with your own hands, now, it's my turn to be the dealer."

Sect Master Lin Wuwen's figure flickered, turning into a streak of secret blood light, and sped towards the direction of the Divine Sword Sect's main Peak.

And Chu Chang restrained his aura, silently blending into the jungle below, like a peerless lone wolf hiding in the darkness, quietly waiting for the prey to come to his door.