Build a family of immortality from the blood slaves of the Demon Sect.

Chapter 17 Heading to the Organization
Elder Blood Flag is named Blood Flag, which shows how important this life-saving magic weapon is to him.

Elder Blood Flag looked at the bloody magic flag in front of him, then looked down at the bloody gourd in his hand.

With one final grit of his teeth, and with a look of reluctance, he poured all the offerings in the blood-red gourd into the pool of blood.

Stimulating the spiritual energy, connecting to the Blood Drinking Demon Flag, the Demon Flag moves without wind, the flag flutters,
In the blood pool, ripples arose without any wind, and soon, the magic flag seemed to lose interest and became listless.

Even the flags drooped listlessly.

No matter how much spiritual energy the Blood Flag Elder infuses, it will be of no use.

Elder Blood Flag reluctantly withdrew his spiritual energy and muttered to himself, "The blood and energy are still insufficient! For Blood Flag to advance, it is simply not feasible to rely on a steady stream of blood and energy. It is necessary to infuse a huge amount of blood and energy at the same time!"

Thinking of this, Elder Blood Flag regretted that he did not persist. If he had insisted on extracting the blood and energy of those thirty-six monks, the Blood Flag might have already advanced.

Elder Blood Flag did not insist, not because he was guilty or afraid, but because at the beginning, Elder Blood Flag himself did not realize that Elder Ghost Infant was just an incarnation.

He also knew that he could not defeat the Ghost Baby Elder, so as soon as the Ghost Baby Elder appeared, he gave up dejectedly.

If he knew that the Ghost Infant Elder was just an incarnation and that he was doomed to fail, he would definitely persist.

Anyway, the man had been killed and his blood had been drawn. Although the sect master was angry, he shouldn't have to cut off his own arm or chop off his bloody flag, right? At most, he would just confiscate the sect's offerings for a period of time.

Elder Xueqi's face was uncertain, and he flicked his sleeves and returned to the training room.

Then he took out another gourd, this gourd was half green and half red. When he opened it, a different bloody smell came out.

Elder Blood Flag sat cross-legged and practiced his Qi. The blood flew out of the gourd and then surrounded his body. As Elder Blood Flag practiced his Qi, the bright blood flew towards him and was absorbed through his skin pores.

As he practiced his Qi, Elder Blood Flag felt his whole body getting hotter and hotter, and his face became redder and redder, but the red was extremely uneven, with a few streaks of white appearing in it.

The white area was as white as a dead person and lifeless, while the red area was filled with blood to the extreme, making people feel weak and bloated.

Suddenly, a teasing voice sounded faintly in my ears: "Xueqi, did you eat too much chicken blood? Why are you so angry?"

Puff! Elder Blood Flag suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, which fell to the ground with a hissing sound and a puff of white mist rose up.

"Chicken blood...Inner demon...What on earth is harming me?!"

The impotent rage was uselessly vented in the quiet room with a hoarse voice...

On the other side, Ye Yunqi slowly finished his training. He felt his body had never felt so comfortable before.

"This spiritual chicken is really a good thing!"

Ye Yunqi sighed with great relief.

That blood essence not only filled up his three auras, but also pushed him to the second level of Qi training.

Then, with the nourishment of the spiritual chicken soup, he stood firmly in the second level of Qi training, with a solid foundation and abundant spiritual energy.

It also slowly nourished his body, making him not only full of energy and spirit, but also making him take another step forward.

After practicing for a while, Ye Yunqi walked out of the quiet room.

"Muyao, is Senior Brother here to look for me?"

Ye Yunqi asked from a distance.

"No." Su Muyao replied, "It's getting dark now, so I'm afraid the immortal won't come, right?"

Su Muyao didn't want Meng Jingyang to come over.

Although Meng Jingyang's attitude has improved a lot now, and he always addresses each other as brother, it was Meng Jingyang who collected the support previously.

Su Muyao certainly knew that this support was not for Meng Jingyang, but for the so-called "master" Elder Xueqi.

But as time went by, it was inevitable that Meng Jingyang's visit would be associated with bad things in his subconscious. "Strange, Brother Meng Jingyang, you don't have to frame me?" Ye Yunqi wondered in his heart, and then he thought that this organization that yearns for the righteous path in the Demon Sect must be in a difficult situation. If something happened and delayed it, it would be normal.

Su Muyao walked slowly towards Ye Yunqi, with a graceful and elegant figure.

As the saying goes, looking at a beauty under the light of the moon is ten times more beautiful than looking at her in the daytime.

At this time, the bright moonlight shone in from the window, and Su Muyao's skin seemed to be whiter and fairer, like the remaining snow, with a little blush on her face, like the morning glow and the sunset.

Coupled with the dim warm yellow oil lamp in the room, the flickering candlelight made Su Muyao's figure look even more graceful and attractive.

The beauty of curves, the art of light and shadow.

Su Muyao's eyes were charming, and she said softly, "Master, it's getting late, shall we go to bed?"

As she spoke, she walked in front of Ye Yunqi, gently took Ye Yunqi's hand, and placed it on her lower abdomen.

Ye Yunqi understood what Su Muyao meant. He needed to work harder on preparing for pregnancy!

A beautiful woman has invited you, and she is your own person, so why should you be so reserved?
Ye Yunqi carried Su Muyao to the bed. Su Muyao raised her legs and tried to stand up: "Master, blow out the lights."

"Why blow out the lights? Just like this, it looks good!" Ye Yunqi chuckled.

Su Muyao was originally feeling sorry for the little bit of lamp oil, but when she saw Ye Yunqi liked it so much, she felt half shy and half happy.

"Then, then I'll obey you, Master."

The remaining light was swaying more and more.

The stars and the moon rose outside the window, and the two of them gathered together and wanted to sleep.

"Boom!"

The sudden knock on the door made Ye Yunqi startled.

The sound was extremely faint, but it was particularly clear in the lonely night.

Who would knock on the door at this hour?
Ye Yunqi turned over and got out of bed. Su Muyao, who was behind him, looked a little worried and also stood up.

"You take a rest, I'll go take a look." Ye Yunqi hugged Su Muyao, turned and left the bedroom, came to the main hall of the living room, opened the door a little, and saw that there was no one outside the door, only Xingyue.

Ye Yunqi was about to close the door when he suddenly heard an extremely subtle voice: "Junior brother, don't close the door."

A figure flashed by from the side, it was Senior Brother Meng Yangyang.

Ye Yunqi frowned: "Brother Meng, why are you here so late?"

Senior Brother Meng whispered, "Oh, it's my fault for not explaining it clearly. You know our situation. The later it gets, the safer it is!"

Ye Yunqi thought about it and realized that this was not something that could be done openly in public.

"Okay, let's talk about it when we get there. Come with me."

After Meng Jingyang finished speaking, he reached out to grab Ye Yunqi.

Ye Yunqi's expression flashed slightly: "I'll go and tell my family so they don't worry."

Meng Jingyang was slightly stunned, then nodded and said, "Then go quickly and come back quickly, don't delay."

Ye Yunfei quickly returned to the house and said something to Su Muyao.

Su Muyao frowned and became more and more dissatisfied with Meng Jingyang.

But after all, it was her master's decision, so she couldn't refute it.

(End of this chapter)