"Senior Brother?" Saintly Venerable Mok Hai's eyelid twitched violently.

If he hadn't heard it himself, he could hardly believe that a dignified Blood Race Sacred Seed would address a member of the human race with such intimacy.

Moreover, the address carried a hint of respect.

This enraged him. In the Blood Refinement World, the Sacred Race is noble, and the Sacred Seed is even higher. The human race is merely livestock reared by the Blood Race, Blood Food. Not to mention Lann Qiyue as a Sacred Seed, even an ordinary member of the Sacred Race has the power of life and death over the human race.

Yet now, right under his nose, a Sacred Seed respectfully calls a human "Senior Brother."

What kind of precedent is this?

When Lann Qiyue ruled this region, she implemented many preferential policies for the human race. For example, she never allowed her subordinates from the Sacred Race to harm the human race at will. The blood food needed by the Sacred Race was collected regularly and in fixed quantities from various human settlements.

He had heard about these things and merely assumed that Lann Qiyue was naturally kind-hearted. Just as among the human race, some people love pigs and dogs; they might love them, but it doesn't stop them from feasting when hungry.

He took it for granted that Lann Qiyue was in a similar situation.

But now it seemed that things weren't as he thought. Lann Qiyue genuinely recognized the human race, otherwise why would she call a human senior brother?

Saintly Venerable Mok Hai was furious. A Sacred Seed like Lann Qiyue was undoubtedly an anomaly among the Sacred Seed! She absolutely could not be left alive. Only now did he genuinely harbor a desire to kill Lann Qiyue.

Mental Consciousness surged, transforming into an invisible impact aimed at Lann Qiyue, simultaneously mobilizing the power of the Blood River, pressing in from all directions.

Lann Qiyue could not help but groan. The dual gap in bloodline and power made her have almost no ability to counterattack when facing Saintly Venerable Mok Hai. Previously, when the opponent had shown mercy, she could still persist in maneuvering. Now that killing intent had arisen, there was no holding back, and she immediately felt her own impotence.

Lann Qiyue was in despair because she discovered that Lu Ye did not retreat but instead rushed toward her at an even faster speed.

Just as Saintly Venerable Mok Hai was about to strike Lann Qiyue's head with an overwhelming punch, Lu Ye hurriedly arrived, a flash of the saber shone, and the Boulder Mountain Saber slashed towards Saintly Venerable Mok Hai's arm.

Attack to rescue!

He wasn't sure he could block the opponent's attack before Saintly Venerable Mok Hai crushed Lann Qiyue's head, so this was the only choice.

In combat, the situation often changes in an instant. Many times, there is no space for much thought. Cultivators' choices are mostly instinctive responses, which require the accumulation of experience from countless life-and-death battles.

The choice Lu Ye made at this moment was undoubtedly correct, because facing such a saber strike, Saintly Venerable Mok Hai actually felt a slight threat!

This was almost impossible. Every Blood Race is a natural combination of physique cultivator and magic cultivator. For a Blood Race like Saintly Venerable Mok Hai, their physique was incredibly powerful. Lu Ye, a Divine Sea Level 5 realm, even if he put all his strength into this strike, should not pose much of a threat to him.

But in fact, he did feel threatened.

It must be said that Saintly Venerable Mok Hai's instincts were very sharp.

Lu Ye's saber strike indeed couldn't sever his arm. From the previous fight with that female Sacred Seed, Lu Ye had already experienced the astounding strength of opponents of that level. A flesh body comparable to spirit treasure-level strength wasn't something that could be easily destroyed.

Back then, even with a full-powered saber strike on the female Sacred Seed's hand, it only caused her some minor injuries.

Whether Saintly Venerable Mok Hai was stronger or weaker than that female Sacred Seed, Lu Ye wasn't sure, because the strength among Sacred Seeds ultimately depends on the bloodline's hierarchy.

But he knew that his saber strike could at most inflict some superficial wounds on the opponent.

However, the power of the Soul Severing Saber that would follow was enough to catch the opponent off guard. Once the opponent's psyche was struck by the power of the Soul Severing Saber, Lu Ye's offensive would be continuous, like a violent storm.

At that time, small injuries would accumulate into serious injuries, and then severe injuries, allowing him to take the initiative in the battle. Then, whether to retreat or stay would depend on how the battle developed.

But his plan ultimately fell through, because facing such a saber strike, Saintly Venerable Mok Hai swiftly retracted his arm while his figure swiftly retreated.

He needed to understand where that momentary anxiety and alarm came from. If this was unclear, it would be extremely disadvantageous for him in this battle.

Saintly Venerable Mok Hai retreated at the right time, and Lann Qiyue's life-and-death crisis was resolved. Lu Ye grabbed her shoulder and fled deeper into the Blood River. Although they couldn't escape Saintly Venerable Mok Hai's surveillance, it was still better to stay as far away from the opponent as possible at this time.

After a short while, the two stood still, and Lann Qiyue looked at Lu Ye with complex eyes: "Senior Brother, you shouldn't have come."

In a place like the Blood River, entering is easy, but leaving is difficult. Even if she helped, the Blood River, after they merged, was still mostly under Saintly Venerable Mok Hai's control. If Saintly Venerable Mok Hai didn't let people go, Lu Ye couldn't leave.

"Let's not talk about that. How are you?" Lu Ye asked while his Mental Consciousness surged, monitoring Saintly Venerable Mok Hai's movements.

"I'm fine." Lann Qiyue shook her head. She indeed wasn't badly hurt, fortunately, because Saintly Venerable Mok Hai had always been reluctant to completely tear things apart with her, so his attacks weren't heavy. Although there were injuries, they were all minor, just consumed a lot.

"That's good." Lu Ye responded.

Although he arrived just in time to prevent Lann Qiyue from self-destructing, the current situation was the last thing he wanted to see.

During the previous battle with that female Sacred Seed, he had at least three senior cultivators of the human race by his side, and even then, they went through a lot of effort to force her to self-destruct.

Now, it was just him and Lann Qiyue, and facing a strong opponent like Saintly Venerable Mok Hai, they felt quite alone and outnumbered, especially since in such battles, Lann Qiyue had little room to play.

In fact, even Lu Ye himself didn't know what level he could perform at.

Because before he activated the Blood Technique, he couldn't figure out the relative strength of his bloodline compared to Saintly Venerable Mok Hai's.

It was foreseeable that Saintly Venerable Mok Hai's bloodline wouldn't be low, after all, he was an old and experienced Sacred Seed, and over the years, he must have obtained more than just one drop of Sacred Blood.

Lu Ye wasn't inferior either, having refined the Sacred Blood left by the female Sacred Seed, his saintliness was much stronger than before.

But ultimately, it was still necessary to use the Blood Technique to determine who was stronger.

Lu Ye felt that even if his saintliness was inferior to the other party's, he wouldn't be completely suppressed.

Moreover, his own strength wouldn't be weakened due to saintliness suppression, which was an advantage that Blood Race Sacred Seeds did not possess; only the performance of his Blood Techniques would be suppressed.

But in combat, when had he ever relied primarily on Blood Techniques? He had always depended on the long saber in his hand.

Taking a deep breath, Lu Ye gently spoke, "Take care of yourself!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the blood Qi around him erupted in a roar, and under Lann Qiyue's shock-stricken gaze, a Blood River unfurled with a resounding boom.

She never imagined that Lu Ye could actually perform the Blood River Technique, a secret technique unique to the Blood Race, and as he executed the Blood River Technique, an indescribable oppressive force emanated from Lu Ye.

It was clearly the Bloodline Suppression of a Sacred Seed!

Lann Qiyue's mind wavered, when did her senior brother… also become a Sacred Seed?

What shocked her more was that the suppression coming from Lu Ye was even more intense than that of Saintly Venerable Mok Hai.

If facing Saintly Venerable Mok Hai was like confronting a vicious wolf, then Lu Ye at this moment was like a ferocious tiger!

The grandeur of his power clearly surpassed that of Saintly Venerable Mok Hai.

Equally astonished was Saintly Venerable Mok Hai.

Since Lu Ye appeared, he retreated and had been observing the Boulder Mountain Saber in Lu Ye's hand with the power of the Blood River, because he felt that a Divine Sea Level 5 cultivator of the human race should not pose any threat to him, and the source of his sense of crisis was very likely this plain-looking long saber.

This long saber likely possessed some mysterious power capable of harming him.

As to whether it did, just a little verification would reveal it, but just as he had made up his mind, Lu Ye activated the Blood River Technique.

In an instant, Saintly Venerable Mok Hai's face changed drastically, because an extremely clear suppressive force emanated from the other party, an invisible and intangible power that stirred his psyche and blood Qi, causing the Blood River in the sky to shrink visibly, and his own formidable momentum to be somewhat suppressed.

A Sacred Seed, and one with a nobler bloodline than his own!

Saintly Venerable Mok Hai had no idea what was happening: a living human suddenly and inexplicably wielded the power of a Sacred Seed, yet still maintained the appearance of a human.

But Lu Ye's heart was filled with certainty!

The situation was much better than he had imagined; originally, he thought that not being suppressed was the best outcome, but now it seemed he had overestimated Saintly Venerable Mok Hai!

This guy's bloodline was not even as strong as that of the female Sacred Seed he had slain two months prior.

It was not entirely Lu Ye's fault for making such a misjudgment, as he hadn't been involved with Sacred Seeds long enough and had encountered few of them, so naturally, he couldn't determine the relative strength of their bloodlines.

The slain female Sacred Seed, in terms of bloodline alone, was actually very strong, but this strength didn't have much impact on the senior cultivators of the human race or Lu Ye, so she died, and the Sacred Blood she left behind benefited Lu Ye.

Having fully inherited the Sacred Blood of that female Sacred Seed, Lu Ye was undoubtedly stronger in terms of saintliness strength, because he had already refined a drop of Sacred Blood himself.

If he had more interactions with Blood Race Sacred Seeds, he would realize that most of these Sacred Seeds were like Saintly Venerable Mok Hai; their saintliness wasn't something that could grow limitlessly but faced an invisible limit. Of course, every Sacred Seed had different limits, hence, varying degrees of saintliness.

Due to this limitation, conflicts erupting among Sacred Seeds were actually not as many as Lu Ye had previously thought.

It all boiled down to a lack of understanding.