Exterminating the Xuan Yin Sect (Second Update)

"Looks like you’re still somewhat useful!"

Li Chuan held Yin Jiutian’s Great Sumeru Profound Yin Cauldron in his hand and looked down at Blood God Son’s Nascent Soul, a faint smile appearing in his eyes.

How could a Nascent Soul stage cultivator from the foremost Demonic Path sect be useless?

Forcing Blood God Son’s physical body to collapse into a Nascent Soul had been for the purpose of capturing him alive.

Back at Mount Emei, Li Chuan had learned some information from Dan Chenzi: if Nascent Soul stage cultivators from the Blood Demon Palace kept using Blood Demon Dissolution to escape, their physical bodies would eventually collapse, leaving behind only their Nascent Souls.

And Blood Demon Palace cultivators left with only Nascent Souls could be killed even by ordinary mortals. They would need at least a hundred years to recover their cultivation.

When Dan Chenzi had been at the Nascent Soul stage, he had once beaten three Blood Demon Palace cultivators until their physical bodies collapsed and only their Nascent Souls remained, so he was very experienced in this matter.

"Senior Brother, come quickly and look at Master! He isn’t moving or speaking. It’s like he’s lost his soul!"

Over there, Junior Sister Mingyue called out anxiously.

After receiving their master, they had tried to communicate with him, but he had been like a block of wood, giving no response at all. Later, their three martial uncles had come to examine him, yet none could see what was wrong.

So they could only call for their unfathomable senior brother.

Four Symbols Seal!

Taking out a scroll, Li Chuan sealed Blood God Son’s weakened Nascent Soul inside it. With a flash, he appeared before Daoist Qingzhu.

"Don’t worry. Let me take a look."

After reassuring his junior sister a few times, Li Chuan looked over Daoist Qingzhu’s body.

His Yin-Yang Eyes gave off a faint glow. A moment later, he slapped Daoist Qingzhu on the crown of the head, and five ghostly shadows immediately flew out from Daoist Qingzhu’s seven orifices before turning into five streams of black smoke and vanishing.

Over the past half month, he had already gained some understanding of his Yin-Yang Eyes while in Sage Mode through the records of Little Bamboo Mountain.

The most basic function he knew of now was that they allowed him to see things normally invisible, such as the five ghostly shadows inside Daoist Qingzhu’s body.

Second, they exerted a certain deterrent effect on such entities, allowing his physical body to touch spiritual forms and directly harm them.

That was why, with that slap to Daoist Qingzhu’s head, he had directly dispersed the Five Ghosts placed within him.

"I can finally move."

As soon as the Five Ghosts dispersed, Daoist Qingzhu immediately returned to normal.

In truth, although Daoist Qingzhu had been unable to control his body while under the Five Ghosts’ control, his consciousness had remained clear. He had witnessed every part of the battle.

"Master, are you all right?"

Imitating Li Qingfeng’s mannerisms and tone from his memories, Li Chuan asked Daoist Qingzhu with concern.

Seeing Li Chuan, Daoist Qingzhu immediately grew excited:

"I’m fine, I’m fine. This is wonderful! I never expected your strength, Qingfeng, to have reached such a level that you could defeat the renowned Yin Jiutian, leader of the Xuan Yin Sect, and Blood God Son of the Blood Demon Palace.

My Little Bamboo Mountain finally has hope!"

Thus, after some conversation, Li Chuan roughly explained what had happened to him over the past two years. As for why his strength had suddenly increased so much, he glossed it over by claiming that he had awakened part of his past-life memories.

At last, Li Chuan said to Daoist Qingzhu:

"Master, Old Demon Youquan will attack Mount Emei in three months. If Emei falls, the entire Righteous Path will be finished. So I must immediately make a trip to Mount Emei and inform True Person Bai Mei of this news."

"Go, but be careful!"

Daoist Qingzhu nodded upon hearing this.

Youquan Blood Demon had first destroyed Mount Hua, then Kunlun. If even the strongest Mount Emei were destroyed, this world would be finished. All Righteous Path sects, including their Little Bamboo Mountain, would be unable to escape disaster.

Naturally, Daoist Qingzhu would not stop him over this.

After speaking with Daoist Qingzhu, Li Chuan left Little Bamboo Mountain and flew swiftly toward Golden Star Gorge in the South Sea on his magic treasure.

That was right, he did not immediately head for Mount Emei. Instead, he changed course for Golden Star Gorge in the South Sea.

There were still three months before Youquan Blood Demon attacked Mount Emei, so there was no rush. Having just killed Yin Jiutian, leader of the Xuan Yin Sect, this was the best opportunity to wipe out the Xuan Yin Sect. How could he let it slip by?

Naturally, he was not going to destroy the Xuan Yin Sect for the sake of the Righteous Path or justice.

He simply had his eye on the Xuan Yin Sect’s Demonic Path cultivation arts and various records.

He was not truly a native of this world, nor was he some pure Righteous Path cultivator. As long as something could increase his strength without any side effects, why would he give it up?

After the Xuan Yin Sect’s ancestor had been blasted to death by True Person Bai Mei, only Yin Jiutian had escaped to the South Sea with several junior brothers and all the sect’s records.

Now that Yin Jiutian and Nan Tong were dead, only two elders at the early Golden Core stage remained in the sect. The rest were merely at the Foundation Establishment stage. Li Chuan alone could completely annihilate them.

The Xuan Yin Sect had once been a Demonic Path sect second only to the Blood Demon Palace. Its cultivation arts and records were among the finest in the Demonic Path.

Moreover, if he did not obtain the Xuan Yin Sect’s cultivation arts and records, he would not be able to freely use Nan Tong’s Nine Sons Heavenly Demon Profound Yin Banner or Yin Jiutian’s Great Sumeru Profound Yin Cauldron.

With magic treasures, unless one had personally forged them or understood their inner workings, even refining them would not allow one to fully unleash their effects, nor would one know how to increase their power.

One could only use them in the simplest manner.

The Nine Sons Heavenly Demon Profound Yin Banner and the Great Sumeru Profound Yin Cauldron were both signature magic treasures of the Profound Yin Sect. Only by obtaining the records detailing how to forge them could he fully unleash their greatest power.

That was the true reason he wanted to destroy the Profound Yin Sect.

"Full speed ahead!"

Since his cultivation had reached the Golden Core stage, Li Chuan could now basically unleash the full power of the Crimson Spirit Fire Pearl. As a result, his speed while flying on magic treasures had increased considerably, reaching mach 2.

Even so, he was still somewhat dissatisfied.

In the future, I must find a way to forge a flying sword. Or better yet, if I can forge Dan Chenzi’s Flying Knife Wings, that would be even better.

Shangguan Qian, who was also at the Golden Core stage, could reach mach 20 even while carrying him. Yet his fastest speed was only mach 2.

Even if he reached the peak of the Golden Core stage, he estimated that he could only reach mach 5 at most.

Then he thought of Sun Wukong from Journey to the West. One somersault covered a hundred and eight thousand li—that was truly terrifying speed.

"Here at last!"

After flying for roughly a day and a night, Li Chuan finally arrived at Golden Star Gorge in the South Sea.

"Blood God Son, take me to the Xuan Yin Sect’s headquarters!"

Taking Blood God Son’s Nascent Soul out of the scroll, Li Chuan gave the order.

Golden Star Gorge was not merely a great canyon, but the name of a vast region. The Xuan Yin Sect was hidden within it and concealed by an array. Without someone familiar to guide them, ordinary cultivators could not find it at all.

Fortunately, as a cultivator of the Blood Demon Palace, Blood God Son certainly knew the place, so there was no need to worry about failing to find it.