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On the Eve of Chapter 163 [Part 1]

After dealing with Bai Yao.

Hu Long glanced around.

With this, the Pure Fire Sect was completely wiped out, the only pity being that those two people escaped.

What annoyed Hu Long was that the two guys tried to get his information before they left, treating him like a fool.

"The Wei family, you like to play dead, don't you? Sooner or later, I'll make sure you two are really dead—"

Hu Long muttered something to himself.

He also developed a slight interest in the Soul Clan's puppetry techniques.

He wouldn't mind visiting the Wei family in person if given the chance.

Of course, not now; at the very least, one must break through to the Yuan Dan realm.

Thinking of this.

He looked up at the Z-shaped lightning bolts that occasionally streaked across the distant sky.

With a flicker, he disappeared from the spot.

At the same time.

Nanling City.

Inside a luxuriously decorated hotel suite, a faint scent of sandalwood wafts through the air.

Thunder rumbled outside the window, and raindrops pattered against the glass.

The curtains were tightly closed, leaving only a few rays of dim yellow light from the wall lamps.

The shadows cast long, slanted shadows by the two figures sitting cross-legged in the room.

One is a man and the other a woman, their breathing long and even. The other is motionless, like two statues.

Suddenly, without warning, both of them trembled.

Crimson blood gushed from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, meandering down his pale face in a horrifying sight.

The next moment, they opened their eyes at the same time.

Their eyes met, and they both saw surprise and uncertainty in each other's eyes.

"Just who is that person? He severely injured our puppet with a single blow, and even the two of us combined couldn't withstand a single attack!"

The woman spoke first.

She looked no more than eighteen or nineteen years old, and her heavy smoky makeup looked particularly eerie under the lights, making her look exactly like a street-smart young woman.

However, upon closer inspection, her facial features bore a striking resemblance to the puppet Soul tide that had previously self-destructed.

As for the man beside him, he also bore a striking resemblance to the ghost.

Of course, this is not a coincidence, but rather because the two of them are the true original beings.

What appeared earlier in the abandoned factory area were just two human puppets.

Otherwise, why would he have so decisively self-destructed without even a hint of begging for mercy?

"The other party is a master of blood transfusion, so he shouldn't be an unknown person."

Unless it's someone who has just recently broken through, but that person's strength is clearly not that of someone who has just entered the Blood Transformation stage.

But I searched my memory thoroughly and never heard of such a person.

Guizu shook his head slightly and reached out to wipe away the blood that kept dripping from under his nose.

"However, one thing is certain: that person must be a member of the Bai family."

That white flame can only be controlled by those of the Bai family bloodline.

As for why they attacked Bai Yao—perhaps it was due to internal strife.

"What a pity for my physical puppet body."

Wei tide's face was gloomy, and her voice carried an undisguised pain.

That was a puppet at the Strong Body Realm, and it was the one with the highest compatibility with her.

Cultivating such a perfectly suited physical puppet requires not only a huge amount of resources, but also several years of meticulous work.

"It's nothing but a puppet."

Wei Zuo said calmly.

"This thing was created to bear the calamities for us. If we were to go in our true forms, we would probably be dead by now."

"Is it really that exaggerated? Although that person is strong, judging from his appearance, he is just a Blood Transformation Master."

"Brother, you received a limb transplant from a second-level blood transfusion master."

Wei tide frowned, her gaze falling on Po Zuo's arms.

Those two arms were unusually thick, forming a highly disproportionate contrast with the body, as if they had been forcibly taken from a more robust person and then grafted onto him.

This is true.

The Soul Clan not only possesses the ability to control flesh and blood puppets, but can also transplant limbs from other people to enhance their own power.

That is what it means to be haunted by one's own soul.

It took a considerable amount of effort to transplant a pair of arms from a master of blood transfusion.

This is also the source of its confidence in fighting against a master of blood transfusion.

"it's useless."

Guizu shook his head, his voice low.

"That person is extremely powerful, and is very likely a fourth or even fifth level of the Blood Exchange stage."

As he spoke, he took out two purple pills from his pocket and tossed one of them to Hunxi.

"We need to heal our wounds first; that person's strength is beyond our capabilities."

Regardless of his motives, it's beyond our control. We should report this to the clan and ask a more powerful member to intervene.

A master of blood transfusion is indeed powerful, but it depends on who they are facing.

For the vast majority of secret martial arts practitioners, the Blood Transformation Grandmaster is an invincible existence.

However, for the Soul Clan, let alone a mere Blood Exchange Master, even if the opponent were a Supreme Yuan Dan Grandmaster, they wouldn't be able to cause any trouble.

This is the foundation of being one of the top three clans among the superior clans.

"If we could turn that person into a puppet, that would be a pretty good idea."

Hunxi took the pill, put it in her mouth, and swallowed it.

He then activated his secret martial arts, mobilized his qi and blood, and began to digest the medicinal power to replenish his damaged soul power. His complexion gradually improved.

"It's not impossible."

Wei Zuo nodded, a hint of greed flashing in his eyes as well.

As members of the Soul Family, they know far more than outsiders.

When they attacked the Pure Fire Sect, the fact that the other side killed a member of one of the eight superior clans was merely a pretext for their attack.

The more important reason is that the Ghost Family has taken a liking to that white flame.

They wanted to capture it and study it carefully.

It's a pity that the previous leader of the Pure Fire Sect was not weak, and he also possessed that strange white flame.

Although he was seriously injured in the end, he still managed to let the other party escape.

The remaining leader of the Pure Fire Sect, Bai Yao, did not possess that white flame.

This is precisely why the other party has not been captured for so long, because it is due to the tacit approval of the Soul Family.

They wanted to wait until the other party had fully mastered and inherited that white flame before making their move.

Therefore.

This time, they sent out the two of them to painstakingly track down the hiding place of the cult leader, Bai Yao.

Let's see if the other party has mastered that white flame.

The results were somewhat different.

But they did find traces of that white flame.

Although they lost two flesh golems, they would definitely receive a considerable reward for reporting this discovery.

Several days passed in the blink of an eye.

After dealing with the Pure Fire Cult, Hu Long returned to the Hu family.

He began to focus on his cultivation and did not choose to go out again. Whether it was his old techniques or the secret weapons he had acquired, they all needed time to improve.

What he needs to do now is to digest all of what he has acquired.

However, compared to his old techniques, he focused more on secret martial arts. While practicing the Heart Sutra of Heavenly Man's Observation of Self, he also practiced several other secret martial arts.

He plans to elevate these to a level of complete transformation, then integrate them to further refine the Heart Sutra of Avalokitesvara.

He can now kill opponents of the same level with ease, as easily as a dog. Besides his talent, the Heavenly Man's Avalokitesvara Sutra has also played a significant role in helping him.

And so, life returned to normal.

This is a banquet hall with a huge area.

Countless flowers and strings of lights hung from the dome, layer upon layer, dazzlingly bright.

A huge LED screen stood in the center of the stage, playing the bride and groom's wedding photos on a loop.

The two embraced, gazed into each other's eyes, and kissed in the sunset; every frame was as beautiful as a still from a movie.

Hundreds of guests, all of whom were wealthy and influential, were scattered around the round tables.

The men wore custom-made suits, and the women wore sets of expensive jewelry; their conversation was filled with carefully calculated small talk amidst the clinking of glasses.

The conversations were mostly about whose business had grown bigger, whose child had been admitted to a prestigious university, and whose position had recently been promoted.

Waiters moved between tables, pouring drinks, changing plates, and clearing away dishes, their movements synchronized as if they had rehearsed countless times.

Near a corner, Hu Long sat back on the sofa with a plate of snacks in front of him.

He picked up a piece of bread, put it in his mouth, and chewed.

He was doing well cultivating at home when He Yanling said that her cousin from her family was getting married today and she wanted him to attend.

In this regard.

Hu Long thought about it and didn't refuse, treating it as a chance to get some fresh air.

"Handsome, can we get to know each other?"

A soft voice rang out.

The woman in the white dress walked up to Hu Long, bent down, and extended her hand to him.

She had fair skin, a baby face, and dark eyes that stared intently at Hu Long, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

My heartbeat grew heavier with each beat in my chest.

"This is so good-looking. I definitely made the right choice coming here. There are such amazing men here."

Hu Long's current appearance needs no further explanation.

After reaching the Blood Transformation Realm, his facial features became more distinct, and he exuded a unique aura that was aloof and distant, yet irresistibly drew people to him.

Its lethality to ordinary women is self-evident.

"No need, I prefer to be alone."

Hu Long glanced at her, then looked away.

The woman's expression froze.

She almost thought she had misheard, but when she looked up, Hu Long's expression was calm and his eyes were completely unmoved, and she finally confirmed that he had indeed rejected her.

"—Excuse me, I'm sorry to bother you."

She muttered something under her breath, then turned and left.

I walked briskly, but my mind kept turning over and over in my head: Have I become ugly?

Thinking this way, I felt increasingly wronged and sad.

"No way, Qian, even you got rejected? Who is this guy anyway?"

Not far away, a group of young people were gathered together, chatting and laughing. When they saw the woman in the white dress return, one of the women looked a little strange and asked a question.

The woman named A-Qian didn't speak, she just kept her head down.

Seeing this, one of the young men in a suit stood up and walked over. He then noticed that the woman in the white dress had red eyes and tears were welling up in them.

Did that jerk bully you?

A flash of anger crossed the young man's face.

"No, brother. I just accidentally got something in my eye. Nobody bullied me."

The woman in the white dress quickly shook her head.

"You bite your lower lip when you lie, do you think I can't tell? No matter who he is, it's unacceptable for him to bully my sister."

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However, the young man ignored all of this and went straight towards Hu Long.