After 100 years of leatherworking, I have become a giant in the magic sect.

Chapter 93 92. Brand New "Dongfu" (4.3K words - please subscribe)
After one stick of incense.
Candle ground.

“Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong.

The small blood-colored pool was only about one foot in diameter and no more than half an arm's length deep, with only a few granular blood crystals floating in it.

Song Yan unceremoniously put all the blood crystals into the bottle he had brought with him, and then continued to fill it up.

Madam Ling kept her promise and brought him to the blood pool at the deepest part of the secret Candle Land.

From the outside, it looks like a shadow, surrounded by countless night candle soul insects inside and out.

Song Yan filled his tank with the blood of the "Night Candle Soul Bug".

This blood pool is really small, and I don’t know how many years it has accumulated to produce so much insect blood, but now he has taken away the most core part.

However, this amount was too little, and Song Yan estimated that it could only be used as blood for the "left and right palaces".

After the filling was completed, Song Yan put away the insect blood bottle, then looked at Madam Ling and asked, "What are your plans next?"

Madam Ling said, "I will deal with the candle land here first, and then go back to the snake corpse market. After that, I will practice hard in the secret realm for a long time, and then use the market to buy the necessary things for practice. It will take ten years or dozens of years, so that I can break through the crimson palace realm as soon as possible."

After she finished speaking, she stood quietly, her graceful figure already hidden by the cloak, and her pretty face also shrouded by the eerie ghost mask.

"When I break through the Crimson Palace Realm, I will see you again, Brother Dao."

The two looked at each other in silence and then said goodbye.

Madam Ling waved her hand to open the exit of the secret realm, and Song Yan stepped forward.
One step, two steps, three steps.
Suddenly, Song Yan stopped.

He tilted his head slightly, but Madam Ling had already turned and walked into the depths of the insect tide. The dense, rustling shadows were like the tide, split in two, allowing her to step past them and then quickly closing again.

However, as if she noticed Song Yan's stop, Madam Ling turned around in surprise and asked curiously, "Brother Dao, is there anything else?"

Song Yan asked directly: "I know that Madam Ling, you have absorbed that powerful thought, and your character may have changed, but I still want to ask you a question."

Madam Ling said, "Brother Dao, please speak."

Song Yan said: "Do you want to harm me?"

Madam Ling was stunned, then shook her head and said, "Brother Dao, you think too much. I just absorbed some memories and gained more common sense. I have a deeper love for insects and a stronger desire for power. But I am still me."

Song Yan said: "Why don't I go back to the Snake Corpse Market with you?"

Madam Ling: ?????
"Brother Daodao, don't you want to go out and seek opportunities?"

The cold Madam Ling suddenly stuttered.

She suddenly had a feeling in her heart that "this shouldn't be the case."

Song Yan said: "With the Snake Corpse Market as the center, I will look for foreign blood that suits me to fill the Nine Palaces.

If you need any cultivation supplies, I can help you keep an eye out for them when I'm out and about.

You also know that there are so many people out there looking for me, and I am in Chaoli County just to hide, so where else in the world is better to hide than your secret place?"

Madam Ling was silent.

But, isn’t this the best outcome?
The person she had been longing for suddenly didn't leave this time.

She now had a powerful ally and a better hope of breaking through the Crimson Palace.

However, the next moment, Madam Ling suddenly took off her ghost mask, revealing her pretty face behind it.

The face was still pretty, but the pupils had undergone a strange change. They were a little blurry and matte. Upon closer inspection, they were actually strange compound eyes.

The pupils are dull, but there is a matching film outside the ghost mask, covering the compound eyes. However, because the pupils are not focused, they naturally appear stiff.

Madam Ling said, "Do you remember the human-faced bug you killed? You asked me if I had made up my mind. Now, it's my turn to ask you."

Song Yan nodded and said, "Of course."

As he spoke, he had already looked towards a place with nice scenery on the top of the mountain in the secret realm and said, "There is a small wooden house there."

Then he looked at a certain empty space and said, "You can raise some more monsters here, and here, you can raise some pigs, but can you control these insects from eating them?"

After learning from Grandma Fox that the incident of "The Tiger King's Blood" had become a big deal for inexplicable reasons, and even involved a tribe that one could not afford to mess with just by hearing the name, he gave up all thoughts of going out and wandering.

He wanted to find a safe place to settle down for a few decades.

However, Chaoli County obviously could no longer allow him to live in seclusion.

Hua Linglong wants to practice in the secret realm, and he happens to be hiding in the secret realm. Isn’t this perfect?
Madam Ling was completely speechless, or rather stunned, and her mind was blank.

The direction of things was completely beyond her imagination.
She found that the man had actually started thinking about how to build a house.

She had already decided not to trust anyone in her future path of cultivation, but if she had to choose one person to trust, that person would undoubtedly be the man in front of her.

Madam Ling couldn't help herself, and she smiled slightly, then bowed and said, "Brother Dao wants to stay, and I will be more than happy to oblige. But the one standing in front of you now is Madam Ling, not Hua Linglong. If you want to get along with me the same way as before, that's impossible."

Song Yan smiled and said, "The one you were with before was Hua Rong, and now it's Song Yan.

Madam Ling, nice to meet you.

My name is Song Yan.

By the way, is there a blood pool in the Demon Swamp Secret Realm?"

Madam Ling smiled and said, "Yes, but after I return, it will take some time for me to master it, and by then I don't know if the blood is suitable for you.

There will be some risks along the way, because the Puppet Sect has been sending people to search for Brother Dao's whereabouts around Tianyun City, and we may run into them on the way back."

In the secret realm of Zhudi, the insect swarms are like the sea tide, and there is a creepy dark atmosphere between the rise and fall.

Song Yan was sitting on a cliff. There was no insect swarm on the mountain where he was.

The dividing line is a winding river
The river in the secret realm was originally stagnant water, but this river is extremely clear, and there are some exotic flowers and plants inside that are purifying the water.

To the east of the river is where Madam Ling controls the secret realm, and the insect swarms also gather there.

To the west of the river is the residence that Madam Ling allocated to Song Yan.

This river, like a border, separates the two people. During their daily practice, no one is allowed to cross the border so as not to disturb each other's practice.

After Song Yan sat down, he sat cross-legged and focused his attention on the "Blood Fusion Art" (fragmented part) in the "Kung Fu" column.

a moment
A line of information pops up:
【Please select the investment life span】

[You successfully absorbed a trace of the blood of the Night Candle Soul Bug, and at the same time, you started to practice the "Blood Fusion Technique". This time, because your physical strength was greatly improved, you were not poisoned to death. But as you absorbed more blood, you felt your heart begin to ache. You tried hard to suppress the pain. Three days later, you were poisoned to death.]

Song Yan opened his eyes.

Sure enough, directly and roughly absorbing this kind of external blood is very fatal. It is like continuously drawing poison into your heart. If the human cultivators do not have the formula for the Crimson Palace Pill of this blood, they will never dare to take it.

The level of alchemists in a certain area also limits the strength of the cultivators in that area to a great extent.

However, he is an exception.

Song Yan continued to try.

After dying hundreds of times, he finally completely absorbed the blood of the "Night Candle Soul Worm".

[You skillfully practice the "Blood Fusion Technique" and absorb the mysterious energy at the same time, collecting and digesting the blood of the "Night Candle Soul Bug".]

[In the first year, you absorbed 30 strands of profound energy and digested a strand of blood from the Night Candle Soul Bug.]

[In the first hundred years, you absorbed 3000 strands of profound energy, and the blood of the "Night Candle Soul Bug" has already merged into your body. You placed it in the right palace of the Crimson Palace, and it is intertwined with the blood of the "Tiger King Clan"]

Song Yan opened his eyes and glanced at the panel.

【Shouyuan: 31/14626】

Killing pigs in Chaoli County added a lot of years to his life. Now, this hundred years is really nothing.

He glanced around. The mysterious energy in this secret realm was also very ordinary, probably about the same as that in Hantan Valley and Nanzhu Peak.

He had not used any elixirs, furnaces, or black jade, nor was he in a dangerous place, nor had he used any of the secret medicines or secret techniques that were used in the Crimson Palace. Instead, he relied purely on absorbing the mysterious energy from the surrounding environment to practice, so naturally his progress was extremely slow.

Now, he could feel two different mysterious powers filling his body, and although his body had not undergone drastic changes, it was obviously stronger than before.

Once he finds the right blood for the Zhongzuo Palace, he will be able to break through to the middle stage of the Jiang Palace in one go.

At that time, Grandma Fox's "multi-tailed fox clan essence blood" will be the blood of Dinggong.

A few more days passed.

The level of trust between Song Yan and Madam Ling began to slowly increase.

Before, Song Yan appeared in front of Hua Linglong with a fake face. Now Hua Linglong has absorbed the thoughts of the powerful insect cultivator. It can be said that when the two get along again, they are no longer "Hua Rong" and "Hua Linglong".

Although the two of them didn't say it, they were secretly wary in their hearts.

After successfully absorbing the "Night Candle Soul Worm Blood" without any hindrance, Song Yan walked out of the secret realm several times, but he went in and out without any hindrance.

Madam Ling was in control of the secret realm. At one point, she became visibly weak and fell to the ground motionless. When Song Yan saw this, he rushed over and tried his best to help her.

Mutual trust is rebuilt in these small daily details.

On this day, seeing that Madam Ling was about to completely control the secret realm, Song Yan thought about taking a look at Chaoli County from afar, so he left, stood on a distant hilltop, and released his spiritual sense.

When he let go, he couldn't help but frown.

"I am the eldest wife, and the master's property should be divided among me."

"We are all concubines, who is more noble than who? Haha"

"The master's money is mine."

"mine!"

"I built a cenotaph for him. What about you?"

"I'll build a shrine for him to live forever!"

Even though Mr. Li's two beautiful concubines had been on good terms with him before and ended up in such a state on the bed, it was obvious that they had no feelings for him at all.

None of them cared when the master died, but now they are fighting over the family property.

Just as the two women were arguing, two policemen came to Taoyuan Butcher Shop.

The officer on the left stroked his beard, looked slyly at the door of the butcher shop, glanced left and right, and whispered with the one on the right.

"Master Li is dead, and there are only two concubines left in this house. Why don't we go in and take a look?"

"Okay, let's go!"

If Master Li were alive, the official would never dare to act so presumptuously. But now he strode forward with great interest, ready to eat the whole family's food and take in the two beautiful concubines along the way.

However, just as the two officers took a few steps forward, several people rushed out of the alley and blocked the door.

The officer looked at the newcomer and frowned, "Why are you guys from the Flying Knife Gang stopping us?"

One person said, "Boss Du's order."

"Boss Du?" The officer was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

Another person laughed so hard that he fell forward and backward, saying, "Which Gang Leader Du? Hahahaha!!"

Just as he finished speaking, there was a sound of footsteps in the distance, accompanied by a strange sound like the sound of metal and stone.

"It's me, Gang Leader Du."

The officer looked back and saw a vicious man with bulging temples, wrapped in brocade clothes, coming from afar.

The former Dharma Protector Du has transformed himself into Gang Leader Du. Because of the elixirs he obtained from the cultivators and the Xuanqi elixirs left over from the previous gang leader, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds in just a few days.

"Do you think that since our Flying Knife Gang has lost a lot of experts, we can be controlled by small fish and shrimps like you?"

Gang Leader Du asked coldly.

After saying this, he snatched the officer's sword, held it up and looked at it, then suddenly pointed his finger and heard a "ding" sound, and the sword broke.

The officer was horrified and ran away in a panic.

Gang Leader Du said from a distance: "I am the one who protects Taoyuan Meat Shop. Next time you want to do something here, why not come to Feidao Gang to find me first! Did you hear me?!"

After a while.
Lin Xianxing and two other beautiful concubines hurried out of the mansion, bowed respectfully, and thanked repeatedly.

Gang Leader Du glanced at them, his expression became much gentler, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Two brothers and sisters, just focus on taking care of the butcher shop and the restaurant business. As long as I am alive, no one will dare to take advantage of you."

The two beautiful concubines thanked him repeatedly.

Gang Leader Du snorted coldly and said, "But let me be frank. Brother Li and I have always been in love with each other, and this time Brother Li has saved my life.

So, I just protected his concubine.

If one day you are no longer like that, I will be the first to kill you!"

His violent triangular eyes flashed with a fierce light. The two concubines sat down on the ground in horror, watching Gang Leader Du walk away, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Song Yan looked at this scene and smiled gently. He really didn't expect it to end like this.

He strolled casually in the woods, spreading his spiritual sense, and found two wild boars. He knocked them out directly and planned to take them back to the secret realm to raise them. Then, when the scale was large enough, he could resume the leather-making work in the secret realm.

The sun is setting and dusk is falling.

Song Yan was about to return to the secret realm when he suddenly heard dense footsteps on a path several miles away.

That path leads from Handan City to Chaoli County.

Who else is coming at this time?
And the pace is so hurried?
Song Yan frowned slightly and cast his spiritual sense over the area, only to see a group of more than thirty masked men in black clothes running quickly with murderous weapons in their arms.

There was a faint conversation going on between the two leaders.

"Boss, you are wise. You should kill him while he is weak. The Flying Knife Gang suffered heavy losses. This time we just happened to take them over. This way, our Silver Axe Gang can also expand its territory."

"Oh, no need to flatter me. I will let you be the head of this hall when the time comes."

"Thank you, boss."

"Huh? Who?"

The masked man in the lead suddenly discovered a figure standing under an old tree opposite.

The figure raised his hand and waved, and the sky and the earth became hazy. In an instant, ghostly fog filled the air, and cold wind blew. The twisted bodies of men, women, old and young flew out from the sleeves like elongated noodles, and the pale figures rushed towards the crowd with the wind.

In an instant, the thirty-odd men in black and masked clothes all stood still.

The figure snapped his fingers lightly.

More than thirty masked men in black drew their knives in unison, pointed them at the people around them, and started slashing at them one by one until they died.

The figure waved his sleeves again, and the ghosts returned one after another.

The "blood of the Night Candle Soul Worm" allows his minions to possess the same terrifying recovery ability as the "Night Candle Soul Worm" in the dark.

People who used to be afraid of bumping into the souls of living people now dare to bump into them.

I can now step on the bodies of living people that I didn’t dare to step on before for a while.

Even if it is burned and shattered, as long as it is still at night, it can be quickly pieced together and restored.

(End of this chapter)