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Read Chapter 101, Blood Bamboo Traps the Demon (Ninth Update!), now to begin today's exciting chapter.

Northwest of the Snake Sea lies a long island that stretches across the northwest, known as Blood Bamboo Island.

Blood Bamboo Island is a circular island with a lake hidden among dense and thriving blood bamboo forests.

This blood bamboo has a rather eerie appearance. The nodes are so small that they are almost invisible. The whole bamboo is blood red. The straight bamboo stems start to grow branches from the roots, winding and growing in all directions, like a lush clump of grass. At the tip of each bamboo leaf, there are traces that look like drops of blood, which hang down with the wind.

From a distance, it looks like a sea of ​​blood surging in the wind.

As Dong Liuzhi approached from afar, the closer his entourage got to Blood Bamboo Island, the more oppressive it felt.

Only when one gets closer and sees figures moving about on the island, burning blood bamboo spirit charcoal in an open space, with white smoke rising from the ground, does one's tense heart finally relax.

"Seventh Brother, what do you think of Blood Bamboo Island?"

Standing on the deck, Dong Liuzhi pointed to the busy charcoal-burning figure ahead and asked a young man behind him.

The man said, "The local island lord is quite skilled in cultivating spiritual plants. The blood bamboo he grows is of extremely high quality. Although his family business is located in the remote Swimming Serpent Sea, in terms of output, it is no worse than that of the Yu family on the main island."

If it weren't for the fact that the blood bamboo here is of good quality, young people really wouldn't want to come near this eerie, ghostly place.

Dong Liuzhi nodded and said, "The island lord here is actually quite powerful. He commands a late-stage demon beast, so protecting his business for the rest of his life is not a problem. We merchants need this kind of long-term customer."

Upon hearing this, the seventh brother of the Dong family was somewhat puzzled.

"Although the Blood Bamboo is acceptable, the Yu family is the most prosperous due to its large number of people and powerful influence. I've heard that the Golden Phoenix Island Master in the east also has opportunities. Could he be inferior to this family?"

"It's not that simple."

Dong Liuzhi shook his head slightly: "It is said that in the past, there were five families who successfully reclaimed and expanded the land in the You She Sea and divided up their own territories. Now, there are only four island lords left. The missing one was reported to the Seven True Immortal City, but there was no response or order. So the remaining four island lords openly divided up the entire You She Sea."

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"Since we're already one person short, what difference does it make if we lose another one?"

The Seven Immortal Cities' inaction, or rather, their deliberate tacit approval of infighting among those reclaiming the wasteland, is what makes them so inactive.

Driven by self-interest, the cultivators in the Northland have engaged in fierce competition and infighting. Within the spiritual lands they occupy, the various factions will not rest until a victor emerges.

Take the Snake Sea for example. Between Golden Willow Island and the main island of the Fish Family, one of them will inevitably decline soon.

On the contrary, the other two factions, who dislike fighting and prefer to cultivate in seclusion, might be able to survive for a longer period of time.

"Opening up new lands is dangerous, dangerous because of monsters and dangerous because of fellow travelers."

As they approached the ferry dock, Dong Liuzhi patted his seventh brother on the shoulder, turned around, and flew off the deck.

He took a different approach and established a caravan. Although it was not affiliated with any spiritual land, there was less internal strife, and the caravan members all worked together towards a common goal.

In the future, his caravan might not necessarily fare worse than those who established themselves in the wilderness.

……

When Dong Liuzhi led the caravan to the island.

Inside Blood Bamboo Island.

This island is a ring-shaped island with a large lake inside. The lake is filled with a thick, almost tangible, miasma that extends outwards.

The miasma is blocked by the vigorous growth of blood bamboo in the surrounding area, preventing it from leaking out.

There is a waterside pavilion by the lake, with a path paved with blood bamboo extending from the shore, and a forest of blood bamboo growing around it.

Li Jieqing was sitting in the pavilion, shaking the wine cup in his hand, causing the thick blood inside to swirl.

This was the blood of cultivators acquired under the guise of cultivating blood bamboo. After all, since they were no longer refining the Heart-Nourishing Pill, they needed a pretext to ask for more.

Others, seeing that his blood bamboo was growing well, did not know it was due to the effects of the Ruyi Green Lotus, and simply assumed that Li Jieqing had a secret recipe for nourishing blood bamboo with the blood of cultivators.

The cultivator's blood in the wine vessel was drawn in by magical power. Li Jieqing smacked his lips and nodded in satisfaction.

boom!

They seemed to dislike his smugness.

In the miasma lake, the miasma surged, and a huge, illusory toad-skin snake head appeared in front of the waterside pavilion. The head alone was larger than the entire pavilion, and it roared in this direction with its open snake mouth.

The miasma in the lake surged with the roar, rushing towards Li Jieqing.

However, halfway there, we happened to pass by the blood bamboo outside the waterside pavilion.

The outer blood bamboo was corroded into residue by this substantial miasma, but the inner blood bamboo still blocked and purified layer by layer.

When they finally reached Li Jieqing, only a gentle breeze remained.

All things in nature are created and mutually reinforcing and restraining each other; this is precisely the case here.

The mighty, fully formed demon was blocked by the silent, blood bamboo. The snake head in the lake roared twice more before its enormous body disappeared back into the miasma, vanishing without a trace.

"It's ultimately a mindless thing."

Li Jieqing put down his wine cup, stood up with his hands behind his back, and gazed at the miasma lake before him.

He was naturally no match for this demonic being.

It has been gathering strength in the ancient swamp for countless years, and has now taken on such a large form.

I'm afraid that cultivators who are not at the Foundation Establishment stage will find it difficult to deal with.

However, although they couldn't defeat the demon head-on, they could take advantage of its lack of intelligence.

Eight years ago, when the territory was divided, Li Jieqing drove the yellow insects to dig the soil and directly surrounded the place where the snake miasma was located, turning it into a lake in the island. He then planted blood bamboo, which has the effect of purifying miasma, all around this miasma lake. One thing counters another, directly trapping the bewildered demon here.

With each passing day, the miasma in the lake grew thicker.

The original four hundred miles of miasma were trapped in the lake along with the source serpent miasma.

For eight years, others thought the miasma had disappeared because of the seawater, but in reality it was all thanks to the Moon Gazing Immortal who turned his back on all living beings, blocked the way, and cut off the calamity of the demons.

"If anyone comes to surround me again this time, releasing this demonic entity would be a viable option."

Li Jieqing finished his observation of the demonic energy for the day, nodded, and prepared to leave.

He himself also possessed a malevolent aura, but he couldn't identify which of the seventy-two malevolent auras it belonged to.

Now, by comparing himself with the demon in the lake, he has gained some understanding of the attributes of his own blood demon. Once he reaches the perfection of Qi refining, he may be able to directly try to use it for cultivation.

"...Someone's knocking?"

The jade key on the Senhai Shengqi Array Plate at Li Jieqing's waist suddenly flashed, revealing information about the visitor.

It was Dong Liuzhi.

Li Jieqing calculated the days and realized that a merchant caravan was coming soon.

His island was a forbidden area, and he never allowed anyone to set foot there, so Dong Liuzhi, who came to discuss business, was also blocked outside.

Covering his face with the ever-changing mask, Li Jieqing stepped over the blood bamboo by the waterside pavilion and disappeared into the blood forest.

……

There is a path through the blood bamboo forest, and a stone tablet stands beside the path, indicating that visitors should not proceed.

Beside the stone tablet was a thatched hut where Dong Liuzhi was waiting.

"It's Fellow Daoist Dong again. Please forgive my poor hospitality." Li Jieqing emerged from the depths of the Blood Bamboo Forest path and swept his whisk.

Sitting under the thatched hut enjoying the breeze, Dong Liuzhi looked somewhat helpless: "The Lord of Wangyue Island is truly a hermit; I haven't even found a proper place to stay on the island."