From Blood Mage to Styx Ancestor

Chapter 356 Sacrifice for Death

On the official road, a carriage sped past, its noise startling the bandits lying in ambush ahead.

"Watch your stepmother! The boss has ordered that we capture them alive, or you'll be the ones sacrificed!"

The leader sternly rebuked the man and turned back to keep his eyes on the target, only to see a dark figure flash past in front of him.

With a dizzying sensation, he fainted for a moment. When he woke up, he was no longer in the same place, but lying on the official road.

Blood flowed like rivers all around, and corpses piled up like mountains. This scene terrified the young leader, making him much more alert.

"What do you mean by 'sending them to the altar'?"

A male voice entered my ears, cold yet carrying a hint of naivety.

The seasoned leader immediately realized that the person questioning him was a young man, about fifteen or sixteen years old.

Being young means lack of experience, and also means being easily fooled.

With a quick thought, the leader immediately came up with an idea to try and fool them first.

"If you want him to confess honestly, you should first torture him severely until he's out of his mind and won't be able to fool you."

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A more mature voice rang out from the side, and just hearing it, the little leader felt a surge of murderous aura.

In just a moment, his defenses were breached, and all his thoughts were swept away by the murderous aura.

"Wait, sir, hold on! I'll tell you everything!"

He was so frightened that he prostrated himself on the ground and begged for mercy loudly.

Liu Wuxian glanced at him, then looked at Mo Di. After receiving the latter's instruction, he asked again, "What do you mean by 'sending them to the altar'?"

"We recently got a new chieftain, and this one is different from the others. He's a follower of some kind of 'No-Life Cult,' and they say it's best to use human blood sacrifices."

"The people in several nearby villages had all been sacrificed, and there was really no one left, so the chieftain ordered us to come out and rob people."

"That sounds like something a heretical cultivator would do," Liu Wuxian commented, frowning. "Could it be that the chieftain is a heretical cultivator?"

Modi suddenly interjected, "His Wusheng Sect, could it be that it has a white lotus symbol, believes in the Eternal Mother, and is trying to create some kind of vacuum homeland?"

"How did you know?" the leader asked in surprise.

"Watch your attitude," Liu Wuxian said fiercely. "We're asking you questions now; you have no right to ask them."

"We've run into a professional rebel."

Modi was speechless for a moment. He had long heard of the White Lotus Sect's reputation, but he never expected that they had even expanded to this place.

That Eternal Mother must also be a person of great supernatural powers.

"Senior Mo, what should we do?"

Liu Wuxian spoke somewhat awkwardly, but his attitude became noticeably more respectful.

He knew that a pitifully thick barrier had already separated him from Mordy.

"No need to be so formal, you don't need to call me senior."

"Rituals cannot be abandoned, and besides..."

"Besides, his master calls him 'senior.' If he doesn't, wouldn't he be a generation above his master? That would easily make things difficult for him."

"Suit yourself. As for your question, didn't you already have the answer?"

Modi waved his hand, "Our main purpose on this trip is to investigate and practice, and clearing out the bandit stronghold is also part of that. Just go ahead and do it."

Inside the Scripture Pavilion, he discussed the matter with a group of elders from the Feather Transformation Sect, and most of them supported the spiritual energy revolution.

There's nothing we can do about not supporting them, since the two strongest and most powerful figures in the Feather Transformation Sect are both on Mo Di's side.

Moreover, the spiritual revolution and the new alchemy method also gave them a glimmer of hope, a chance to break free from the wrath of heaven and ascend to immortality.

They have been unable to make any progress for a long time, largely because they themselves are unwilling to break through.

Because once they break through, their energy level will cross that line, thus triggering divine jealousy.

They couldn't even step out of the Feather Transformation Sect; without the great formation to shield and suppress them, they could break through at any moment.

Only Sect Master Mo Fufeng has the right to carry a sect-protecting magic treasure and has the ability to step out of the mountain gate, unlike them who are trapped in the Feather Transformation Sect.

These old men would seize any opportunity, however slight.

Standing to the side, Liu Wuxian was taken aback and asked in confusion, "What does clearing out the bandit stronghold have to do with our investigation of the people's conditions and promoting the spiritual energy revolution?"

Before Modi could answer, his master jumped out and said seriously, "If the senior says it exists, then it exists. Kid, just do as he says."

Mo Di chuckled and shook his head. "Whether it matters or not is up to you. You already have the answer in your heart. I don't need to say more. After all, you are the messenger of the Feather Transformation Sect who travels outside."

The position of Commander was created specifically for Liu Wuxian after the group of old men discussed it for a while.

Although they didn't quite trust this young man, they trusted Modi, this old monster whose true nature was unknown.

The people that Modi chooses, no matter how bad they are, can't be that bad. Can their judgment be as good as Modi's, a veteran?

As the envoy, Liu Wuxian can mobilize all the disciples and elders of the Feathered Ascension Sect within its territory, as well as the forces of various branch sects.

These branch sects were all established by disciples of the Feathered Ascension Sect. Those disciples who did not want to stay in the sect would go outside the sect to establish new sects and protect the Feathered Ascension Sect.

Normally, these sects would select disciples and send them to the Feathered Ascension Sect for training.

If a sect faces difficulties, simply write a letter to the Feathered Ascension Sect, and you will receive their assistance.

"If you're worried you can't win, you can use that envoy token to call for help from nearby branch sects," Modi said.

Liu Wuxian shook his head. "According to these bandits, their chieftain can't be that strong. I should be able to handle him."

Modi simply smiled at these words and did not refute them.

Young people are always proud and arrogant, always thinking they can solve everything themselves.

Even someone as strong as him never imagined he would shoulder everything alone.

When he plotted to seize the throne of the Killing Heaven, he pulled Yuri into the fold; and here, he pulled in that group of old men from the Feather Transformation Sect.

Once Liu Wuxian experiences the harsh realities of life, he'll know what to do.

The remnant soul within Liu Wuxian's body was also helpless. She knew why the Feather Transformation Sect had given him the title of Envoy; it was because they thought Liu Wuxian's cultivation was too low and were afraid he couldn't handle things on his own.

They didn't care at all that Liu Wuxian abused his power as the envoy, since Mo Di was watching him, so even if he abused it, he couldn't abuse it too much.

They were just afraid that Liu Wuxian wouldn't be willing to use it.

"You know how to get up the mountain, right?"

Liu Wuxian grabbed the leader and demanded an answer fiercely.

"Yes, yes, I'll take you two gentlemen up the mountain right away!"

The leader was in a terrible predicament. He could tell that this kid was a hothead who liked to act impulsively. Who knew if he would be killed by a sword at the next moment?

In order not to anger the two, he obediently led the way.

"This isn't your first time robbing someone, is it?" Modi suddenly asked.

"Uh, yes, it's not the first time, but sir, I was forced into this by the chieftain. If it weren't for him, we would have just robbed people, not done this kind of thing."

Looking at his bloodshot eyes, and glancing at his purplish fingernails and sparse, blackened teeth, Mo Di smiled but said nothing.

His strange attitude sent chills down the spine of the minor leader, who dared not say a word and led the way with his head down.

"It's just ahead."

Pointing to the outline of the mountain stronghold ahead, the young leader said.

Liu Wuxian nodded, about to fulfill his promise to release the person, when a flash of blood appeared before his eyes.

By the time he came to his senses, the bandit leader in front of him had already been decapitated.

The joy of surviving a calamity still lingered on the head that had fallen to the ground.

"This... Senior Mo, why...?"

"You've already promised to let him go; I haven't promised him anything."

Modi formed a sword with his fingers and casually slashed at the corpse of the minor leader.

The leader's abdomen was slashed open by the sword energy, and then the flesh rolled outwards, revealing its contents.

"That is..." Liu Wuxian was stunned, his eyes widening.

What he saw were some undigested remnants.

Although you can't tell what it originally was just by looking at its appearance, there is no doubt that these residues are tainted with a strong aura belonging to other people.

"It's not his own energy, but the energy of other people. In other words, he has eaten people, and quite a lot of them."

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Modi used his sword energy to lift the corpse's fingers and then took the little leader's head.

"If you look at his eyes, teeth, and nails, those with similar characteristics are basically cannibals. If you encounter one, don't show him any mercy."

Liu Wuxian felt a chill run down his spine. "Are those bandit henchmen like this too?"

"More or less, only a few are missing."

A spark dripped from Modi's fingertip, precisely incinerating the little leader's corpse before extinguishing it silently.

"Let's get down to business first. This situation is probably quite common in that mountain stronghold. You'll be busy."

He was also curious: Did the White Lotus Sect's doctrine contain any content about cannibalism? Or did the chieftain make it up himself?

Driven by curiosity to uncover the truth, he followed the preoccupied Liu Wuxian into the mountain stronghold.

Bang!

The gate was violently blasted open, crushing several henchmen behind it to death. Liu Wuxian didn't say a word, and began to slaughter them with his spirit sword.

Although the bandits were numerous, they were ultimately just mortals and had no power to fight back against Liu Wuxian, who had cultivated Qi.

Although he was not very talented, he had an old man to help him improve, and he even won first place in the outer sect competition of the Feather Transformation Sect. He was not comparable to these bandits.

In the entire village, the only person who posed a threat to him was the village chief, who was suspected of being an evil cultivator.

"This idea is tricky, go get the boss!"

After another wave of bandits was wiped out, their morale finally collapsed, and they scattered and fled in terror.

The later bandits, caught up with those in front, fled out of the stronghold without even understanding the situation.

But a barrier that suddenly appeared cut off their only way out, trapping them all inside the mountain stronghold.

Liu Wuxian looked at Mo Di and gave him a grateful look.

Unexpectedly, Modi shook his head.

"Why are you looking at me? I didn't raise this barrier."

"If it wasn't your doing, senior? Then who could it be...?" Liu Wuxian paused for a moment, but his sword-wielding continued.

"Of course it's me."

A loud voice rang out, attracting the attention of both the bandits and Liu Wuxian, who all turned to look at the source of the sound.

A burly man, as tall as an iron tower, turned his gaze toward Liu Wuxian with a hearty smile, making no attempt to conceal his murderous intent.

"The boss!"

"It's the boss! We're saved!"

Upon seeing this chivalrous man, the bandits cheered, and their broken morale was restored.

In contrast, Liu Wuxian had lost his initial composure, his expression now solemn, as if facing a formidable enemy.

This person's aura is no less than mine; no wonder he was able to subdue this group of thugs.

Modi also cast a curious glance at the leader.

In his perception, although the leader's aura was extremely weak, it contained some familiar elements.

"I sensed the aura of death. Could it be related to the demons of the path to death?"

"What do you intend to do by trapping these thugs here?"

Before he finished speaking, Liu Wuxian stuck two talismans on his body and his figure turned into a blur as he rushed towards the leader.

"Hmph, they only resort to despicable means."

The leader snorted coldly, and without stopping, retreated, just avoiding the sword light that bloomed in front of him.

"To deal with a heretic like you, there's no need for chivalry or honor; let's all fight side by side!"

These words startled the leader, who thought there was an ambush nearby. Caught off guard, he revealed several openings and was struck by Liu Wuxian's sword several times.

But after confirming that Liu Wuxian was alone, he immediately realized what was going on and angrily said, "Are you really a disciple of the Feathered Ascension Sect? Why are you resorting to such dirty tricks?"

"To deal with evil cultivators like you, we have to be even more despicable and filthy than evil cultivators!" Liu Wuxian said righteously, without any embarrassment.

The leader was so angry he almost laughed.

"Nonsense!" He regained his fighting rhythm, forcing Liu Wuxian back with a strike imbued with a dense aura of death. "I am not an evil cultivator; my heart and actions are as clear as a mirror!"

With another swing of his blade, death energy spread outwards from him, eroding the surrounding soil and vegetation.

"Everything we do is just!"

The air was thick with deathly energy. Any bandit who came into contact with it could only last for two breaths before dying as their life force dissipated.

On their deathbeds, they all stared wide-eyed, completely unable to comprehend the reason why their leader had done this.

They didn't understand, let alone Liu Wuxian.

"What are you doing?" Liu Wuxian dodged the deathly aura that was entangling him, his face showing confusion and apprehension.

"If I'm not mistaken, his goal is simply to spread death."

As soon as Mo Di's voice came from behind, he heard the leader's wild laughter.

"Since they're all a bunch of damned scum anyway, we might as well use our lives to make one last contribution to the world and put death on the right track."

The gray mist enveloped the leader's body, and Liu Wuxian could only hear his voice but couldn't see him at all.

He dared not venture deeper into the gray fog, fearing he would suffer the same fate as those bandits.

"The world is sick; death is about to leave it. We must sacrifice enough deaths to save the world!"

The leader's voice grew increasingly hoarse, until finally, only a beastly roar remained.

"It must be stopped, it must not be allowed to continue to corrupt..."

""

Kid, run! This is beyond your capabilities.

Looking at the blurry, inhuman-like outline in the gray mist, Liu Wuxian felt a pang of regret. "I know, Master."

He wanted to retreat, but the gray fog had no intention of letting him go and continued to spread outwards without stopping.

He could hear heavy breathing and running sounds coming from behind him; even though he couldn't see them, he could imagine the ferocious beast chasing him.

"Lower your head."

An unquestionable voice resounded from the bottom of his heart, and Liu Wuxian did as he was told without hesitation, only managing a hurried glance.

The two beams of sword light, like two vicious dragons, opened their mouths wide and bit down on the gray mist.