The path to immortality through martial arts begins with being forced into marriage!

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The next day, at Chen Shi (7-9 AM).

The crimson mist above Blood Miasma Valley was still thick, but the sky was finally a little brighter than at night.

Xu Yunyan was also fast asleep, exhausted from the previous night.

Cui Yi didn't disturb them. He gently closed the door, stretched his limbs briefly in the courtyard, and then proceeded in the direction the Red Demon had indicated yesterday.

The closer they got to Blood Fiend Peak, the more desolate the surrounding environment became. Cui Yi himself didn't feel anything, but the dragon egg in the Floating Pagoda actually reacted in a rare way.

buzzing...

The enormous dragon egg swayed slightly, seemingly quite enjoying its environment.

Cui Yi's heart stirred slightly. Xi Yue had once said that hatching dragon eggs required a massive amount of spiritual energy, so this place might be the best place to hatch dragon eggs.

The Blood Robe Sect is not small in scale, so it is not surprising that it has an array that can gather spiritual energy.

If we can make use of it, it would be great to have an extra helper!

Before Cui Yi could think further, he suddenly sensed a powerful divine sense probing towards him!

Since cultivating the Refining Spirit Technique, Cui Yi's spiritual strength has increased significantly, and the existence of mental power has further enhanced his perception range.

Therefore, he was already aware of it the moment the divine sense entered his perception range.

"Um?"

Deep within the Blood Fiend Peak cave, the figure shrouded in surging blood mist murmured, and a flash of undisguised astonishment suddenly burst forth in his blood-flame-like eyes!

"It's interesting that a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator could detect my spying."

Upon hearing this, the Red Demon's face instantly broke into a smile, like a blooming old chrysanthemum: "Sect Leader, what do you think of my newly accepted disciple?"

"Putting everything else aside, is this level of intuition and control over one's own aura acceptable?"

Hun Ji glanced indifferently at the Crimson Ghost, whose tail was practically wagging in the air, and said sourly, "More than just pleasing to the eye, this kid's soul is naturally powerful; he's a good seedling for cultivating the Blood Fiend True Scripture."

"Unlike Mu Yang, this boy's resolve is far stronger. I must inform the Ancestor to appoint him as the Holy Son of our Blood Robe Sect!"

Holy Son!

Red Ghost was taken aback. He had expected the sect leader to be very interested in Cui Yi, but he hadn't expected him to be so good at it!

In the Blood-Clad Sect, the title of Holy Son is not only a prestigious one, but also represents unparalleled status and preferential treatment in resources!

Once someone is designated as a Holy Son, it means that they are officially recognized by the entire sect as the next sect leader or the core candidate for the sect's future leader!

The sect's resources will be unconditionally tilted towards them, and they will even arrange for the sect's top experts to provide guidance and protection!

His status was almost equivalent to that of the crown prince of a secular dynasty!

These are true prodigies, the hope for the future of the sect!

Over the centuries, the Blood Robe Sect has produced many exceptionally talented individuals, but only a handful have been crowned with the title of Holy Son!

The last person mentioned as having the potential to become a saint was a genius from decades ago, who unfortunately perished during an extremely dangerous mission, a truly regrettable loss.

"Then, on behalf of my worthless disciple, I would like to express my gratitude to the sect leader for his guidance and training!"

Hun Ji chuckled twice: "Don't be too happy yet. Becoming a Holy Son doesn't just depend on the Ancestor; it also depends on the opinions of the other twelve peaks."

"It's alright, I have complete confidence that my disciple can sweep aside the geniuses of the other twelve peaks!"

"Their talent is less than one ten-thousandth of my disciple's!"

The undisguised favoritism in Chi Gui's words made Hun Ji somewhat embarrassed: "This isn't the first time you've taken on disciples, why do you value this last disciple so much?"

"You don't understand, my judgment has always been sharp!"

"Look at my eldest disciple! He's only been my disciple for a mere hundred years, yet he's already firmly established himself in the Core Formation stage! And now he's even poised to break through to the mid-stage!"

"This talent and progress are top-tier even within the entire Bloodshed Abyss!"

"As for my second disciple, although his cultivation speed is a bit slower than the eldest, and he's a bit more reserved, his foundation is as solid as a lump of iron!"

"I'm currently at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm, just one step away from forming the Core Formation Realm!"

"Given time, his achievements may not be inferior to his senior's!"

"This junior disciple has reached the Foundation Establishment Realm in an even shorter period of cultivation."

"Even though further advancement in his cultivation level is much more difficult than the initial stages, I still firmly believe that he will achieve great things in the future!"

"Even though we both know that the path of cultivation becomes increasingly difficult as we progress, the transition from Foundation Establishment to Core Formation is a hurdle, and the transition from Core Formation to Nascent Soul is an insurmountable barrier!"

"But for some reason, I just have this feeling that this lad... is destined for greatness!"

"He might even go further than his two senior brothers!"

"Okay! Stop! Stop it now!"

"Your disciple is the best in the world, alright? He's got a bright future ahead of him, maybe even able to ascend to immortality in broad daylight!"

Hunji couldn't stand Chigui's arrogant attitude any longer, so he quickly waved for him to go and fetch the person: "Your good disciple is already standing at the door, what are you still doing here chatting with me? Are you just going to show off forever?"

Before he could finish speaking, Cui Yi's voice came from outside the cave.

"Master, your disciple Cui Yi requests an audience!"

The smug look on Red Demon's face instantly faded a bit, but the smile in his eyes deepened.

He cleared his throat, straightened his robes, adopted a dignified demeanor befitting a teacher, and addressed the stone gate in a loud voice:

"Come in."

Hun Ji ignored him, taking a half-step back into the shadows behind him, his aura becoming increasingly concealed, as if he were about to completely merge into the darkness.

But those deep, dark eyes still gazed curiously at the slowly opening stone door of the cave.

Outside the door, Cui Yi slowly walked in through the light.

Today, Cui Yi was wearing a cotton coat that Xu Yunyan had made for him. The uniform that the Jingyao Division had previously issued to him had been left at home and used as a rag.

Because it was custom-made, it looked quite flattering to Cui Yi's figure, and even his expression seemed much clearer.

When Cui Yi entered, he did not speak directly to Chi Gui. Instead, he bowed slightly towards the direction where Hun Ji was hiding and said, "Junior Cui Yi greets senior."

Red Demon's old face suddenly stiffened, and even Soul Silence in the darkness trembled.

"You brat... your spiritual sense is actually quite remarkable."

Having already been discovered, there was no point in continuing to hide, so Hunji revealed himself, his interest in Cui Yi growing even stronger.

Cui Yi carefully examined the other party. The identical blood-stained clothing suggested that he was at least an elder, just like Chi Gui.

"Just now, when I was at the foot of the mountain, I sensed a divine consciousness, which must also be yours, senior."

"Yes, it's me."

Hunji did not deny it: "Your teacher is very strict in accepting disciples. Blood Fiend Peak is the peak with the fewest disciples among the thirteen peaks of the Blood Robe Sect. Even with you, there are only three disciples."

"Now it seems you are indeed extraordinary. No wonder your teacher has considered taking you on as a disciple again."