CHAPTER 135: CHAPTER 133: DEMON CHAOS SUBSIDES

Cao Wenjin was determined!

After receiving Zhang Yunpeng’s message through the Mother Snail of the Mother and Child Golden Conch, he immediately left Yellow Sand Sect to rush to Baisha River Oasis for support.

However, under normal circumstances, even with his Sixth-Layer Golden Core cultivation, it would be impossible to reach Baisha River Oasis from Yellow Sand Sect without taking two or three hours.

The variables over such a long period are too many, he simply dared not gamble on it.

Therefore, in order to accomplish all in one shot and completely quell the demonic chaos in the Boundless Sea of Sand Cultivation Realm, Cao Wenjin exerted his utmost effort.

Having slain so many demon cultivators, he naturally understood the Blood Escape Technique, and with his Sixth-Layer Golden Core cultivation, he could use it to escape thousands of miles in a single go.

At the same time, the powerful body of a Golden Core Stage Cultivator and the various spirit elixirs he had in reserve afforded him the ability to perform the Blood Escape Technique consecutively.

Thus, his unexpected arrival at Baisha River Oasis in less than an hour was entirely the result of sacrificing several decades of his lifespan and using the Blood Escape Technique seven or eight times in a row.

Even with Cao Wenjin’s level of cultivation, performing the Blood Escape Technique seven or eight times in succession brought his body close to its limit, to the extent that Zhouyang, who had parted from him not long ago, was shocked at the sight of his face, pale as frost.

Of course, a Golden Core Stage Cultivator is still a Golden Core Stage Cultivator, and even if Cao Wenjin, due to consecutive usage of the Blood Escape Technique, had his combat power reduced to seventy percent of his prime, he was still not someone any Purple Mansion Stage Cultivator could contend with.

The blood corpse, which Chen Family Ancestor couldn’t kill no matter how he attacked, was beheaded with a single slice of Cao Wenjin’s flying sword.

Then, without needing Cao Wenjin to make another move, Zhouyang had already activated the Qianyang True Flame still burning on the blood corpse, completely refining its body into ashes.

Having dealt with the blood corpse, Cao Wenjin didn’t even give Chen Family Ancestor and Zhouyang a chance to express their gratitude, immediately following the battle traces left by Zhang Yunpeng and the others.

Soon, he caught up with Zhang Yunpeng and others who were still in combat.

"Impossible! How did Old Ghost Cao arrive so quickly!"

The sudden appearance of Cao Wenjin, a Golden Core Stage Cultivator, on the battlefield stunned everyone—be it Zhang Yunpeng and Jiang Yuyan, the Yellow Sand Sect Purple Mansion Cultivators, or the demonic brothers Blood Mo Luo and Blood Mo Ke—and then Blood Mo Luo exclaimed in disbelief with a look of seeing a ghost.

They hadn’t accounted for Cao Wenjin’s resolute decision to completely quell the demonic chaos, regardless of the cost of several decades of lifespan to kill them.

Of course, they were unaware that Blood Nether had already perished, otherwise, they might not have dared to plan such an action.

After all, with the intimidation of a Golden Core Stage Cultivator from the Blood Slaughter Demon Sect, even if Cao Wenjin was willing to sacrifice decades of lifespan to use Blood Escape Technique for support, he still had to consider whether he could win upon arrival.

But now, with Blood Nether dead, the power of the Blood Slaughter Demon Sect in the Boundless Sea of Sand Cultivation Realm no longer posed any threat to him at his Sixth-Layer Golden Core cultivation.

In this situation, he dared to take the risk and make a bold move.

Hearing Blood Mo Luo’s exclamation, a smile finally appeared on Cao Wenjin’s frost-like pale face.

He paid such a high price, originally just to kill Blood Mo Luo, the greatest threat to the middle-to-high tier cultivators of the Yellow Sand Sect, and didn’t expect to also find Blood Mo Ke here, which was a truly pleasant surprise.

In his delight, he didn’t mind giving Blood Mo Luo a clear understanding before death.

His gaze focused, killing intent flashed as he looked at the two demon cultivators and shouted, "Blood Nether is dead, and you remnants of the Blood Slaughter Demon Sect should pay for your actions!"

What!

Upon hearing Cao Wenjin’s words, Blood Mo Luo and Blood Mo Ke were dumbfounded, as if struck by lightning.

"No, it’s impossible! Master, at Ninth-Layer Golden Core cultivation, how could he die by your hand? You lie!"

Blood Mo Luo went crazy; he truly went crazy!

It wasn’t because he held deep feelings for his master Blood Nether, but because Blood Nether was their hope for the Blood Slaughter Demon Sect’s resurgence.

Without Blood Nether, who had the potential to form a Nascent Soul, even if he and Blood Mo Ke escaped from Cao Wenjin today, it would be the equivalent of announcing the end for the Blood Slaughter Demon Sect.

A Blood Slaughter Demon Sect without any Golden Core Stage Cultivators was unworthy of the name "Blood Slaughter Demon Sect."

Thus, for Blood Mo Luo, who regarded himself as the thirty-eighth generation successor of the Blood Slaughter Demon Sect, this news was nearly devastating.

"Hmph, since you think I’m lying, let me send you down to ask Blood Nether yourself!"

Cao Wenjin coldly snorted, unwilling to explain to Blood Mo Luo, and released his flying sword to take action directly.

The subsequent battle had no suspense; under the personal attack of Cao Wenjin, the Golden Core Stage Cultivator, Blood Mo Luo, in turmoil, didn’t withstand even three moves before losing his head to a single slash.

As for Blood Mo Ke, he intended to use the Blood Escape Technique to flee while Cao Wenjin attacked Blood Mo Luo.

Unfortunately, just as he attempted to act, Cao Wenjin disrupted his magic with a Spiritual Sense Attack Secret Technique, and he was then decapitated by Jiang Yuyan.

"Hmm? Where did this little girl come from? Why did those two demon cultivators try to escape with her?"

After beheading Blood Mo Luo, Cao Wenjin was about to search the corpse when he realized that the demon till death had been holding a little girl.

With a gentle motion of his hand, the little girl, whom Blood Mo Luo had knocked unconscious, fell into his grasp, and he turned his gaze to Zhang Yunpeng and the others.

Faced with Cao Wenjin’s inquiry, Zhang Yunpeng, Chen Ping’an, and Jiang Yuyan exchanged looks, until Zhang Yunpeng, who had joined the fight first, spoke up: "This little girl seems to be from the Yuquan Zhou Family. The first place Blood Mo Luo appeared was near the Yuquan Zhou Family’s shop."

"Yuquan Zhou Family again? That Zhou Family kid sure has a connection with these demon cultivators!"

Cao Wenjin was taken aback, then looked peculiarly at the little girl in his hand and tossed her to Jiang Yuyan: "Yan’Er, you keep this little girl first. When the Zhou Family kid comes over, tell him on my behalf that he owes me a favor!"

After speaking, he didn’t spare a glance at the few people whose expressions varied because of his words. He directly took off the storage bag from the Blood Mo Luo’s body and left the scene, returning to the Yellow Sand Sect to heal his injuries.

"Senior Sister Jiang, what’s going on here? Master Cao seems to really value that boy from the Zhou Family. Just what is it about that boy that’s worth so much to Master Cao?"

After Cao Wenjin had left a good distance away, Zhang Yunpeng thought and thought again but ultimately couldn’t suppress his curiosity. He quietly asked Jiang Yuyan the question that puzzled him.

In fact, he wasn’t the only one concerned about this issue; Chen Ping’an was also extremely curious about it.

It’s unbelievable that Cao Wenjin, a Golden Core Stage cultivator, had to ask for a favor from Zhou Yang, a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, through the pretense of saving a little girl!

"Junior Brother Zhang, you’re asking something beyond me. I’m not a worm in Master’s stomach; how could I know what he’s thinking? Since he has given the order, we just follow it!"

Jiang Yuyan rolled her beautiful eyes and looked at Zhang Yunpeng with annoyance as she spoke.

She naturally wouldn’t tell Zhang Yunpeng that she had been instructed to follow Zhou Yang for several days before this.

And in fact, even now she didn’t know what Cao Wenjin’s intentions were with having her follow Zhou Yang. Just now, when Cao Wenjin left, he hadn’t told her to stop the surveillance.

So, she’s actually quite curious about the whole affair herself, wanting to know the answer!

"Yes, yes, Senior Sister Jiang is right. I understand what to do," Zhang Yunpeng said, indeed understanding. Since Jiang Yuyan didn’t want to say, then he would just ask Zhou Yang.

He didn’t dare offend Senior Sister Jiang, so why should he fear Zhou Yang?

So when the three of them returned to the marketplace and saw Zhou Yang and the Chen Family Ancestor, Zhang Yunpeng quickly spoke ahead of Jiang Yuyan, relaying what Cao Wenjin had said.

Then his face darkened as he gazed unkindly at Zhou Yang and asked, "Boy from the Zhou Family, be honest: what is the relationship between this girl and the demon Blood Mo Luo? Why must that demon come to your house to abduct her?"

Anyone who could cultivate to the Purple Mansion Stage was naturally no fool. Even though Zhang Yunpeng hadn’t figured out all the complexities at the time, he sensed something amiss on the way back, hence his question now.

Hearing his question, the other three Purple Mansion Stage cultivators—Jiang Yuyan, the Chen Family Ancestor, and Chen Ping’an—also fixed their gazes on Zhou Yang.

If it were an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator under the watchful eyes and questioning of four Purple Mansion Stage cultivators, they’d probably crumble under the pressure and confess everything.

But Zhou Yang was different. After his encounter with Cyan Yang Daoist, someone nearing the Nascent Soul formation, and having part of Blood Nether’s memories, Purple Mansion Stage cultivators no longer held any mystery or majesty before him.

Zhang Yunpeng’s attempt to use the reputation and pressure of a Purple Mansion Stage cultivator to press him was completely misguided.

Most importantly, from Cao Wenjin’s words relayed by Jiang Yuyan, it was evident that Cao Wenjin had realized the relationship between Zhou Yuanyao and Blood Mo Luo and did not intend to delve deeper into it.

Given this, how could he possibly be afraid of Zhang Yunpeng’s words, which lacked any real threat?

With a stern face, Zhou Yang countered with a question of his own: "What does Elder Zhang mean by this? The demon Blood Mo Luo attacked my Zhou Family’s shop, bringing us great losses. My sister was abducted by him, my father gravely injured, and even I spent a precious Tier Four Middle-Grade Spirit Talisman to help Elder Chen and Elder Cao slay a Blood Corpse. How has this suddenly become collusion between my family and the demon in your words?"

His words were forceful, nearly shouting, "I’ve bled for the Yellow Sand Sect!"

Zhang Yunpeng was stunned into silence by his words, clueless on how to respond, filled with regret.

His earlier words were merely to test Zhou Yang. If he could trick out the desired answer, it would be optimal; even if Zhou Yang lied, he could decide whether to pursue or let it go based on the situation.

But now Zhou Yang’s words had taken away his initiative, leaving him awkward and unable to answer Zhou Yang’s question properly.

If he answered yes, he would not only openly oppose the Zhou Family but also slap Cao Wenjin in the face.

If he answered no, wouldn’t that mean admitting defeat to a Foundation Establishment cultivator like Zhou Yang?

Impossible!

Either slapping Cao Wenjin’s face or admitting defeat to a junior Foundation Establishment cultivator were things Zhang Yunpeng could never do, so he genuinely regretted his actions now.

Fortunately, he wasn’t alone. Seeing Zhang Yunpeng at a loss from Zhou Yang’s words, the Chen Family Ancestor quickly stepped in as a mediator, saying, "Young man of the Zhou Family, you misunderstood Brother Zhang’s meaning. With your Qianyang Treasure Body, anyone could collude with the Demon Dao, except you. Brother Zhang probably wasn’t aware of this, hence his misunderstanding that Blood Mo Luo’s abduction of your sister was due to collusion. Brother Zhang, don’t you think the old man is right?"

What? This young man possesses a ’Qianyang Treasure Body’!

Not only Zhang Yunpeng but even Jiang Yuyan and Chen Ping’an, who had just learned this information, were stunned by the Chen Family Ancestor’s words.

The three of them looked at Zhou Yang with eyes full of realization, finally understanding why Cao Wenjin valued Zhou Yang so much.

If it were them, they probably would have thought the same as Cao Wenjin at the time.

Just as the Chen Family Ancestor said, anyone could potentially collude with the Demon Dao, except Zhou Yang.

In the eyes of all Demon Dao cultivators, only a dead ’Qianyang Treasure Body’ cultivator could bring them peace of mind.

"In this matter, I misjudged you!"

Zhang Yunpeng, face complicated, eventually muttered an apology to Zhou Yang.

The frustration in his heart was beyond words!

Once, he laughed at Zhou Yang’s unrealistic attempt to open the Purple Mansion.

But now, even Cao Wenjin viewed Zhou Yang differently, who would dare say he has no hope for the Purple Mansion in this life?

Even Chen Ping’an could obtain "Purple Heart Jade Marrow" to open the Purple Mansion from the Yellow Sand Sect. When Zhou Yang reaches the Ninth Layer of Foundation Establishment, if he is willing to make some sacrifices, who would dare say Cao Wenjin wouldn’t bend the rules and give him a portion of "Purple Heart Jade Marrow"?