Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path
Chapter 570 - 473 Blood Refining Asura + - 474 Heavenly Origin Nine Orifices

Chapter 570: Chapter 473 Blood Refining Asura + Chapter 474 Heavenly Origin Nine Orifices

The vast Governor’s Mansion.

At this time, it was already desolate.

After numerous battles, what remained were either servants resigned to their fates or the five hundred Blood Shadow Guards.

By this point, Cui Guangling couldn’t even bother to pretend anymore.

Ever since he killed his master, Prefecture Governor’s Wife Xiang Ling, the overseer arranged by his side, had finally met her end.

Drained of her cultivation power, she was locked in the back courtyard awaiting death.

As for his daughter, Cui Yuenniang, she was nothing but a mistake to Cui Guangling.

But, even if she was a mistake, he still had some affection for her.

Playing the role of a gentleman for so long, acting out the filial bonds of a father and daughter, no matter how heartless he was, he couldn’t help but feel a trace of tenderness.

Furthermore,

He believed that the little girl, who couldn’t bear to give up her luxurious life, would eventually understand him and accept such a father.

Though she was now sulking alone in her room,

She would soon recover.

At this time, Cui Guangling naturally wasn’t cultivating the Blood Spirit Child.

He knew with Zhou Ping’an guarding outside the mansion and having cut off the internal and external passages, killing the troops he sent out, it would be very difficult to capture even a few Blood Slaves,

Not to mention finding boys and girls.

Seeing the Blood Spirit Child approaching great achievement, yet stuck at the last hurdle without progress, it was unbearable to say he wasn’t suffering.

"Damn Zhou Ping’an, do not let me find a way to break through successfully, otherwise, I will make sure you experience the most excruciating pain, for death is not the end..."

Cui Guangling coldly glanced at the seven human skins hanging on the Quiet Room wall, on which were drawn Blood Patterns and the twisted visages of spirits that endlessly wailed and howled day and night.

Others couldn’t hear these howls.

But as the one who had personally prepared them, Cui Guangling could hear them clearly at all times.

These seven skins were from seven enemies on his path to power who had caused him great trouble, anguishing him to the point of fuming rage.

In the end, however, he had the last laugh.

They were all skinned, and their souls eternally sealed within the Blood Prison Formation Patterns, suffering endless torment.

Whenever he heard their screams, Cui Guangling would feel content, as if savoring fine wine.

But now, he clearly wasn’t in the mood but rather respectfully raised three sticks of incense in prayer before the Myriad Spirits Blood Sword placed on the jade platform.

"How can I break this situation? Please guide me, Ancestor..."

At this moment, Cui Guangling had a look of sincerity, his eyes clear.

He seemed to return to his youth when he was a passionate young man curious about everything in the world, filled with reverence.

Even after encountering beggars on the road, he couldn’t resist giving away some Bits of Silver.

Looking at learned scholars, his eyes shone with deep admiration.

Back then, he was known as Cui Manor’s Qilin Son.

Until one day, he met that woman...

"What a useless thing, so many powerful Spells passed on to you, and yet you keep failing to master any, infuriating me to no end. If only you had even achieved a minor accomplishment in Blood Sun Divine Light or Crimson Blood Yin Thunder, breaking this situation would be easy.

Even if you can’t master these two Secret Techniques, reaching the True Form Realm with the Endless Blood River Cultivation Technique would enable you to move freely..."

The Myriad Spirits Blood Sword vibrated with hums, and an old, furious voice came from the sword.

Cui Guangling listened quietly to the scolding, not the least bit annoyed.

Because he knew that this Sword Spirit, known as the Blood Ancestor, shared his fortunes and losses with him, and over the years, had guided him to numerous benefits.

Even the Sword Spirit himself enabled him to break free from his cheap master’s Blood Control Soul Technique and eventually trapped him to death using a Formation.

Sometimes,

He would doubt whether this sword, which by chance acknowledged him as its master, had any problems?

But upon reflecting carefully on his life, he found that if there was anything wrong with this sword, this Sword Spirit, he would have died countless times already.

At least, without the Sword Spirit providing solutions in times of crisis,

He wouldn’t have survived numerous dangers.

This time was no different.

If Zhou Ping’an succeeded in breaking the Formation and killing the Blood God, the Myriad Spirits Blood Sword would inevitably be lost and fall into the enemy’s hands.

His own fate would be extremely miserable.

And how could this evil Sword Spirit fare any better?

"My foolishness is great, the Secret Techniques are too profound to comprehend, please save me, Ancestor."

Cui Guangling prostrated on the ground, crying bitterly, his voice tinged with sobs.

That was his way; when seeking others’ help, he didn’t mind lowering his voice, even if someone shat on his head, he would joyfully eat it and even say it was delicious.

But, once he found an opportunity,

That cheap master of his, now a piece of skin on the wall, was a precedent.

"Don’t put on an act in front of me. If it weren’t for the fact that your soul is locked to this sword, your death would also spell my end, I would let you self-destruct this time around..."

The voice, full of rage, scolded for a while before it shifted, "If you want to live, there is still a way. If done right, not only will you survive, but you also have the chance to break through to Divine Martial.

Of course, you must refine the Blood Asura before the third Spirit Tide comes, then gather an army to attack Zhao Mountain and Chitong counties, and head straight for Jiang Prefecture City. With Asura as the leader, you embody the Blood God, immortal through all calamities, and all of Jiangzhou will be at your fingertips.