Chapter 8: Breaking Through the Blood Essence Realm
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Lu Wenfeng approached Luo Shan and cupped his fists, saying, “Young Master Luo, Qin Xingchen just visited our pharmacy and then left, heading toward the Luoyin Mountain Range.”
Hearing this, Luo Shan was stunned. “What is he doing going to the Luoyin Mountain Range?”
Lu Wenfeng smirked coldly, “Young Master Luo, I tricked him by saying that the Luoyin Mountain Range had the medicinal herbs he wanted, and he believed me.”
Luo Shan understood, sneering, “Well done. Since he dared to leave the sect, it’s even better—now we can make our move! Steward Lu, this matter is in your hands.”
Lu Wenfeng was taken aback. “Young Master Luo, isn’t Qin Xingchen just a worthless nobody without cultivation? Shouldn’t you be able to handle killing him without me?”
Luo Shan shook his head. “No, it must be you who strikes.”
“Why?” Lu Wenfeng asked, puzzled.
Luo Shan said, “I sent two of my men to lure him to Fengyou Valley and planned to have them kill him, but he returned safely to the sect, and those two haven’t come back. They were probably killed by him!”
“This… that’s impossible!” Lu Wenfeng couldn’t believe it.
“Why impossible?” Luo Shan’s gaze shifted to the two brothers, Ma Hu and Ma Jie, scowling. “Look at the injuries on these two useless fools—those are Qin Xingchen’s ‘masterpieces’! What’s impossible about that? Humph!”
“What!” Lu Wenfeng was shocked.
Only then did he notice Ma Hu’s face was swollen and distorted like a boar’s, and Ma Jie’s right hand was broken—utterly pitiful.
Luo Shan turned his gaze back to Lu Wenfeng. “That’s why I need you to personally take action. Besides, you’ve helped me against him before, haven’t you?”
At this, Lu Wenfeng gave a sly smile but said nothing.
Luo Shan continued, “Alright, if you can kill him this time and secretly bring me his head, your reward will be ten times what you got last time!”
Hearing this, Lu Wenfeng’s face lit up as he hurriedly cupped his fists. “Young Master Luo, rest assured! No matter how much Qin Xingchen’s cultivation has recovered, if I strike, he will surely die!”
Luo Shan coldly said, “Good! It’s in your hands—don’t disappoint me!”
“Yes!” Lu Wenfeng replied and turned to leave the mansion. Luo Shan couldn’t help but sneer to himself.
He muttered, “Qin Xingchen, you still want to kill me? Let’s see how you survive this time! Humph!”
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After leaving the Wangyue Sect, Qin Xingchen continuously circulated his spiritual energy, using the mobile footwork technique, Thunder Flash Step, to run.
In just half an hour, he arrived near the edge of the Luoyin Mountain Range.
“So this is the Luoyin Mountain Range,” Qin Xingchen murmured, standing still and gazing out at the vast mountains before him.
Mist curled between ancient towering trees, streams trickled through mountain ravines, and occasional roars of fierce beasts echoed, sending chills down one’s spine.
“Who’s there?”
Suddenly, Qin Xingchen sensed something. He swiftly turned around and saw a middle-aged man wearing a black robe emerging from a thicket.
“It’s you!”
Qin Xingchen narrowed his eyes.
He immediately recognized the man in black as Lu Wenfeng, whom he had met earlier today. “Steward Lu, you’ve been following me all this way. What’s your purpose?”
Lu Wenfeng smiled darkly. “Qin Xingchen, I didn’t expect you to run so fast—I almost couldn’t catch up. Seems Young Master Luo was right; you really have restored your cultivation.”
Qin Xingchen’s expression darkened. “You’re working for Luo Shan?”
“That’s right.”
“Luo Shan sent you to kill me?”
“Correct!”
Lu Wenfeng sneered, “Qin Xingchen, since you’ve fallen into my hands, don’t even think about escaping. Because if you try… you won’t get away.”
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Boom!
A powerful aura of cultivation burst forth from Lu Wenfeng’s body.
“Fifth level of the Blood Condensation Realm!” Qin Xingchen narrowed his eyes. Such cultivation forced him to take this seriously.
“What? Scared now?” Lu Wenfeng scoffed. “Qin Xingchen, you and I have no grudge, but Young Master Luo wants you dead. I have no choice. So don’t blame fate—you only have yourself to blame for crossing the wrong people. Just die quietly.”
With that, he brandished a sharp greatsword and charged at Qin Xingchen, leaping up and swinging the blade fiercely toward his head.
“Thunder Flash Step!”
In desperation, Qin Xingchen used the Thunder Flash Step to narrowly evade the ruthless strike.
“You actually dodged my blow? You…”
Lu Wenfeng’s face changed, stunned. “You… you’re only at the tenth level of the Body Tempering Realm?”
He hadn’t expected Qin Xingchen, with only Body Tempering Tenth Level, to be fast enough to avoid his attack.
Keep in mind, their cultivation levels differed by an entire realm!
“This can’t be!”
Lu Wenfeng’s face darkened. “That must have been an illusion. How could a worthless nobody at Body Tempering Tenth Level dodge my strike?”
Without hesitation, he attacked again, swinging his sword toward Qin Xingchen.
At the same time, a sword flew out from Qin Xingchen’s spatial ring.
Holding the sharp blade, he used it to block Lu Wenfeng’s attack.
“Hmph, I’ll make you block it!”
Lu Wenfeng gripped the sword with both hands and pushed hard, using the power of his Blood Condensation Fifth Level to forcibly shove Qin Xingchen back.
Qin Xingchen staggered several steps before regaining his balance.
With his current cultivation, facing a Blood Condensation Fifth Level powerhouse head-on was indeed challenging.
At that moment, Lu Wenfeng had already reached Qin Xingchen and slapped his chest.
Qin Xingchen was sent flying several meters, crashing to the ground with blood trickling from his mouth—a slight internal injury.
“Hmph, I thought you were stronger. Turns out you’re so fragile. I overestimated you earlier!”
Lu Wenfeng mocked as he approached Qin Xingchen. “A worthless nobody remains a worthless nobody. Killing you is a breeze. But…”
He paused, then continued, “Qin Xingchen, before I kill you, I’m not afraid to tell you something.”
Qin Xingchen clutched his injured chest, frowning. “What is it?”
Lu Wenfeng sneered, “You’ve never known who ambushed and shattered your dantian a year ago, right?”
Qin Xingchen’s expression changed. “Could it have been you?”
Lu Wenfeng looked smug. “Exactly me. Destroying your dantian was also Young Master Luo’s order. So don’t blame me—ha ha ha…”
He laughed loudly toward the sky.
However, when his gaze returned to Qin Xingchen lying on the ground, the latter had vanished.
Lu Wenfeng’s face turned pale. He spun around and saw Qin Xingchen suddenly behind him, gripping his sword and charging.
“Phantom Shadow Sword!”
Qin Xingchen’s spiritual energy erupted as he instantly closed in on Lu Wenfeng.
Quick as lightning!
Lu Wenfeng instinctively swung his sword at Qin Xingchen.
“What!”
Lu Wenfeng realized his blade had passed through Qin Xingchen’s body—he had struck nothing but air.
“A phantom!”
Lu Wenfeng’s expression grew grave.
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Unbeknownst to him, this was the power of the Phantom Shadow Sword technique.
At this moment, Qin Xingchen’s body seemed to split into a dozen shadows, flickering around Lu Wenfeng, appearing and disappearing.
For a moment, Lu Wenfeng couldn’t tell which was the real body and which were illusions.
He immediately charged at one of the “Qin Xingchen” figures and swung his sword.
Again, he struck thin air.
“Another phantom!”
After striking another illusion, Lu Wenfeng lost all composure.
He began wildly slashing at all the “Qin Xingchens” around him.
“Lu Wenfeng, I’m right here!”
Hearing the real voice, Lu Wenfeng turned toward the sound.
But the next moment…
A sharp sword pierced through his body from behind.
The previous voice was a feint.
He had been hit!
“Ugh…”
Blood streamed from the corners of Lu Wenfeng’s mouth.
Qin Xingchen pulled the sword from Lu Wenfeng’s body and kicked him down to the ground.
He looked down at the fallen Lu Wenfeng. “You want to kill me? You’re not worthy.”
Then—
Swish!
He slashed Lu Wenfeng’s neck, blood spraying wildly.
Lu Wenfeng was dead.
At this moment, Qin Xingchen bent down and took the spatial ring from Lu Wenfeng’s hand.
Suddenly, his Chaos Divine Cauldron stirred faintly.
He knew the cauldron wanted to absorb the essence energy from Lu Wenfeng’s body.
Seeing Lu Wenfeng’s unwilling death expression, Qin Xingchen suppressed the cauldron’s urge. “Dying that ugly? No absorption!”
Chaos Divine Cauldron: “…”
Lu Wenfeng’s corpse: “…”
Then, Qin Xingchen crushed Lu Wenfeng’s skull with a kick and muttered, “That looks much better. Now it can absorb.”
Chaos Divine Cauldron: “…”
Lu Wenfeng’s corpse: “…”
Just kidding.
Lu Wenfeng’s Blood Condensation Fifth Level essence energy was too valuable to waste.
So, with a thought, Qin Xingchen controlled the Chaos Divine Cauldron to start absorbing the essence from Lu Wenfeng’s body…
After a short while,
Lu Wenfeng became a shriveled corpse and finally turned to ash, scattering in the wind.
Boom!
A vast and powerful spiritual energy burst forth within Qin Xingchen’s body.
This spiritual energy radiated a faint red glow.
“Transforming spirit into power, hiding power within blood!”
“I have finally broken through to the Blood Condensation Realm!”