20demayo Chapter 373 Blood Fiend Flower
Chapter 373 Blood Fiend Flower
night.
The moon was bright, and the sea shimmered like someone had scattered a handful of silver.
Lin Chen stood on the open ground in the backyard of the Duke of Huguo's mansion and looked up at the sky.
The sea breeze was strong, making his robes flutter loudly.
Yao Yao stood beside him, rubbing her hands together excitedly:
"I haven't fought in ages, I'm practically bursting with pent-up energy!"
Lan Fenghuang smiled but didn't say anything.
Lingbo stood at the very edge, her white robes motionless in the wind.
It wasn't that the wind couldn't move it, but rather that her inner energy naturally blocked the wind.
Lin Chen glanced at the three of them, nodded in acknowledgment, and then leaped into the air.
Yao Yao followed closely behind, like a bird released from its cage, she did two somersaults in the air and laughed heartily:
"Cool!"
The blue phoenix flew steadily and gracefully, as if taking a stroll.
Lingbo was the most outrageous; she didn't even move, yet she appeared directly in mid-air, as if space itself had folded beneath her feet.
Four figures streaked across the night sky like four shooting stars.
Below was the vast, dark sea, with only a few scattered fishing lights flickering.
Shamen Island is 300 li east of Donghai City. At Lin Chen's speed, it would only take the time it takes to drink a cup of tea to reach it.
Before even reaching the island, Lin Chen could smell a certain odor.
It doesn't smell like the sea.
It smells like blood.
The overwhelming stench of blood, mixed with the putrid smell of decay, and a certain indescribable, cloyingly sweet aroma that instinctively made one nauseous.
Yao Yao smelled it too, her smile vanished instantly, and she covered her nose.
"What is this smell...it's disgusting..."
Blue Phoenix's expression changed: "This is... resentment?"
Lin Chen didn't say anything, but sped up.
Shamen Island came into view.
From a distance, the island is brightly lit, resembling a giant ship floating on the sea.
But those lights were not ordinary lights; they were eerie green will-o'-the-wisps that flickered in the night, making the entire island look like a ghostly realm.
In the center of the island is a cluster of buildings, including pavilions, halls, and courtyards, all built in a grand style with carved beams and painted rafters.
However, the area surrounding the buildings is a dense cluster of wooden cages.
The wooden cages stood side by side, like chicken coops, and people were kept inside.
It was all women.
Some wooden cages held seven or eight people, while others held more than a dozen, crammed together like sardine cans.
They were dressed in rags, their hair disheveled, some huddled in a corner, others peering out from the cage, their eyes vacant like those of the dead.
The most terrifying thing is that these wooden cages are surrounded by rings of red flowers.
The flowers bloomed eerily under the moonlight, their petals as red as blood and their stamens as black as ink, exuding a sweet fragrance.
When Yao Yao saw the flowers, her expression turned sour.
Lan Fenghuang noticed: "What's wrong?"
Yao Yao frowned, staring at the flowers:
"This thing... I've seen it in my master's diagrams. It's called something like Blood Demon Flower, and it's watered with fresh blood."
My master said this thing is extremely evil; only truly depraved and wicked practitioners would cultivate it.
She paused, then added:
"Although my master also engaged in sexual cultivation, she never touched this stuff, saying it was too immoral and would damage one's karma."
Lan Fenghuang raised an eyebrow: "Your master actually has this kind of awareness?"
Yao Yao glanced at Lin Chen and whispered:
"Although my master is the sect leader of the Hehuan Sect, he has his bottom line."
She did engage in sexual cultivation, but she only targeted unfaithful men and those who consented; these men... were different.
Lin Chen listened to their conversation but didn't respond.
He thought of Mei Jiu Niang.
That woman was indeed a bewitching beauty; every smile and frown was captivating.
Lin Chen didn't dislike her; in fact, he even had some feelings for her.
That woman was bad, but she was bad in a measured way, so bad that you couldn't hate her.
Unlike the group below, who are so wicked they make you want to vomit.
"Let's go," Lin Chen said, and descended first.
The four landed in front of the buildings in the center of the island.
The moment he landed, Lin Chen's true energy spread out, and the air within a radius of a hundred feet solidified.
The will-o'-the-wisps of light were extinguished almost instantly by his true energy.
The people on the island finally discovered the intruders.
"Who goes there!"
With a loud shout, several people rushed out from the largest hall.
The leader was a bald, burly man with a face full of scars, wearing a blood-red robe and carrying a large, ghost-headed dagger.
The middle stage of heaven and man.
Bloodhand Butcher.
He was followed by six men in black, each exuding a strong aura of menace, clearly ruthless characters with countless lives on their hands.
The seven heretical cultivators are all here.
The bald, burly man sized up Lin Chen, his gaze shifting from fierceness to surprise and suspicion, and then to fear.
He couldn't see through Lin Chen's cultivation level.
It's completely unfathomable.
It was as if what stood before him was not a living person, but an abyss, a starry sky.
"Who...who are you?" The bald, burly man's voice trembled slightly.
Lin Chen looked at him but didn't answer; his eyes just flickered.
The bald, burly man's ghost-headed broadsword snapped in two with a "crack," the blade falling to the ground and embedding itself in the stone slab.
Then, it was as if an invisible hand had grabbed his neck, lifting his feet off the ground and into the air.
"ah--!"
The bald, burly man struggled desperately, frantically circulating his inner energy, but to no avail; it was like an ant trying to move a mountain.
Yao Yao clapped her hands as she watched, exclaiming, "Wow! That was awesome!"
Lan Fenghuang gave her a speechless look: "You really know how to make things worse."
Lin Chen waved his hand gently.
The bald, burly man flew out, crashing through the wall of the hall behind him, then through a second wall, a third wall, and so on, until he finally stopped after crashing through five walls.
He was embedded in the rubble, most of his bones were broken, and blood gushed from his mouth like a fountain.
The remaining six heretical cultivators were completely dumbfounded.
They stood frozen in place, their legs trembling, and some even wet their pants.
It's not that they're cowards.
The person who could so easily cripple a bald man must be at least at the peak of the Celestial Realm, or even a terrestrial immortal.
So young, and with beautiful women by his side, there could only be Lin Chen, the Prince of Zhenbei who travels the world.
That guy is ruthless!
Lin Chen looked at them and said two words calmly:
"Kneel down."
The six evil cultivators knelt down in unison, their movements swift and decisive, as if they had rehearsed it.
Yao Yao looked at the six trembling evil cultivators kneeling on the ground and couldn't help but click her tongue.
"Aren't you heretics, celestial beings? Why are you kneeling now?"
None of the six evil cultivators dared to utter a sound; their heads were practically banging against the ground.
Blue Phoenix flicked her finger, and several beams of light shot into the bodies of the people, then asked:
"Where is your main base? Do you have any other hideouts?"
The faces of the several evil cultivators turned deathly pale instantly, as if they were being torn apart from their bodies. One of them trembled and said:
"No...that's it...it's here...it's here..."
Lan Fenghuang then asked, "What kind of kung fu do you practice?"
The evil cultivator swallowed hard: "Blood... Blood Fiend Replenishment Technique..."
Lan Fenghuang looked at Lin Chen and nodded gently.
Lin Chen didn't say anything, walked to the largest hall, and pushed open the door.
As soon as the door opened, a strong stench of blood hit you, mixed with the stench of decay and the cloying fragrance of flowers, making you want to vomit.
Yao Yao covered her nose and glanced inside, then froze.