Surviving in a chaotic world and becoming a saint by adding points

Three meters away from the Flame Master, Chen Ran's internal energy surged.

A punch was thrown.

A strong sense of death welled up in Ming Huoshi's mind, and he instinctively wanted to dodge to the side, but the narrow terrain limited his ability to maneuver.

"Bang!!!"

As expected, he was instantly killed by Chen Ran's punch.

After tossing the headless corpse aside, Chen Ran immediately lay down on the ground, maximizing his senses to find out if there were any hidden sentries around.

After a while, no threat was perceived.

Chen Ran began to examine the corpse.

Apart from some loose silver, there was nothing else.

He didn't mind and kept them all.

The trees, close to the cliff edge, can keep a constant watch on Zhengde Temple below.

Chen Ran climbed the tree to observe the situation below.

Below, inside Zhengde Temple, a flame shot into the sky, accompanied by billowing smoke.

A follower of the Pure Fire sect, dressed in purple robes, was dragging several women toward the main hall where the Buddha statues were enshrined.

The followers of the Pure Fire sect surrounded the entire Zhengde Temple.

In the very center of the courtyard, on dozens of pillars, people were being bled like piglets.

Blood flowed like a pillar, rushing into a room.

This bizarre scene made Chen Ran's heart sink.

This is clearly a sacrificial ritual of this cult, as can be seen from the direction in which the blood is flowing.

Fortunately, Chen Ran did not find Wu Heng, which was a stroke of good luck amidst misfortune.

The lack of confirmation is good news in itself.

Slowly descending from the tree, Chen Ran came to Wu Nianchu's side.

"Zhengde Temple should have been breached by the Jinghuo Sect. The entire Zhengde Temple is under the control of the Jinghuo Sect. I have observed for a period of time, and Wu Heng is not among them."

"Brother Chen, what should we do now?"

Faced with this sudden situation, Wu Nianchu was somewhat at a loss.

She hoped Chen Ran could investigate and see if her brother was inside Zhengde Temple, but at the same time, she didn't want Chen Ran to go down there, fearing he might encounter danger.

On one side is her own brother, and on the other is the person she loves. She can't bear to see either of them suffer.

She can only leave the choice to Chen Ran now.

"It's not safe here anymore, let's go back for now."

After saying that, Chen Ran pulled Wu Nianchu toward the cave where they had been before.

By the time we returned to the cave, it was already getting dark.

"You stay here. I'll go to Zhengde Temple to check on things. If we encounter any danger, hide. It's dangerous in the wild."

"Brother Chen, you absolutely must be careful."

After giving the instructions, Wu Nianchu hid in a corner.

After confirming that the other party was well hidden, Chen Ran headed towards Zhengde Temple, no longer burdened by Wu Nianchu.

With the Divine Form Step activated, Chen Ran's speed reached its limit.

"Waaah~"

In the distance, the howling of wolves echoed continuously.

In the dark and quiet wilderness, Chen Ran could occasionally feel the watchful eyes of wild animals.

It was still early spring, and most wild animals had not yet woken up. If all the beasts were awake, there would be even more lurking in the shadows.

Once back on the cliff, Chen Ran carefully inspected the area to make sure no one had been there before climbing a large tree to continue looking down at the view.

The entire Zhengde Temple was brightly lit, and a large bonfire was burning fiercely. One after another, the blood-drained corpses were being thrown into the fire by the surrounding members of the Purification Fire Sect.

The person had died only in the afternoon, yet the body was in a state of mummification.

What could possibly absorb all the blood in a person's body?!

With this in mind, Chen Ran became even more curious about the things in the room.

"Hurry up, hurry up."

Just as Chen Ran was pondering, a faint voice came from behind him.

Several dozen more people were brought up under the escort of several members of the Chakravartin sect.

The figure of one of them made Chen Ran raise an eyebrow.

It was Wu Heng, whom I had been searching for all along.

He was indeed at Zhengde Temple, just as Wu Nianchu had said.

At this moment, Wu Heng's body was covered with countless wounds, and blood was constantly dripping from his body.

Seeing this, Chen Ran no longer hesitated, stepped down from the trees, and made his way towards the gate of Zhengde Temple.

………….

Inside Shotoku Temple.

Beside the wooden stake.

"Heh, so what if he's a second-level warrior? He was still beaten into an idiot by Lord Tie Sha. What a piece of trash."

"Although he's an idiot, he's still a second-level warrior, which is perfect for completing the sacrifice. Otherwise, all that 'woman skin' would be wasted."

"That's true. With the blood of these two warriors, the sacrifice should be almost enough."

"By the way, brother, what exactly is in that room? Why is it so mysterious?"

"You want to know? You can push the door open and go in to see for yourself."

"No, no, I'm not that curious. I don't want to know, I don't want to know."

Looking at the chilling smile on her boss's face, Liu Yu still felt that it was better that she hadn't come.

After all, the person who pushed open that door has never come out.

Soon, several members of the Purification Cult tied the person to a wooden stake.

"My lord, please spare me."

"My lord, I have no meat. I know there are still people there. Please don't tie me up."

"You bunch of cultists, you'd better let me go back. I'm...!"

Threats and pleas for mercy rose and fell, until they were tied to the stakes and the blindfolds and gags were removed, only then could they see their surroundings and location clearly.

Seeing the corpse burning in the campfire not far away, I was instantly terrified.

"Sizzle~"

The knife tip sliced ​​through the leg artery, and large gushes of blood gushed from the refugee's body.

"Aaaaaaah!!!!!"

At this moment, whether they were refugees or masters and nobles, a certain kind of equality was finally achieved.

As the blood gushed out, it seemed as if it were sentient, slowly flowing from the ground toward a certain place.

The target is the door that has always been tightly closed.

Although this wasn't the first time they'd witnessed such a situation, the Purification Cult members still felt their limbs grow cold and their hearts pound with fear.

"This second-level warrior's skin is so thick, it's impossible to cut through it. Stop looking, you guys come and help quickly."

Wu Heng's eyes were vacant as he stared blankly ahead, grinning foolishly.

A member of the Purification Cult was repeatedly slashing at Wu Heng's carotid artery with a sharp dagger.

Unfortunately, these people were just ordinary people, and the daggers in their hands were not any kind of divine weapons, so they couldn't cut Wu Heng's skin at all.

Upon hearing this, the group rushed forward, but unfortunately, even with their full strength, they were unable to inflict any damage on Wu Heng.

Just as they were wondering whether they should find someone to manage the fire.

A fragrant breeze wafted out from the cold wind.

"Can you smell anything?"

"It smells nice? It smells so good."

"No, this is...."

"Pat-pat-pat~"

The leader's expression changed drastically, and before he could react, everyone lay down straight.

Beside the campfire, Chen Ran's tall figure slowly emerged.