Yefutidaolu

Chapter 271 The Dark and the Bright
In the Red Sea, Takashi encountered a man in black where the airship had just crashed.

The man in black looked young, no more than twenty years old. His black clothes were embroidered with gold patterns, and he carried a rusty knife. He seemed to have no intention of concealing his identity and appeared openly before Gao Jian.

"The spaceship crashed, was it your doing?" Gao Jian's expression darkened slightly as he asked.

"You jest, sir. The crash of the flying boat has nothing to do with us. We just happened to be there and seized the opportunity," the seventh-realm evil cultivator said.

As he spoke, the large banner behind him fluttered in the wind, and a bloody stench emanated from it.

The stench of blood filled the air, the howling wind around them stopped, and Takashi was finally spared the agony of being torn apart by the iron sand.

"The spaceship crash has nothing to do with you? Then I'll believe you for now. The knife in your hand is mine. Can you return it to its rightful owner?" Gao Jian reached out, hoping to end things directly and return the other party.

The evil cultivator shook his head again and said, "Is it yours? Do you have any proof? I see that the desert is overflowing with golden energy and filled with iron sand. With so much golden energy, it's not impossible that a treasure of the metal element could be born. This knife is rusty, so how can you claim it as yours so easily?"

"Are you from the Netherworld?" Gao Jian didn't dwell on the other person's topic, but instead asked in a different direction.

"Yes, I am from the Netherworld, known as Lord Blood River. The ancient white pine you killed was my disciple." Lord Blood River nodded slightly, but still showed no emotion, as if he were just exchanging pleasantries with Gao Jian.

“Your apprentice looks older than you. You look like you’re only in your early twenties, but he looks like he’s in his forties or fifties,” Gao Jian said with a smile.

"Yes, he worked tirelessly day and night, devoting himself to his career, all the way to the capital, where he was responsible for business negotiations with Yangjing. His mental and physical health suffered, and although he looks older, he is happy, and I am quite satisfied." Blood River Lord sighed, "It's just a pity that I don't quite understand, Mr. Gao, why you took action?"

"Nothing special, I just don't like him. What? Are you going to give him an explanation?" Gao Jian tilted his head.

Gao Jian didn't say much to these people, he just offered this answer.

Yeah, I don't like them.

do you have any opinion?

For this kind of person, this answer is actually more convincing. "High opinion" is just arrogance, it's about doing whatever you want. So what? You're prepared to be my enemy?

That's how it is when you talk to these people. You can't reason with them, but if you use knives and fists, they become very reasonable.

Gao Jian stared at the other person, waiting for their reply.

The Blood Sea Lord smiled and said, "Not so. As a student of the Imperial Academy, how could I dare to overstep my bounds? My unworthy disciple offended Mr. Gao, and his death was well-deserved. This is how the world should be. The strong prey on the weak, and the cycle of nature is just like this. Even the territory of this Divine Dynasty is the same. In the past, there were hundreds of small countries on the earth. They swallowed one another and annexed another. They won or lost. Through the twists and turns, they merged the hundreds of countries into one great country, which is why the Divine Dynasty is what it is today."

He cupped his hands in greeting: "If a strong person is unhappy, it is only natural for them to kill an ant with a wave of their hand. This is the clear justice of heaven and it is only natural. I will not blame Mr. Gao for this matter."

Gao Jian found Xue Haijun's attitude somewhat amusing.

He already understands the other party's attitude.

For Youmingdi, the death of a sixth-realm cultivator and the disruption of business in the capital for a while are not a big deal. Since a student from the Imperial Academy can't stand it and wants to act willfully, then let him act willfully as a gift.

That's how cruel they are; they don't even care about the lives of their own people.

But that's normal. How could people who deal in these kinds of flesh and blood spiritual materials possibly care?

However, Xuehaijun suddenly changed the subject: "But, Mr. Gao, I want to ask, is your handling of Gu Baisong... over? Are you targeting Gu Baisong and his group, or are you targeting my Youmingdi?"

They've arrived; that's their real purpose.

Upon hearing this, Gao Jian remained expressionless: "I am not targeting the Ancient White Pine, nor the Netherworld."

"Oh, so you're just in a bad mood, sir?"

"I can't feel good when I see bloody, mangled things," Gao Jian said.

"So Mr. Gao means he's determined to make trouble for us?" Xue Haijun squinted.

To be honest, Xuehaijun was somewhat surprised by Gaojian's answer.

Given the notorious reputation of Youmingdi, Gao Jian's answer clearly indicated that he intended to make things difficult for them.

Is this person really going to oppose the world for the sake of some mortals and the underworld? Although he is a student of the Imperial Academy, it has been found that he does not have any particularly powerful background. He has only gained the favor of Li Zoufang.

Li Zoufang, as the Minister of Revenue, wielded immense influence within the Divine Dynasty, but his influence over these major immortal sects was limited.

The top immortal sects are generally self-reliant. Although they nominally submit to the divine dynasty, they maintain complete independence and autonomy within their own sects. Even the divine dynasty cannot interfere with the internal affairs of those sects, because those old lairs not only have a bunch of old monsters from the immortal sects cultivating in seclusion, but also super formations that have been maintained for countless years, massive resources, and even some top-level magic treasures with self-destructive properties.

Even a divine dynasty, without taking real action, would find it difficult to have any impact on these top immortal sects in a short period of time.

As for getting serious... then naturally a large army would be mobilized, all the experts would be deployed, and they would be crushed in one fell swoop.

But there's no need for that. Although the top immortal sects maintain a certain degree of autonomy, they are also loyal supporters of the divine dynasty.

Immortal sects also need external support and to recruit new members, so they need to maintain a certain number of outer disciples and walking stewards.

A student of the Imperial Academy might be able to intimidate those mid-level powers, and at most, he might act a little temperamental because of his status, but even Youming couldn't tolerate that.

But if things really don't go well, then if we break off all pretense, Youmingdi won't be afraid.

"No, I won't go against Youmingdi. I killed Gu Baisong because I didn't like him. I killed you because you came to threaten me and refused to return my sword. None of this has anything to do with Youmingdi, and you don't represent Youmingdi." Gao Jian said with a smile.

Gao Jian certainly wouldn't go against Youmingdi, and he also knew that the difficulty was too great.

But not going against the Underworld doesn't mean we can't mess with the Blood Sea Lord.

Can Xuehaijun represent the Netherworld? Is there any evidence?

I killed a rogue cultivator. Oh dear, I really didn't know that!
"Kill me?" Blood Sea Lord pointed to himself, his expression incredulous.

He is a seventh-realm cultivator, and not a fake one. He is a true disciple of a great immortal sect, a seventh-realm cultivator from a powerful force who has received genuine instruction in his skills from the transmission elders.

Gao Jian was only at the fifth realm a few days ago, and now he's saying this—it's truly laughable!

As he was still thinking this, a fist the size of a sandbag suddenly appeared in front of him. So fast!

Even for martial artists, this speed was far too fast! And there was no sound—

Of course, there will be no sound, because Gao Jian can ride the wind, which eliminates air resistance, further increases speed, and also reduces the noise during movement.

Gao Jian had never used this tactic when he blocked the gate of the Imperial Academy, nor had he shown the Dragon Pearl much in Cangzhou. These people couldn't possibly have investigated all the way to Lord Jingjiang.

In the blink of an eye, Gao Jian had already arrived in front of the other party.

But Xuehaijun was no ordinary person, and he realized what was happening.

The blood-red banner behind him suddenly unfurled in that instant!
Suddenly, Xuehaijun's skin became smooth and radiant, as if it had turned into some kind of oiled banana. It was firm, tight, smooth, and incredibly tough, so much so that ordinary weapons or even insect bites and rat bites would be unable to penetrate it.

Gao Jian punched the other man in the face, but it felt like he had hit a soft, slippery surface. All his strength was swept away, which was even more painful than hitting thin air.

His full-force punch was deflected, and his strength, unable to be released, rebounded back, making him feel as if he were about to vomit blood.

Blood Sea Lord took a slight step back.

Within the microcosm of the human body, there are the marrow sea, the blood sea, the qi sea, and the water and grain sea. These four correspond to the four seas of the macrocosm of the outside world.

The blood in the chest, the energy of the blood, nourishes the skin and promotes blood circulation.

If the blood sea remains undisturbed, then all the blood in the body will be at peace.

The "blood sea" of Xuehaijun is not some kind of blood sea with mountains of corpses and seas of blood. That would be too low-class. As a top immortal sect, Youmingdi is good at refining all kinds of spiritual materials for its own use. It would never do anything low-level like killing to increase its power, nor would it make itself covered in filth and resentment. That would make it too easy to be targeted.

Those cultivators who are covered in vengeful spirits and filled with resentment and filth are nothing more than tools to farm experience points for those righteous cultivators with amazing yang energy.

Orthodox practitioners in the Netherworld wouldn't do that.

He is known as Lord Blood Sea because he has opened his essence gate and used the blood energy in his body to refine the 'blood sea' within him to an extremely high level. With the nourishment of the blood sea, his blood energy is naturally abundant, and he shows no trace of evil. If you treat him as an ordinary evil cultivator and use methods such as pure energy or yang energy to target him, you will fall into his trap.

The Blood Sea is a very natural part of the human body, without any evil energy. As for how it was formed, don't ask.

After the attack, the two separated, now two hundred paces apart.

Gao Jian landed on the ground, while Xue Haijun remained floating in the air, the blood banner behind him still fluttering in the wind.

Seeing that Gao Jian's expression wasn't very good, Xue Haijun smiled and said, "Mr. Gao, you can't hurt me like this. It's best not to talk big—"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly felt as if his hands were empty.

Looking down, I found that the rusty knife had disappeared.

His pupils suddenly contracted!
impossible!
He held on tightly and even used magic to fix it in place. Trying to break the spell would inevitably cause a rebound, so it was impossible for him to be taken away without feeling anything!

What on earth happened in between?!

Meanwhile, Gao Jian was holding a rusty knife in his hand.

"It's quite powerful; it's definitely sealed." Gao Jian brandished the rusty knife, which indeed had a very strong seal on it. If one tried to forcibly take it away, it would definitely cause a backlash.

Fortunately, he had a solution.

When Gao Jian got close just now, he casually let the rusty knife poke him. He then used his body as a scabbard to put the rusty knife inside, then stepped back and pulled the knife out.

In just a moment, the rusty knife was back in his hand.

Then... the backlash caused by these seals is nothing!

"Drink! Open!" Gao Jian shouted, and a cloud of qi and blood billowed up from the top of his head!

A deafening roar, like thunder, was heard. Suddenly, a gust of wind burst forth from the rusty knife, and foul-smelling blood gushed out violently!
Gao Jian's vision was instantly filled with blood red, as if countless ghosts and monsters were attacking. Hell, hungry ghosts, and animals were countless. They were pounding and grinding, and there was boundless evil. They died and were maimed. They swallowed fire and ate iron. They were subjected to the eight cold and eight hot, weapons and executions, plagues and disasters, poisons and insects. All the calamities of the four forms of life and the six realms rushed in at once!
Blood Sea Lord was first surprised, then overjoyed, and then revealed a contemptuous expression.

good chance!
That's a brilliant idea, but it's really presumptuous. He deserves this calamity!
This seal contains the minds of countless vengeful ghosts. Without a specific procedure, forcibly breaking it will inevitably result in a backlash of resentment, with the mind and soul being devoured by countless ghosts!
Thinking you're a genius and looking down on others? Now it's time to pay the price.

Blood Sea Lord pulled with both hands, and the sea of ​​blood in his body expanded. Then, a demon spewed out from the big banner behind him!
Xuehaijun himself has none of the qualities of an evil cultivator; he follows the orthodox path, using his vital energy to temper his blood sea by opening his essence gate.

However, this has a downside: by tempering the Blood Sea, a massive amount of vital energy is spent on it, so the physical body becomes weaker than that of a martial artist, with a weaker recovery ability, reduced strength, and no increase in killing power. Although it can improve the skin's defense and the vitality of blood and qi, it is ultimately no match for the physical body of a martial artist.

But that's not important; he doesn't make a living from that.

His origins are essentially that of feeding and raising evil spirits with his own blood.

The evil spirit fed on the sea of ​​blood is essentially his 'half-body', usually residing in the large banner behind him; this is where his killing power lies!
The name "Netherworld" comes from this!

The term "幽明" is not the same as "幽冥". "幽明" refers to both tangible and intangible phenomena. "幽" means yin and "明" means yang. The divination of "幽明" is a discussion of life and death, the difficulty of survival, and the distinction between life and death, and between the underworld and the human world.

The place where Yin and Yang meet is the place where Yin and Yang meet.

The Ghost King is Yin, while his own Blood Sea is Yang. The convergence of Yin and Yang is his foundation!
At this moment, Gao Jian's soul is being devoured by the myriad ghosts due to the magic within the seal, which will inevitably expose a flaw, or even leave him frozen in place, unable to move!

Let's take this opportunity to let him taste the Seven Realms Ghost King that I've raised!

The Ghost King lunged out, his face grotesque and his whole body radiating an aura of grumbling and indignation, making everyone break out in a cold sweat and their hair stand on end!

In an instant, blood soaked Gao Jian's feet, gradually spreading and softening the ground, making it feel like watermelon flesh. It was slippery and melted underfoot, and covered with watermelon seeds. Upon closer inspection, all the watermelon seeds were pairs of eyes!

The Ghost King lunged at Gao Jian—

In the next instant, the Ghost King split in two.

Between the two halves of the body, there was a gleaming blade!
(End of this chapter)