Claiming the Throne of Gods, Starting from the Rebirth of Nezha
Chapter 91 Cannibalism (Please Subscribe for the First Time)

Chapter 91: Chapter 91 Cannibalism (Please Subscribe for the First Time)

Gu Jianqing was ten steps away from Lan Yue and the glowing gate, but he stopped after taking only three steps.

Naturally suspicious, he could understand why Nezha, alone and lacking in strength, would have the self-awareness not to contend with him.

Although Wu Xiang Monk was powerful, his heart was pure and free of desires, and did not vie with him for the prize. This much Gu Jianqing had discerned throughout their journey.

But even so, at this moment, he couldn’t help but wonder: are there really such people in this world who, faced with the immense temptation of the Quasi-Saint inheritance, can remain indifferent?

He was so clever, no, not clever - he was cunning and sly!

Had he noticed some issue that I haven’t seen?

One mustn’t dwell on such thoughts, for they breed suspicion, and for someone like him, once suspicion took root, his legs would feel as heavy as lead, unable to take another step.

"Sister apprentice, what’s wrong?"

Haitang Fairy, who was behind him, looked at his retreating figure with confusion and walked up to stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

Gu Jianqing chuckled and said, "All the disciples of Purple Dragon Island are united in purpose. Today, Purple Dragon Island has attained the Quasi-Saint inheritance thanks to all of the fellow apprentices. You go first, and let me, as the eldest senior brother, cover our retreat and protect you all."

It is often said that the onlookers see more of the game. Upon hearing these words, Haitang Fairy’s face showed deep emotion, and not only Nezha, Lan Yue, and the nearly thousand-year-old Lan Yue could see through Gu Jianqing’s intentions.

To think that someone could be this shameless, no wonder he had become the chief disciple of West Sea Purple Dragon Island.

On a regular day within the sect, aside from the veneration towards her master, Taoist Xiao Qi, she held the highest respect for this eldest senior brother, following his commands faithfully.

Thus, as soon as Gu Jianqing finished speaking, she nodded vigorously and turned to walk toward the golden gate.

She started out calm, but after only two steps, she bit her lip tightly, feeling as if every nerve in her body had started to spasm.

The inheritance of a Quasi-Saint.

Any cultivator would be thrilled at such a moment, thought Haitang Fairy.

Moments ago, she was grieving for the loss of a junior brother, but now she had cast those emotions aside - after all, what was a junior brother with whom she had spent merely decades compared to the Quasi-Saint inheritance?

She paced forward to Lan Yue’s front, bowed, and offered a gesture of utmost respect.

"What a good child, so delightful," said Lan Yue, his face beaming with kindness, as he extended his withered yet broad right hand to stroke her smooth black hair. A few fine hairs brushed against his palm, and in the next instant, his left hand suddenly grasped her shoulder while with his right, he held her hair and lifted the entire body of Haitang Fairy off the ground.

The poor Fairy felt the world spin around her, believing for a moment she had passed through the golden gate into the small world created by the Quasi-Saint.

But then she felt a sudden pain in her neck, seeing the previously non-threatening Lan Yue open his mouth wide, his sparse, shriveled gums biting directly into her tender neck.

With a jerk of his head, Lan Yue seemed to exhaust all his strength.

He tore off a large chunk of flesh, chewed twice, and swallowed it down. Seeing the blood gushing out, and not wanting to waste, he immediately leaned in again and started sucking voraciously at the wound!

This sight stunned everyone present, as they felt a coldness seeping into their bodies, creeping into their bones.

Nezha, who wouldn’t blink an eye at beheading a man in an old mountain temple, could not imagine witnessing such a horrific scene of live cannibalism, even if he lived another ten lives.

And such an incident was completely unexpected.

Upon seeing this, Gu Jianqing’s face lost all color. He had a chance to fly forward and pierce Lan Yue’s throat with a sword, but terror made him retreat three large steps instead. And it was upon looking up and meeting Lan Yue’s gaze again...

He suddenly felt that in just the few breaths of time, the previously skeletal Lan Yue had flesh gradually filling up on his face.

Gu Jianqing felt as though thousands of needles were piercing his brain, causing agonizing pain, then something like a heavy hammer smashed down on the top of his skull, and his whole body stiffened as he collapsed to the ground, blood oozing from all his seven orifices.

"Primordial Spirit attack, Immortal Dao barrier!"

He was neither dead nor unconscious, just feeling completely limp, unable to stand up no matter how hard he tried.

At this time, Wu Xiang Monk had yet to react. Seeing Lan Yue devour a person, his body felt as if it was bound by hemp ropes, and he immediately remembered his parents who wanted to eat humans.

There was still a considerable amount of Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi remaining in his body, but soon he was just like Gu Jianqing, with his Primordial Spirit severely damaged. Inside his chest and abdomen, it felt as though countless knives were cutting, inducing a suffocating pain. In the next moment, he spat out a mouthful of blood up to three feet away, his body swayed, and he fell to the ground, sitting cross-legged.

After all these, the fire in Lan Yue’s eyes suddenly dimmed again, out of the millennia of accumulated power, only a bit remained.

He originally thought that in this hall, the biggest threat at the moment was Wu Xiang Monk, followed by the slyly reserved Gu Jianqing, and then that God Absorption Realm brat who called himself Nezha coming in third. The rest, having no Primordial Qi, were mere chickens and dogs to him.

Lan Yue originally wanted to trick any one of these three people to come over, devour their flesh and blood, and then use the power of his Primordial Spirit to kill the remaining two. Winning this battle would have been a complete victory.

"That’s fine too. Such tender blood food, I haven’t tasted it in a thousand years."

He took a deep gulp of blood, then saw a golden bracelet flying straight at him. His eyes turned cold, he moved to the side to dodge, and forcibly squeezed out a bit of Primordial Spirit Power to blast towards Nezha.

Nezha, being in the God Absorption Realm, had no defense against this Primordial Spirit attack. Fortunately, Lan Yue’s Primordial Spirit Power was almost exhausted, Nezha’s head merely drooped and blood spilled from his mouth and nose. His body staggered but did not actually fall.

A fierce look flashed in his eyes, and he lunged forward, a long halberd appearing in his hand, aiming directly for Lan Yue’s throat.

Lan Yue’s Primordial Spirit Power might have been depleted, but having devoured a large amount of flesh and blood, his physical strength had recovered significantly. Watching the long halberd stabbing at him, as unstoppable as a tempest, he merely smirked. His recently replenished right hand gently patted in front of the halberd, and Nezha’s balance was disrupted, his body crashing into his arms.

He extended his hand as if to grasp Nezha and devour his flesh and blood as before, but just as he reached out, a streak of sword light stabbed towards him. Lan Yue’s eyes narrowed slightly, he grabbed the tip of the sword with one hand, and with the other, he struck towards Nezha’s skull.

Nezha’s expression remained unchanged. Facing what seemed like a certain-death situation, he released a sword talisman from his hand, and in an instant, the place was filled with brilliant lights, a sword light slashing almost bisecting Lan Yue in half!

"You little devil, you actually have a Taiyi Golden Immortal level sword talisman. If it weren’t for the lifesaving talisman seal on me that can be activated automatically, I would almost have fallen into your hands."

The sword light flashed, but Lan Yue remained unscathed.

Not only that, his previously withered body now revealed streamlined muscles, his face with green skin and sharp teeth showed no hint of compassion, only chilling ferocity.

At this moment, three disciples from the Purple Dragon Island, also exceptionally brave, despite having no Primordial Qi, exchanged glances and, with great understanding, charged together with their swords.

Wu Xiang, who was nearby, had no time to stop them, he closed his eyes, unable to bear to watch any further.

But he saw Lan Yue let out a sneer, opened his mouth to bite, snapping off a piece of the incoming treasure sword, swallowing the blade tip into his stomach. His fists swung in tandem, hitting bodies as if beating drums, sending two people flying away like burst sacks.

His hands then grasped another person, opened his mouth wide, and bit off his neck, blood spurting out drenching his entire body.

Seeing him so ferocious, everyone felt chilled to the bone.

At this moment, the monk Wu Xiang seated cross-legged nearby spoke, "I don’t understand, what do you really want to achieve by making a move now? Outside the Black Iron Temple, masters have already gathered. Even with Prohibition, it won’t hold out for long. Do you really think that by obtaining the Iron Emperor’s inheritance, you can escape unharmed?"

That was also a doubt in Gu Jianqing’s mind, in his view, if Lan Yue had any brains, he wouldn’t have acted against them at such a moment.

But Lan Yue just sneered, his laughter growing more and more deranged.

Nezha sighed at that moment, his eyes fixed on Lan Yue, he asked in a deep voice, "Who exactly are you?"

"Who am I? I am naturally Lan Yue! A branch descendant of the Flame Demon clan from the Refusing Demon City. But I am Lan Yue, yet not Lan Yue. Fools, haven’t I told you before, didn’t a wisp of the Demon Lord Bai Mushuang’s Primordial Spirit survive? Hahaha, it wasn’t in vain that I suffered through a thousand years of loneliness in this dark and cold isolation. Today, it seems it was not a futile wait!"

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