Shennong Dao Master
Chapter 150 - 97: Fellow Daoist, until we meet again!_2

Chapter 150: Chapter 97: Fellow Daoist, until we meet again!_2

"Hmph, you consume offerings from the mortal world, and so do I," Blood Spirit Venerable replied indifferently, "the only difference is the method."

He flicked his purple sleeve, and immediately, red orbs flew out from the Blood Pool, hurling towards Duke Donghu. "Look, these are things that the ghosts love the most. Do you want to try them?"

Blood Spirit Venerable coaxed, "I am generous, I will give you a great gift!"

"Die!" Duke Donghu swung his Yanyue Blade, golden light flashing, slashing the blood orbs into pieces instantly.

"Sizzle~" As he destroyed the blood orbs, the golden light on the Yanyue Blade dimmed slightly.

"A pitiable tool." Blood Spirit Venerable looked at Duke Donghu with pity, "In life, you were a dog of Great Zhou, in death, you are still bound by it. Your Divine Soul persists, but you can’t be free. How tragic!"

"Kill!" Duke Donghu’s golden armor lit up, and the Yanyue Blade aimed straight at Blood Spirit Venerable.

"Mystic Blood Sacred Spirit, rise!" Blood Spirit Venerable waved his sleeve.

"Gurgle, gurgle~" The liquid in the Blood Pool drained completely, forming nine blood shadows in the air above the altar. These shadows seemed to be made of blood, with small human heads rolling inside them.

As they appeared, they emitted a piercing scream, pouncing towards Duke Donghu.

Blood Spirit Venerable’s soul-splitting body retreated deeper into the altar.

He couldn’t be held back by Duke Donghu. The longer he was delayed, the harder it would be for his soul-splitting body to escape.

"This soul-splitting body can handle a county-level divine temple’s Yin God but not a district-level one," Blood Spirit Venerable thought, dashing away along the predetermined route through the night.

.....

In the ruins of a factory, within a fenced courtyard, Zhao Xing ordered a Second Order Entwining Grassman to probe the corpse.

"Sizzle~"

When the Entwining Grassman touched Wu Mei, the blood on it began to sizzle immediately, and the entire body started to self-corrode.

"Thud~" The Entwining Grassman, corroded, couldn’t maintain the Grassman Skill, collapsing into a heap of withered vines.

"The Xuantian Sect corpse probing is so troublesome." Zhao Xing complained, "Even in death, they don’t let people probe peacefully."

He didn’t send out another Grassman, instead, waiting for Wu Mei’s corpse to finish corroding.

If there were any valuable treasures left behind, they would still be intact through such corrosion.

If nothing was left, it meant that the items weren’t valuable.

"I wonder if she was a Hall Master or a Deputy Hall Master? If she was a Hall Master, besides the Blood Spirit Needle, there should be some treasures," Zhao Xing watched intently. Of course, it was also possible that the treasures were left in a "safe house" along the retreat route.

As the corpse corroded, a piece of paper with an image of a purple-robed figure was exposed on Wu Mei’s belly.

Then, half a jade pendant appeared on her chest.

The outer body melted. Next would be the interior.

In her stomach, there was a crimson pearl, filled with intense Evil Qi, though mixed with other substances.

Soon, all that was left of Wu Mei was a skeleton, with no flesh or blood remaining.

As for her soul?

It existed on that paper painted with the purple Daoist robe figure.

"Hah~"

Before Zhao Xing could take a closer look, the paper spontaneously combusted, turning into a wisp of smoke and ash.

Then, faint, piercing screams were heard.

"The soul has dissipated," Zhao Xing shook his head.

This kind of Outer Sect like Wu Mei’s, with not a high level, couldn’t keep their souls intact in Great Zhou.

Once dead, without protection, their fate was to dissipate into nothingness.

"I would never be a spy, especially not for a sect. The soul dissipates without even a chance to transfer to a Yin God," Zhao Xing thought silently.

"Click~" After the paper burned, the half jade pendant couldn’t hold on and cracked in two.

"The Hidden Jade Pendant, paired with Xuantian Sect’s Yin God protection, could conceal oneself. Once the Yin God protection vanished, the Hidden Jade Pendant was useless."

Seeing that nothing else emerged from Wu Mei’s skeleton, and no further changes occurred, Zhao Xing ordered the second Grassman to collect the treasures.

"Fourth-stage Blood Evil Pearl."

After the Grassman brought it over, Zhao Xing examined it from two meters away.

"Roar!"

Within the Blood Evil Pearl was the illusion of a golden lion, stimulating Zhao Xing’s Life Soul.

It gave him an impulse to swallow the Blood Evil Pearl.

"Fourth-stage Blood Evil Pearl, created by slaying a sixth-rank exotic beast, extracting a drop of its essence blood, and merging it within."

"Then mix the Evil Qi with the beast’s essence blood and store the Blood Evil Pearl within one’s body, unleashing extraordinary close-combat strength and gaining Evil Qi protection."

"But there are pros and cons. The user must endure the beast’s will constantly, having to expel the Evil Qi periodically, unless their willpower can completely subdue the beast’s will."

"Sell it," Zhao Xing decided the pearl’s fate.

Using it himself would be too troublesome. It was meant for Martial Artists. For Minister of Agriculture to utilize a Fourth-stage Blood Evil Pearl, he’d likely need to be at least eighth-grade in rank.

"The Blood Evil Pearl and the Blood Spirit Needle, both worth quite a sum. After buying the Preaching Painting, I am quite poor; this counts as recovering some losses... old friend, you died well," Zhao Xing murmured, "In the next life, let’s do this again."

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a loud explosion echoed from afar, briefly illuminating the night.

Zhao Xing looked towards the explosion and saw a familiar golden flash.

"It’s Long Xiao’s Shenxiao Swordsmanship. Is this the Geng Metal Sword Technique?" Zhao Xing was quite familiar with this ’old boss’. Long Xiao’s Shenxiao Swordsmanship was an incomplete swordsmanship he had found in an ancient tomb. Later, he continually studied and deduced it, creating his own Shenxiao Swordsmanship.

This move now was much less powerful than the more refined sword moves later, but in this situation, it was completely sufficient. After all, a Martial Artist was a Martial Artist, and a Sword Cultivator was a Sword Cultivator.