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Chapter 117 The Blood Demon Scripture

The so-called "Knife Maniac" was none other than Chen Ming after his transformation. He carried one person in each hand, moving at a remarkable speed, and instead of taking the official road, he headed straight for the mountain.

More than two months have passed since he left Qingfeng City, from the dead of winter to the early spring. He has traveled through most of Jiangzhou, seven prefectures, and covered two thousand miles.

A total of 89 sixth-rank martial artists were defeated by him, until half a month ago when they encountered the madman Xiao Qianhao.

At that time, he was still tens of thousands of experience points short of breaking through to the fifth rank. He was no match for this genuine fifth-rank expert.

That was the toughest battle he fought after transmigrating, and he escaped with his life by jumping into the river, despite being injured.

I also lost several thousand experience points.

Although Chen Ming escaped, Xiao Qianhao was like a persistent thorn in his side. No matter which way he ran, this guy could catch up quickly; his sense of smell was extremely keen.

Before he knew it, he had come all the way to Yujie County. Today, he was almost caught again, but in the end, he had a sudden inspiration and ran to this inn. When no one was paying attention, he hid on the roof beam.

As the saying goes, the darkest place is under the lamp, and Xiao Qianhao indeed did not notice that there was someone on the beam.

Then, Chen Ming witnessed several dramatic events, including encountering the Demon Prince and Deng Ziyang.

He was initially poisoned as well, but after circulating his inner energy for several weeks, he expelled the poison. This shows that his inner energy was very special, capable of easily expelling even such a rare poison.

He only revealed himself after seeing that the three fourth-rank experts were all severely injured and lying on the ground.

How could he possibly miss such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?
A fourth-rank official, more than ten levels higher than him. If he could win just once, how many experience points would he get?

As for taking advantage of someone's misfortune, the one who gets cursed is Mad Blade, what does that have to do with me, Chen Ming?
You have defeated a level 58 enemy and gained 14000 experience points.

You have defeated a level 65 enemy and gained 26000 experience points.

You have defeated a level 66 enemy and gained 28000 experience points.

You have defeated a level 68 enemy and gained 32000 experience points.

One fifth-rank and three fourth-rank, together, equal 100,000 experience points. For him, it was a windfall.

……

About half an hour later, Chen Ming hurried along and saw a wooden house in the mountains. He then carried the two people in his hands over to it.

There was no one inside. It looked like no one had lived there for a while. It was probably built by hunters from the neighborhood for them to spend the winter nights in.

He pushed open the door, went in, and put the two of them down.

The demon prince's face was deathly pale, and he was looking at him with venomous eyes.

Although Deng Ziyang's eyes were still closed, his breathing changed slightly halfway through the journey, which Chen Ming could not miss. He realized that the guy had woken up and was just pretending to be unconscious.

Chen Ming looked at the Demon Prince and said, "I'm quite curious about the Blood Demon Sect's techniques. Would you be willing to show them to me?"

The Demon Prince sneered, "If I showed it to you, would you let me go?"

Chen Ming said, "I've heard that the Longevity Sect's cultivation techniques are extremely unique, capable of choosing their own master. I'm quite curious, if you die, will a cultivation technique drop out?"

The Demon Prince's expression changed slightly.

Although this guy used strange words, he could still understand what he was trying to say.

He gritted his teeth and said, "If you spare me, I can give you the Blood Demon Scripture. With it, you will be the current Demon Prince. As long as you seize the Blood Demon Scriptures from the other Demon Princes, you can advance to a realm above the first rank and become the current Demon Lord!"

Chen Ming chuckled, "I think you've misunderstood. I just wanted to see the secret techniques of the Blood Demon Scripture. I have no intention of practicing this demonic art."

The most alluring aspect of the Blood Demon Scripture is its ability to devour the true energy of others and refine them into "human pills," thus rapidly increasing one's cultivation level.

It is precisely this characteristic that allows the Blood Demon Sect to use this technique to win over and corrupt small and medium-sized families. These families, lacking proper techniques, are stuck at a certain level and find it difficult to resist the allure of the "Blood Demon True Scripture" in their pursuit of breakthrough.

But it was useless to him.

As long as he keeps gaining experience points, he can keep getting stronger. He doesn't even need to kill anyone or make enemies of the world. Isn't that a hundred times better than the "Blood Demon Scripture"?
The Demon Prince, however, did not believe him and sneered, "You are lying. No one would be unmoved by such a divine skill as the Blood Demon Scripture. Let me tell you the truth, even if you kill me, you will not obtain the Blood Demon Scripture. It will choose its next master on its own."

Chen Ming's curiosity was piqued by his words. It seemed that this cultivation technique not only had a physical form but also self-awareness...

Hey, isn't this a magic weapon?
He suddenly became interested and thought he might as well just kill him and see what the "Blood Demon Scripture" looked like.

The Demon Prince seemed to sense the killing intent in his eyes, his expression changed abruptly, and he immediately changed his words, saying, "How about this, you take a look at the 'Blood Demon True Scripture' first before making a decision."

After he finished speaking, a small bump appeared slightly between his eyebrows. A few seconds later, a drop of bright red blood seeped out, and the blood quickly spread out, forming a character in the air.

This strange phenomenon surprised Chen Ming.

This method transcends the realm of ordinary martial arts. The person who left behind this technique must have been at an extremely high level.

He was thinking to himself, and soon he was drawn to the article.

The blood-red lettering seemed to sense his gaze; as he progressed, the lettering scrolled on its own, revealing the following content.

These blood-written words seemed to possess a magical power. Although they were written in ancient and difficult-to-understand script, he could understand their meaning naturally as soon as he saw them.

At this moment, Deng Ziyang, who was sitting next to him, also opened his eyes and stared intently at the blood-red words, reading the contents with great eagerness.

……

a long time.

Chen Ming finally finished reading and asked, somewhat unsatisfied, "Why are there no contents for the eighth and ninth levels?"

The blood-written words had faded away, transforming back into a drop of blood that merged into the Demon Prince's brow and disappeared.

The Demon Prince looked somewhat tired and explained, "Only by breaking through to the third rank, killing another Demon Prince, and seizing his blood bead, which I can then fuse with my own, can I obtain the subsequent cultivation techniques."

Chen Ming understood: the Blood Demon Sect used the method of raising Gu poison to select its successor.

It must be said that this "Blood Demon Scripture" is indeed something special; it is a peerless demonic art that has been passed down for thousands of years without interruption.

If it weren't for the "Two Elements True Skill," he really would have been tempted to learn it.

The extraordinary properties of this demonic art will only be revealed after reaching the third rank.

Those below the third rank, aside from having the ability to absorb and refine the true energy of others, are not particularly outstanding in combat. It is precisely because of this that this demon prince has been hiding in the shadows, and has even pushed out another person to use the demon prince's name to draw fire for him.

Just now at the inn, when facing Wang Yumei who was poisoned, he had to rely on a sneak attack to severely injure her, and even so, he was also struck by a palm.

Facing the poisoned Duan Peicheng, both sides suffered heavy losses. Their performance was quite poor.

At this moment, the Demon Prince seized the opportunity to ask, "How is it? If you learn this 'Blood Demon True Scripture,' you'll have a chance to advance to the third rank within a few years. I'll give you this blood bead; in the future, you may even reach the first rank. You just need to release—"

Phew!

The demon prince felt a sharp pain in his chest. Looking down, he saw a knife stuck in his chest. He looked incredulous and moved his mouth as if he wanted to say something.

Chen Ming had already pulled the knife out, and blood spurted out a meter high.

The light in the demon's eyes quickly faded, and he died with his eyes wide open, unable to rest in peace.

You have killed a level 65 enemy and gained 60000 experience points.

Chen Ming looked at the demon in front of him, wiped the blood off his sword on the demon's body, and then sheathed his sword.

He feels no guilt whatsoever about killing this kind of person.

At this moment, a drop of bright red blood seeped out from between the Demon Prince's eyebrows, paused in mid-air for a moment, and then suddenly flew towards Chen Ming.

"roll!"

He snorted with a look of disgust.

The drop of blood seemed to sense his rejection. It drew an arc in the air, turned a corner, and flew straight towards Deng Ziyang beside him, disappearing into his brow.

Deng Ziyang let out a scream, and the veins on his face bulged out, like earthworms crawling under his skin.

Chen Ming was somewhat surprised, but there was nothing he could do.

The blood droplets were moving too fast for him to stop.

This result was somewhat unexpected for him.

But it's not too bad, is it?

Just as the Demon Prince said before, once Deng Ziyang had cultivated the Blood Demon Scripture, he had no other choice.

If he doesn't want to die, he has no choice but to go down a dead end.

Now that the Blood Bead has chosen him, it means he has become the new Demon Child. This can be considered as fate in the dark.

After a while, Chen Ming saw that Deng Ziyang's strange condition had begun to subside and he had calmed down. He sighed inwardly and left the wooden house.

……

Soon after, Deng Ziyang woke up from his coma and found that the Mad Blade had disappeared, leaving only the corpse of the former Demon Prince beside him.

He stood there stunned for a moment, recalling what had happened before he lost consciousness, and couldn't help but look down at his hands.
After the blood bead entered his body, he had already broken through to the sixth rank and condensed true qi within his body.

"He just left like that?"

In fact, Deng Ziyang had a vague feeling that the Mad Blade didn't seem to have any ill intentions towards him.

In retrospect, my gut feeling was right.

Not only did Mad Blade spare him, he also bestowed upon him an immense opportunity—not just the Blood Pearl, but also…

Deng Ziyang looked at the corpse beside him and took a deep breath.

This is the corpse of a fourth-rank expert, which can be refined into a fifth-rank human pill, enough to help him break through to the fifth rank.

Originally, Deng Ziyang was very resistant to the idea of ​​refining human pills.

However, the thought of Zhu Xixi, who was still in the inn, made him forget everything else. Without sufficient strength, how could he win her back?

Deng Ziyang thought to himself, "I will repay this kindness in the future!"

Knowing he couldn't stay any longer, he picked up the corpse beside him, left the wooden house, and disappeared into the mountains.

……

An hour later, Duan Peicheng arrived at the wooden house with several of his men.

Looking at the bloodstains on the ground and the traces that had just been left, his face turned ugly, and he angrily kicked away the pot that was propped up in the middle.

We're too late!
……

"It's time to go back."

At this moment, Chen Ming was already dozens of miles away. After dealing with Xiao Qianhao, he no longer needed to worry about being hunted down.

Moreover, he had just offended that blue-clad captain surnamed Duan terribly, so he naturally could no longer use the identity of "Knife Madman".

Although this trip was filled with unexpected events and dangers, I was fortunate enough to escape unscathed and even unexpectedly gained a large amount of experience points. I completed the mission ahead of schedule.

With this in mind, he opened the panel with a pleasant mood.

【Level: 49】

Current points: 160000

[Techniques: Iron Horse Stake (Fifth Level Perfection), Two Elements True Skill (Fourth Level 546781/600000)]

Martial Arts: Three Talents Fist (Mastery), Eight Trigrams Saber Technique (Mastery), Zhuang Family Flying Knife (Mastery), Swallow Return Sword Technique (Mastery), Vermilion Bird Sword Technique (Mastery 21/500000)

[Secret Technique: The Art of Disguise (Mastery)]

Now, he has accumulated enough experience points to break through to the fifth rank at any time. It can be said that he has returned with a full harvest.

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