Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 2053 - 2053 2042 Traitor_2

2053: Chapter 2042: Traitor_2 2053: Chapter 2042: Traitor_2 “You may not know, but behind the Blood Shadow Sect is the support of the Heavenly Gate Sect.

Even if I kill you, the Seven Stars Hall wouldn’t dare to say anything.”

After revealing his backing to Long Yan, Meng Shentong had a smug look on his face, unaware that the Heavenly Gate Sect hadn’t even mentioned Long Yan’s identity, clearly treating him as expendable.

“You won’t escape today.

Resign yourself to death quietly, and I might even leave you a whole corpse.”

Meng Shentong licked his lips as he spoke, holding back only because he feared Long Yan’s strength; otherwise, he would have torn Long Yan into pieces a long time ago.

“Is that so?

We’ll see.”

Long Yan paid no heed to Meng Shentong’s words and simply lifted his head to look at the sky.

The night before, he had sent a message to the Seven Stars Hall, calculating that help should be arriving soon.

“Hmm?”

Meng Shentong and Lan Qianzhong had a much stronger sense of perception than Long Yan, and they instantly looked up into the sky.

“Who dares to harm my apprentice?”

A voice boomed from above like a bolt from the blue.

Although the voice sounded aged, it was vigorous and thunderous, causing both Lan Qianzhong and Meng Shentong to wince in pain.

A figure in a Taoist robe landed in front of Long Yan, the floating dust in his hand emitting streaks of silver light.

Despite his Taoist attire, he exuded a strong killing intent.

“The audacity of your Blood Shadow Sect, daring to touch my apprentice.”

Zhou Xuantong was deeply vexed.

The mission was perilous, and Long Yan was his most favored apprentice.

Ever since Long Yan had left, Zhou Xuantong had been fraught with worry.

No sooner had he received the signal from Long Yan than he rushed over from the Seven Stars Hall, only to find his apprentice collapsed on the ground.

“Are you ready to die?”

Chapter 2043: The Fall of the Blood Shadow Sect

“You…

are you Zhou Xuantong, the Butcher?”

Lan Qianzhong stepped back in fear.

The name of Zhou Xuantong was infamous throughout the Star Domain, not just renowned for valor but notorious for brutality.

Both men were oblivious that Long Yan was Zhou Xuantong’s disciple.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t have dared to harm him even if they had ten times the courage.

“This…

Brother Zhou.”

“Get lost, do you even deserve to speak of brotherhood with me?”

Meng Shentong bowed with clasped hands, attempting to say something but was abruptly dismissed by Zhou Xuantong.

“Enough talk, are you prepared to die?”

Although Zhou Xuantong was questioning Meng Shentong, his tone was decidedly commanding.

“Zhou Xuantong, don’t bully people too far.”

Zhou Xuantong’s tone infuriated Meng Shentong, who could only utter a low threat.

Without even regarding him fully, Zhou Xuantong just glanced at him, the sheer momentum causing Meng Shentong to swallow his retort, and even Lan Qianzhong, despite his age, was trembling like a quail.

“Meng Sect Master, weren’t you telling me to resign myself to death?

Here I am standing.”

Behind Zhou Xuantong, Long Yan was all smiles, his tone making Meng Shentong want to tear him apart.

“I wouldn’t dare.”

With Zhou Xuantong standing in front, Meng Shentong adopted a respectful demeanor, letting out a heavy snort from his nose.

“This easily?

Do you really think I, Zhou Xuantong, am so easily bullied?”

Loudly chastised, Zhou Xuantong was enveloped in a visible silver light screen, the floating dust in his hand turning into a glittering cold sword.

“I wouldn’t dare.

Brother Zhou, please calm your anger.”

Lan Qianzhong’s head bobbed like a rattle-drum, knowing well that if Zhou Xuantong were to strike, neither of them would have a chance to escape, likely being killed on the spot.

“To put it plainly, bring something to compensate my apprentice, or this matter may not end well.”

Although Zhou Xuantong spoke these words, his expression was immensely detached, showing no signs of greed.

“This?”

Meng Shentong hesitated.

For someone of Zhou Xuantong’s standing, ordinary items would surely be unappealing, but there was something Meng Shentong possessed that might catch his eye.

“Unwilling?”

Long Yan saw Zhou Xuantong’s eyebrows arch for the first time, an expression that could only be described as fiery.

“No, no, no, no.”

After a string of denials, Meng Shentong hurriedly pulled out a golden gourd from his storage bracelet.

“What is this piece of junk?”

Zhou Xuantong looked disdainful; if it had been an Elixir, at his level, he could obtain as many as he wanted, and ordinary Elixirs would have no effect on him.

“Brother Zhou, please hold back your anger and listen to me explain.”

“Speak quickly, let it out quickly.”

Full of impatience, Zhou Xuantong harshly reprimanded Meng Shentong, causing him to hurriedly wipe the cold sweat off his forehead.

“I actually don’t know what’s inside this thing.”

“But according to my deductions, it probably contains a Strange Fire.”

Seeing Zhou Xuantong about to lose his temper, Meng Shentong hastened his speech.

“I once tried to merge with this Strange Fire, but for various reasons, I didn’t succeed; however, I dare say that the power of this thing is definitely not low.”

Meng Shentong was not lying; he had tried to merge with the Strange Fire, but because it was too volatile and rampaged through his body, it caused him serious injuries, so he could only remove the Strange Fire and place it inside this golden gourd.

“Oh?”

This piqued Long Yan’s interest; if it was indeed a Strange Fire, then Long Yan could really strike it rich.

“Is that all?”

Zhou Xuantong, without changing his expression, slipped the golden gourd into his clothes, continuing to extort Meng Shentong.

“Brother Zhou, you know?

Don’t, don’t, just make your demands.”

Seeing Zhou Xuantong about to draw his sword, Meng Shentong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead again.

“Ten Innate Blood Fruits, not one less.”

Long Yan spoke up first; although the Secret Territory of Shadow of Blood could only condense one Innate Blood Fruit each time, not everyone needed such Genius Earth Treasure; they would choose to hand them over to the Sect in exchange for martial arts techniques and other resources.

“No problem.”

Meng Shentong agreed very quickly.

Although Blood Shadow Sect was a small Sect in the Star Domain, it had substantial backing from the Heavenly Gate Sect in secret.

“Good.

We, master and apprentice, will spare you this time.

If there’s a next time, it won’t be so easy.”

Zhou Xuantong tested the thing that Meng Shentong had handed over and then spoke sternly.

Long Yan wanted to say something, but Zhou Xuantong grabbed his clothes, and he was lifted into the air.

“Master, why let them go?”

Long Yan looked curious.

Did the Seven-Star Hall not want to destroy the Blood Shadow Sect?

“Of course, we have to destroy them, but not us.”

An evil smirk appeared on the wizened face of Zhou Xuantong.

How could the Blood Shadow Sect be spared?

He was just the vanguard; bigger forces were in play, but those weren’t his concern.

Hearing Zhou Xuantong’s words, Long Yan, recalling Zhou Xuantong’s earlier statement about sparing them, understood.

It seemed that his master was securing benefits for himself.

On the other side, Meng Shentong and Lan Qianzhong breathed deep sighs of relief, Meng Shentong’s eyes reddening.

The loss this time was immense—not killed by Long Yan, but instead paying a hefty price—and now, chaos had broken out within the Blood Shadow Sect, with casualties already occurring.

“I’ll kill that old man Zhou Xuantong one day.”

Meng Shentong spoke bitterly, while Lan Qianzhong, trying to comfort him, patted his shoulder.

It was at this point that the Sect Master and Supreme Elder of the Blood Shadow Sect truly became united.

“How dare you plan against my Brother Zhou?”

An abrupt voice caused the two, who had let down their guards, to shudder.

They looked up to see countless figures, blocking the sun and all wearing the white robes representing the Seven-Star Hall, standing on Immortal Swords.

The man who had spoken was the leader, the Sect Leader Tianshu, and he was currently radiating True Qi.

“Tianshu?”

Lan Qianzhong hadn’t expected that in such a short time, both grim reapers would appear.

“Sect Leader Tianshu, Brother Zhou just left and said he would spare our Blood Shadow Sect.”

Meng Shentong still maintained a respectful demeanor.

Zhou Xuantong was formidable, but Tianshu was not someone to provoke lightly, as could be seen from the cold sweat on Meng Shentong’s forehead.

“No need for all these words; he can’t represent the Seven-Star Hall.

Surrender and you may have a chance.

Resist and you will die!”

The final word ‘die’ uttered by Tianshu struck fear unexpectedly.

Meng Shentong stepped forward to say something, but it was clear Tianshu wasn’t in the mood to listen.

With a wave of his hand, all the Disciples of the Seven Stars Hall activated the Immortal Swords under their feet and took off.