Chapter 228: Magma, Blood Corpse, Transaction Since the line of destiny cannot be sensed, the humanoid creatures encountered by those magic practitioners may not be living things. Perhaps it is an illusion caused by some phenomenon. Ruan Xing asked Xizuan to go down and find a rock to land on. In this regard, Xizui still abided by his previous promise to follow Ruan Xing's instructions. As soon as he landed, the magma near where he stepped began to bubble up, gurgling like boiling water. This scene looks incredible, because magma is viscous and hot and flows slowly, and would not produce such a violent reaction. The orange-red light above gradually deepened and turned into blood red. A slender claw stretched out from the bubbling magma and grabbed onto the ground where Xisin came from. In an instant, countless small hands emerged and climbed towards the direction of cleansing. Their bodies slowly emerged, and the magma stuck to their bodies slowly flowed and dripped, revealing dark red, dry skin underneath. Their bodies are very slender, as if there is only a layer of skin wrapped around bones, with no muscle, fat or internal organs in the middle. The head is like an irregular sphere in the shape of an inverted triangle, with many pits and depressions on it, but it has no functional organs such as eyes or mouth.
Putting aside other things, Ruan Xing decided to call these dark red creatures blood corpses for the time being. Because they are so skinny, their bodies and limbs are like bamboo sticks, and the whole body is the color of dried blood, dark red. So what are these things trying to do by climbing up here? They couldn't be trying to atone for their sins by eating...they had no place to eat. It’s over. Influenced by Xie Feng, my first reaction when I see something now is to eat it. Ruan Xing couldn't help but give Xie Feng a blank look. Xizui's hands had turned into sharp claws and began to attack the blood corpse that was getting closer and closer to him. Unexpectedly, the blood corpse's body was very fragile. When Xisin lightly scratched it, its body broke apart and fell into the magma, where it quickly melted and disappeared. However, more bloody corpses kept coming up. When a bloody corpse was dismembered by Xizui, one of its fingers began to melt before it hit the ground and fell directly onto the hem of Xizui's robe. A dazzling spark suddenly burst out, burning a big hole in Xizui's robe, and the fire continued to burn upwards. Xizui was startled and took off his outer robe and threw it into the magma. The clothes were instantly burned by the magma. Xizui no longer fought with these blood corpses. It seemed that the blood corpses were endless, and there was no point in wasting his magic power here. So he flew into the air and returned to Ruan Xing. The blood corpses could not fly and seemed to have no brains. They crawled on all fours on the small piece of land for a while, then calmed down and returned to the magma. Xizui took a deep breath and wiped the sweat and volcanic ash from his face. "The clothes I wore just now were a high-quality robe made by Demon Lord Chenghuan. They can insulate against heat and fire. After I knew the environment in the secret realm, I deliberately wore that robe. I didn't expect... the power of this magma is so great." The top-grade robes that can avoid fire will remain unscathed even if worn while going in and out of a sea of fire three times. Ordinary earth fire, such as the low-grade earth fire that Ruan Xing used when he first made the elixir, cannot cause any damage to the top-grade robes. Volcanoes also exist in the world of immortal cultivation. The earth's core fire used in refining many elixirs and weapons is obtained from the center of the volcano. Xizui originally thought that since it was a volcano, the magma would at most be of the quality of top-grade earth fire. He did not expect that the top-grade robes on his body would not have any effect at all. Fortunately, it was discovered early, otherwise when he was contaminated with the magma fire and could not be removed, he would have to leave the secret realm early.
Washing away the sins thought with lingering fear. Ruan Xing hesitated for a moment and said, "I can't tell where these blood corpses came from. Let's follow my previous idea and go check out those active volcanoes that my spiritual sense cannot penetrate." The blood corpse has no fate line. It seems that it was completely created by magma and then melted into the magma. To be precise, every blood corpse is the same object. If it really has life, perhaps it has only one destiny line, hidden in the magma somewhere. "Okay." Xizui nodded in agreement. He also accepted the name "blood corpses" given to them by Ruan Xing without any objection. "These blood corpses are not difficult to kill. I didn't find any special attack methods from them just now. It's just that there are too many of them." He looked down at his hands. The rugged skin and sharp claws on his hands had returned to their original appearance. There was not a single trace of age or wrinkles on his slightly wrinkled hands. "When I broke open their bodies, I didn't feel that they were scalding hot, but after their bodies melted quickly, they actually had this temperature..." I can't figure out how to wash away my sins. "Well, don't think about it for now. Let's find a chance to explore the center of the volcano later." Ruan Xing said. She was actually very distressed and annoyed as to why these blood corpses had no destiny lines. Damn it... If she had a thread of destiny, she could directly control the blood corpses and make them her eyes to see what was underground. But without the line of destiny, Ruan Xing has no way to control it. It is even more impossible to capture the blood corpses and refine them into puppets using the methods in the Netherworld Ghost Records, because they most likely have no souls and will melt. She didn't know whether the fire-avoiding talismans she prepared would be of any use. The three of them flew towards the nearest crater. This active volcano is not currently erupting, and the entrance to the cave is pitch black, but when you get close you can feel a surging heat wave. Ruan Xing rummaged through the storage bag and took out a puppet with some dissatisfaction. This is her puppet with the highest level at the moment, and his name is Oscar. It’s a pity that Oscar had to wrap up his first appearance. Ruan Xing sighed, put fire-avoiding talismans all over Oscar's body, and let him enter the entrance of the active volcano. Xizui's eyes were filled with surprise and fear. He asked, "Is this a creation of ghost magic?" There was no illusion cast on Oscar's body. After all, Xizui had lived for thousands of years and had some experience, so he recognized him immediately. This is a magic trick used by demonic cultivators. How could the immortal cultivator envoy from the Fengling Yueying Sect know this? His gaze shifted slightly to Xie Feng. But he still had doubts in his heart. He knew a little about Xie Feng. He was an old friend of the Saint Demon Lord and they seemed to be from the same school. It seemed that he should also be a demon cultivator of the Way of Devouring. Perhaps after returning, he would report to the Saint Demon Lord that the Fengling Yueying Sect not only controlled one demon cultivator, but also another demon cultivator who was suspected to be a ghost cultivator was also under their control. Ruan Xing agreed nonchalantly, "Yes, let him go down and investigate. He will be my eyes. This magma fire is so powerful, we can't let us go down and investigate it ourselves, right?" Wash away sins in silence.
…… "I am not, I am not...Hidden Sect..." Mo Cijun's confused consciousness regained a bit of clarity, and he opened his eyes with some difficulty. The first thing he saw was a black mask, and Mo Cijun's heart skipped a beat and he was frightened. After confirming that he was awake, Chuan Zhen straightened up slightly, threw away the bottle of medicine in his hand, and stretched out his hand to signal Mo Cijun to get up and follow him. Mo Cijun felt his physical condition. Very poor, even worse than some low-level cultivators who are in the foundation-building stage. But the situation is a little better than the previous few days. At least this demon cultivator was willing to feed him the pill to wake him up. Because a few days ago, he thought that the Holy Demon Lord had given up on interrogating him and wanted to let him fend for himself in this cage. The vine that had penetrated his body retracted with a pop, leaving only two bloody holes on his shoulders. Mo Cijun's face turned pale with pain, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he did not have the extra spiritual power to heal his wounds, so he could only hold on to Chuan Zhen's hand and stagger to his feet. Chuan Zhen supported him and walked out of the cage step by step. The cage was only a few holes away from Xie Yao's residence, which was only about a mile or two, but it took Mo Cijun a full half an hour to walk there. Every step I take affects my wound. Chuan Zhen did not urge him, but just supported him and waited quietly for him to take the next step. If he had not heard Chuan Zhen speak before, he would have thought that he was a mute. "Saint Demon Lord hasn't seen me for a long time. She still doesn't believe that I'm not from the Hidden Sect and that I know nothing?" Mo Cijun laughed briefly and coughed up a mouthful of black blood. Chuan Zhen remained silent. After he finished spitting out the blood, he took out a black scarf and wiped off the remaining blood on his face. Mo Cijun asked again: "Will I die this time?" After waiting for a long time, I finally got Chuanzhen's answer. Next to a wall that was not covered by vines, Chuanzhen said in a gravel-like hoarse voice: "No." "Then I will believe you." Mo Cijun said softly, "You are really strange. You are the first demon cultivator I have ever seen who will not lie." Pushing aside the pearl curtain, Chuan Zhen brought Mo Cijun to Xie Yao. Several vines twisted and formed a seat behind the tulle. "Please sit down." Xie Yao said calmly. Mo Cijun was somewhat flattered by Xie Yao's attitude, but he became frightened when he saw the trembling vine. "No need, I'd better stand." Mo Cijun rejected Xie Yao's kindness. Chuan Zhen's hand loosened, and Mo Cijun almost fell to the ground due to inertia, but Teng Man grabbed his arm and he fell backwards onto the seat. Xie Yao raised his eyes slightly, and Chuan Zhen immediately understood and retreated.
"Don't be nervous. I have good news for you this time." Xie Yao said calmly, "I want to do a business with you." Mo Cijun was surprised and said, "The Northern Territory Underground Palace has never done business with Wanbao Tower. Could it be that Saint Demon Lord has changed his mind?" "Yes, I don't know if you are aware that Wanbao Tower is now only in name on the Xianyuan Continent, and all the stores in the four states have been closed for several months. If you are not allowed to go back, your identity will be of no value at all." Xie Yao said. Mo Cijun's expression changed slightly. He has been imprisoned in the underground palace in the North for nearly a year. He once said that if he couldn't go back, Wanbaolou would be on the verge of collapse within three months. Because the first and second owners of the first and second floors did not take charge of the affairs, he was the only one who was in charge of all the work, and he was still young, and he had not trained any successor for himself. But Wanbao Tower is, after all, the hard work of the building's owner. How could the owner of the building just watch it disappear? Even if it falls into a slump for a period of time, Wanbaolou will not be closed down. The look in his eyes changed for a while, and he suddenly asked, "Then I wonder what business Saint Demon Lord wants to discuss with me?" Xie Yao detained him here and tortured him, so it is impossible to say that he had no resentment or hatred in his heart. But the concepts he had learned since childhood and his reason told him so. First, be approachable to customers. Second, only by returning alive will there be other possibilities. So he waited for Xie Yao's answer with a smile. Xie Yao raised his eyebrows, and his tired eyes were filled with a sharp light. "I will let you go back. As a reward, you have to tell the real steward of Wanbao Tower that I want the Heavenly Dao Order." Send a message to the building owner? Although Mo Cijun didn't know what the Heavenly Dao Order was, it should be a very precious item, otherwise it would not attract someone like Xie Yao who had already reached the Guixu stage. There was nothing wrong with passing on a message, and she didn't demand that he must use the Heavenly Order to exchange for his life. If he had to exchange it for the Heavenly Dao Order, based on Mo Cijun's business acumen, he felt that his broken body was not worth exchanging. He knew he wouldn't live long if he went back. His spirit bones had been damaged to the point where they could not be repaired by any means. "Is that all?" Xie Yao's beautiful eyes swept across, "Of course there is more, there is a second thing." "I have discovered an unexplored secret realm near my territory. My people have found a large amount of spiritual minerals in it. I want to sell this secret realm to the Immortal Sect." Mo Cijun thought about it and began to consider the possibility that Xie Yao mentioned. Demon cultivators don't like exploring secret realms and don't have this habit, so it's understandable that Xie Yao wants to sell the secret realm.
But the location of this secret realm is too awkward. Who would be willing to enter the secret realm to mine spiritual minerals under the nose of a demon lord? Seeing Mo Cijun's concerns, Xie Yao continued to increase the price, "This secret realm is basically worth between four and five million. As long as you can sell it, the price can be negotiated. I also welcome the Immortal Sect to send people to investigate and estimate the value of the secret realm. I can even fence off that area and not allow any demon cultivators to enter. Only people from the Immortal Sect can come and go." It is equivalent to ceding this area to the immortal cultivators. Originally, the living space for demon cultivators was very small. There was only one place like the northern border, where they were crowded together like raising poisonous insects. If we cede another piece, it will be even smaller. But Xie Yao didn't care. After ceding this land, although the lower-level demon cultivators would have complaints about her, no one dared to say a word to her. The strong are respected, and the weak have no say. And in this way, when she invades Zhongzhou, more low-level demon cultivators who cannot survive will be dragged along. It would be more beneficial to her plan. Xie Yao sounded very sincere. Mo Cijun lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said, "I will try my best, but I can't guarantee it." "With the ability of Third Floor Master Mo, I don't believe you can't sell it. Besides, I didn't ask for a price." Seeing Mo Cijun compromise, Xie Yao stopped saying that he used his aura to bully others. He raised the corners of his lips slightly and said, "Third Floor Master Mo, take a rest for a day or two to heal your wounds. I'll let Chuanzhen take you back." So, Mo Cijun finally lived in a room other than the prison cell. Apart from the absence of the vine net and the formation that consumes spiritual power, the stone table and stone bench are no different. Anyway, everyone lives in underground caves. Chuanzhen came over to help him. "Thank you for your care these days." Mo Cijun said with a smile. There was a hint of coldness in his eyes. Thanks to Qiu Dahuaer for the monthly ticket~ Thanks to book friend 20231019183119642 for your monthly ticket~