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Chapter 23: Cangnan's Past, the Original Demon Sect
After making a bet, Mei Yunqing finally let go of the hand that was holding him down.

Tang Hao's face suddenly lit up with joy. He took the volume of "Blood God Immortal Body Qi Refining Chapter" in front of him and began to read it.

Mei Yunqing recalled what had just happened and felt something was wrong.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but the moment Tang Hao announced the deal, he actually saw a look of triumph on the boy's face: "I must have seen it wrong."

However, when young people, especially teenagers, encounter such things, don’t they all like to emphasize their sense of justice, saying things like, “It must not violate morality,” etc.?

Why did this guy agree so readily? "Hmm... not only that, he even used words to make me make three conditions, as if he knew he would not lose."

The more she thought about it, the more something seemed wrong. Mei Yunqing stared at Tang Hao, who was happily flipping through a book.

After hesitating for a while, he asked, "Boy, you look so confident. Where does your confidence come from?"

Tang Hao was reading with great interest. He looked up from his book when he heard this. Seeing the look on Old Man Mei's face, he couldn't help but chuckle twice. "Elder Mei, there's no need to know about this. Just be prepared to do three things for me, hehe."

He had received three assists from Old Man Mei for nothing, and he was feeling quite proud. However, looking at his expression, he had a bad feeling. His smile faltered, and he asked anxiously, "Old Man Mei, you're not going to go back on your word right after you agreed, are you?"

"I always keep my word. Now that I've made a promise, how could I go back on it? Are you afraid I'll play tricks on a junior like you?" Mei Yunqing was displeased. How dare you doubt me? Then, realizing Tang Hao's address, he immediately puffed his beard and glared, angrily shouting, "What did you call me, kid?"

"Ahem... It's nothing. Just call me Elder Mei." Tang Hao was a little embarrassed, but he remained calm.

Mei Yunqing looked at him suspiciously and said in disbelief, "Why did I hear you call me Old Man Mei?"

As he said this, he looked at his daughter for confirmation, but Mei Zhen just covered her mouth and chuckled.

Not getting an answer, he turned his gaze to Luo Ke Di. It turned out that this fool had been lying on the stone table at some point, staring intently at the teacup, as if flowers had bloomed in the tea.

Tang Hao looked like he was kidding me and flatly denied it, "How is that possible? Elder, you must have heard wrongly. I respect you, how could I call you Old Man Mei?"

Seeing that Mei Yunqing finally stopped pestering him, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Inadvertently, he called out the name in his mind. "Luckily, we seem to be more familiar with each other now. If it was our first meeting, I'm afraid this old man would not have argued with him at all and would have just slapped him."

He silently picked up the cup and drank a sip of tea to cover up his mistake, then his eyes returned to the booklet.

Suddenly, Mei Yunqing seemed to have thought of something. His expression changed slightly, and he said seriously, "Tang boy, I'm warning you, don't do anything crooked. I'm asking you to agree to the conditions, but I won't harm you. If you act impulsively to win the bet and go astray, I will show no mercy."

"Don't worry about that. I will definitely not do anything rash in a game that I am sure to win." Tang Hao had buried his head in the book again and replied nonchalantly.

Elder Mei was so angry that he choked his teeth. However, he sensed the magical energy of Tang Hao, which was much purer than he had expected. He was a little surprised, but he didn't know what to say. "It seems that this kid's talent is much better than I judged. I hope he won."

But then she thought again, she was not betting with him for any real reason. If she really lost, she might even be happier. Thinking of this, Mei Yunqing immediately started to make tea with contentment.

While fiddling with it, he suddenly heard Tang Hao ask: "Elder, where did this technique come from? Why do I feel..."

Mei Yunqing didn't shy away from it, and also acted nonchalant, but her answer startled Tang Hao: "I found it from the corpse of a Blood Cult monk."

"Blood Cultivation Technique?" Tang Hao couldn't help swallowing his saliva. "You just gave it to me like that, and let me practice it openly?"

"That's nothing." Mei Yunqing gave him a half-smile, then added, "Also, let me correct what you said, kid. This is the Blood Cult's technique, not the Blood Cultivation technique."

Tang Hao asked doubtfully, "Is there any difference?"

"Hmph, ignorant." Mei Yunqing was too lazy to pay attention to him and continued to fiddle with the tea.

Mei Zhen, standing nearby, couldn't bear to watch, so he patted the old naughty boy's arm and explained to Tang Hao and the equally curious Luo Kedi, "The Blood God Immortal Body was only passed down through the Blood Sect, but it's actually an orthodox physical cultivation technique. Of course, the Blood Sect's practice has many modifications, and the Qi Refining Chapter doesn't cover them."

"I see." Tang Hao suddenly realized, "Then why is it called 'Blood God Immortal Body'? It's too easy for people to make associations. If I meet a moralist, without knowing the truth, and knowing that I have practiced this skill, I will not be exorcised by the demons and the moralists, right?"

"Puchi!" Mei Zhen found what he said interesting and couldn't help laughing: "Only you who have just entered the Tao have a vague understanding of it. Ordinary Qi training cultivators in the late stage who have begun to refine their bodies and prepare for foundation building all have some understanding of this matter. If they have the chance, the "Blood God Immortal Body" will even be their first choice. How could anyone want to kill you just for this." Tang Hao only then realized that this technique was so scarce, and old man Mei actually gave it to him. He couldn't help but cast a grateful look at him.

After offering some comfort, Mei Zhen explained the origins of this technique: "Also, the 'Blood God Immortal Body' isn't a direct descendant of the Blood Cult. Judging from the name, you probably thought it was created by someone like the Blood Cult's founder, right?"

Tang and Luo both nodded. They really thought so. "Isn't it?"

"Indeed, it's not. This technique is actually the innate divine skill of a physical cultivator from our Cangnan Region thousands of years ago. However, he was later surrounded and killed by the [Original Demon Sect]. I don't know how the [Original Demon Sect] obtained the technique."

"【Original Demon Sect】? Then how did it end up in the hands of the Blood Cult?" The two were puzzled.

Mei Zhen chuckled, signaling them not to worry. "The [Original Demon Sect] was once the dominant force in Cangnan Territory. Later, it was conquered by the five major immortal sects. The remnants who controlled the inheritance fled and established new sects in secret places. After thousands of years of development, the four major demon sects were formed today."

Tang Hao was dazzled by what he heard, as if he had traveled back to that turbulent era. Of course, he would never have wanted to travel back to that time. After regaining his composure, he said, "So, the Blood God Immortal Body is in the inheritance that the Blood Cult obtained?"

Mei Zhen smiled gently and nodded. Looking at him, he said, "It is said that when this technique is mastered, as long as a drop of blood or a trace of divine consciousness remains, one can be reborn."

"I'm afraid it's an exaggeration. If it were true, that great physical cultivator wouldn't have died just like that. He might still be alive and well now." Tang Hao didn't believe it and curled his lips.

Even a paternity test requires several drops of blood. Does a single drop contain complete DNA information? How can one reshape a body? If it's divine consciousness, then it would require possession, right? This is a world of immortal cultivation, after all, so this possibility must be considered.

"Tsk, he's still alive and well. The lifespan of a spirit being transformed is only three thousand years. This is thousands of years. Even if he hadn't died then, he would have turned into ashes by now. Read more books when you have time, Tang kid. Don't become a muscle-brained person by starting to train your body so early." Mei Yunqing made tea and sneered at him when he heard what he said.

Seeing that Tang Hao seemed unconvinced, he chuckled twice. Just as he was about to continue speaking, he suddenly sniffed his nose, his expression changed immediately, and he jumped up suddenly: "Oh no, my pill is gone!"

After saying that, he disappeared in a flash. The door of the alchemy room slammed, and his voice could be heard again: "It's okay, it's okay, Luo boy, stop chatting and come and help."

Luo Ke Di hurriedly stood up, nodded at Tang Hao, and ran to the alchemy room like the wind.

"It's like this again, alas..." Mei Zhensu held her forehead with her hand and sighed helplessly. She originally thought that her father came here because the elixir was ready, but she didn't expect that he was attracted by the excitement halfway.

Tang Hao didn't understand why, but he knew it was time for him to leave, so he packed up his belongings and stood up to say goodbye: "Senior Sister, please tell Elder Mei and Senior Brother Luo, I'll take my leave first."

Tang Hao refused Mei Zhen's offer to see him out and bowed before leaving. When he was about to reach the shop in the front hall, he slapped his forehead and realized that he had forgotten that Du Maocai wanted to buy some pills. He had to turn back and, with an embarrassed look on his face, asked Mei Zhen, who had a funny look on his face, to leave.

Sure enough, when I came out, I saw Du Maocai looking at this side eagerly.

Fortunately, everything went well, and Du Maocai got what he wanted and bought the elixir he wanted at a preferential price and in full.

Afterwards, they found a random restaurant near Meixian Danfang and had lunch.

After dinner, Tang Hao finally got them away and got the chance to act alone.

Walking along the route that Luo Ke Di came from, according to Old Wu, there are several shops worth visiting, and there are also many monks setting up stalls there.

Tang Hao turned out of a small alley and saw a lot of shops. There were also stall owners sitting on the ground on both sides of the road with various things placed in front of them.

He walked along, looking for treasures worth picking up.

Suddenly, Tang Hao stopped and something on a small stall caught his attention.

But the female stall owner looked at him strangely, which made him hesitate.

However, after a careful look and comparing his memories, he found that there were not many female cultivators he knew in the sect, and there seemed to be even fewer independent cultivators.

Tang Hao hesitated and squatted down in front of the stall under the strange look of the female stall owner.

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