The Demon Sect assigned ladies, and I drew the Righteous Fairy

Chapter 86 Bloodstone Challenge

"who?!"

Zhang Chunjiu turned around, his red eyes filled with murderous intent.

This is his Panhuan Courtyard. Even a Xuan-level disciple wouldn't dare to break in like this.

Amidst the flying smoke and wood chips, a tall and handsome figure rushed in, with blood at the corners of his mouth and his face and body covered in red.

Seeing that Qin Xueyan and the three girls were safe and sound, he turned his gaze to Zhang Chunjiu, and his bloodshot mouth opened into a fierce smile:
"Master Zhang, I'm here to take my wife and her sisters home."

Zhang Chunjiu narrowed his eyes, disdain showing on his ferocious face, "Seventh level of Qi training, Fang Yang, it turns out you are a cultivation genius, I underestimated you."

Fang Yang said calmly: "There are many things that Lord Zhang doesn't know. Let them go and I will tell you slowly."

"Hahaha!"

Zhang Chunjiu burst into laughter, and his strangely swollen body shook like a huge tumor. After laughing for a long time, he suddenly looked at Fang Yang with a terrifying bloodshot look.

"I'll give you one last chance. Leave me one thousand spirit stones, and I'll forgive your crime and let you go."

"Hahaha!"

Fang Yang also laughed, and laughed longer than Zhang Chunjiu. Zhang Chunjiu narrowed his red eyes.

"why are you laughing?"

Fang Yang took out a thousand spirit stones from his arms while smiling. Zhang Chunjiu showed a proud look on his face, thinking that Fang Yang was very tough. He kicked the door impulsively, but in the end he still had to use a thousand spirit stones to buy his life.

Zhang Chunjiu didn't want to waste any more time, so he waved his hand and said, "Put down the spirit stone and get out of here."

Fang Yang ignored him and looked at Qin Xueyan, "Madam, do you remember what I said?"

Qin Xueyan was startled, then reacted and said coldly:
"You once said that the day you gave Zhang Chunjiu a thousand spirit stones would be the day he would die."

That was when Fang Yang had just started selling the Yueshu Talisman. Zhang Chunjiu came to ask for it, and Fang Yang gave him one hundred spirit stones.

Qin Xueyan was extremely indignant at the time, and said to Fang Yang, "If you give him one hundred this time, he will ask for one thousand next time."

So Fang Yang replied: "The day I give him a thousand spirit stones, that will be the day he dies."

"Hahaha!" Zhang Chunjiu laughed disdainfully, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. "Fang Yang, you want to kill me? Just you? Not to mention your limited skills, if you dare to attack me, it's a capital crime!"

The registration system of Tianhuan Sect is very strict. If a low-level disciple dares to attack his superiors, he will be killed on the spot.

Fang Yang put down a thousand spirit stones, picked up one of them, raised his hand and wiped it on his bloody body, and then smeared his blood on the spirit stone.

With a casual throw, the blood-stained spirit stone fell at Zhang Chunjiu's feet with a clang.

Fang Yang said loudly: "Tian Huan Sect's junior disciple Fang Yang, challenges the yellow-level disciple Zhang Chunjiu to a bloodstone challenge!"

Wow!
The junior disciples who were watching the situation in the house from afar in the yard were in an uproar.

"Fang Yang actually challenged Master Zhang to a bloodstone?!"

"Is he crazy?!"

"Even if his cultivation progress is rapid, he is still far inferior to Master Zhang!"

"There hasn't been a bloodstone challenge in Yunyu Town for ten years!"

The Bloodstone Challenge is a special ritual of the Tianhuan Sect.

Low-level disciples smeared their blood on a stone and threw it in front of high-level disciples, which was considered a bloodstone challenge.

If a low-level disciple wins, he can directly take over everything from the high-level disciple, including status, power, wealth, women, etc.

If the challenger loses, there is only one outcome - death.

The Tianhuan Sect was founded thousands of years ago, and there have been examples of successful bloodstone challenges during this period.

Even the second leader challenged the founder with a blood stone challenge, and got the position of leader after killing the founder.

However, these successful examples are extremely rare. Low-level disciples are far inferior to high-level disciples in terms of cultivation techniques and resource support, so it is too difficult for them to succeed in their challenges.

Once you fail, there is no chance to start over.

Therefore, there has not been a bloodstone challenge in Yunyu Town for a full ten years.

Unexpectedly, Fang Yang would actually launch a blood stone challenge to his superior!
He is only at the seventh level of Qi training!
Master Zhang has already reached the second level of foundation building!

Isn't this suicide?
The murderous intent in Zhang Chunjiu's red eyes seemed to be tangible as it rushed towards Fang Yang!

"Fang Yang, you want to use your death to delay time and let them escape? Haha, I didn't realize that you are so sentimental! Okay, I'll help you!"

Zhang Chunjiu was completely enraged by Fang Yang's extremely provocative behavior. A long black whip appeared in his hand and rolled towards Fang Yang!

"This is a third-grade Thorn Whip!"

"One of Master Zhang's magical weapons!"

Amid the exclamations of many junior disciples, the Thorn Whip had already turned into an afterimage and hit Fang Yang like lightning.

Fang Yang was knocked flying and knocked down a courtyard wall. The collapsed rubble buried Fang Yang.

"Fang Yang!"

"Meow!"

Wang Yujiao, who was standing far away, exclaimed, and the screams of Buhei in her arms seemed to have changed as well.

"Fang Yang!"

Chen Wanrou wanted to rush over, but was held back by Qin Xueyan. She turned back suddenly, her eyes red:

"Senior Sister, he did it for us, are you just going to watch him die?"

Qin Xueyan said calmly, "This is his way of fighting, don't interfere with him."

"Senior Sister?" Chen Wanrou opened her eyes wide and wanted to speak, but she saw the collapsed courtyard wall being pushed open and Fang Yang slowly stood up.

He was bleeding all over, his head and body were covered in dust, and he looked quite disheveled.

Zhang Chunjiu sneered: "You are at the seventh level of Qi training and you can withstand my whip without dying. That's pretty good. You are qualified to die in a more painful way."

He swung the divine whip in his hand again, as fast as lightning and as quick as a black snake. It instantly crossed a distance of several feet and lashed towards Fang Yang's face.

Fang Yang threw out three second-grade wooden shield talismans, and three shields appeared in front of him, but they only blocked for a moment before being broken through by the Thorn Divine Whip.

However, Fang Yang also took the opportunity to roll forward and avoided the attack awkwardly.

Zhang Chunjiu was even more disdainful, "You actually dare to hide forward, you are indeed a useless beginner who has never really faced an enemy."

His words made the other junior disciples look unhappy. They had mediocre talents and low cultivation levels. Many of them had never fought a serious battle with others. Aren't they just wastes?
But it was hard to remain calm after being insulted so ruthlessly by Zhang Chunjiu.

Some people secretly hoped that Fang Yang could win, but they also knew that this was nothing but a foolish dream.

There is a huge gap between the seventh level of Qi training and the second level of foundation building.

As he spoke, Zhang Chunjiu swung out three more whips. Fang Yang threw out nine wooden shield talismans and rolled on the ground in a panic, finally dodging the three whips again.

The distance between the two is getting closer and closer.

Zhang Chunjiu became impatient, his eyes became more and more red, and the red light flashed on the Thorn Whip. The speed became faster and it stabbed towards Fang Yang's head like a spear!

"what!"

Chen Wanrou, Zhang Suqin, Ning Miaomiao and Wang Yujiao all screamed.

At such a close distance, Fang Yang couldn't dodge!

The next moment, a faint sword light flashed in the red whip shadow.

(End of this chapter)