Immortal Martial Saint, starting with unlimited stat points

"The sixth sacrifice: offering the soul."

Inside the deep cave, the old man in black robes turned around, sword in hand, facing the Cauldron of No Life.

Two martial artists at the Bone Forging Realm forced an old man with white hair and an infant in swaddling clothes toward the arena.

Although the old man had white hair and an aged face, his muscles were extremely strong, showing no signs of aging. He was a martial artist at the Body Refinement Realm.

Seeing himself being forced onto the altar, his eyes blazed with rage. He twisted his arms and struggled, shouting, "Li Qiushan, you tricked the villagers into believing in the Wusheng Sect, causing everyone to go hungry. You will be punished!"

Upon hearing the words, countless images flooded Li Qiushan's mind.

After working diligently and saving up a fortune in his youth, he was robbed of most of it by bandits who came down from the mountains.

Later, he saved up some money, got married, and became pregnant. However, due to a sudden increase in annual taxes, he was forced to perform corvée labor.

When he finally returned home after risking his life to complete the canal repairs, his wife had already starved to death.

Now, this old scoundrel is talking about retribution right in front of me.

If there is any retribution, it will be those damned bandits, tax officials, and high-ranking officials who will suffer first.

Li Qiushan's magic sword sliced ​​across the white-haired old man's throat, and bright red blood gushed out.

He watched as the white-haired old man's throat muscles trembled as he tried to stop the bleeding, and couldn't help but let out a cold snort, "Hmph, trying to stop bleeding inside the Altar of No Life, really thinks he's something..."

Before Li Qiushan finished speaking, the old man's throat wound slowly stopped, and the Altar of No Life had not completely devoured his blood.

He looked suspiciously at the Wusheng Cauldron in the center of the altar.

At this moment, the ancient cauldron stopped trembling, and the black liquid that had condensed inside the cauldron's mouth stopped increasing.

"Vacuum Homeland, Unborn Mother!"

"Have mercy on all people, and deliver all sentient beings from suffering!"

He knelt down and took the lead in bowing to the ancient small tripod.

The fanatical believers outside the altar, seeing the high priest kneel down and shout the creed, became even more fervent, and began to bang their heads on the ground, breaking their foreheads.

He then kowtowed eighty-one times.

Li Qiushan wiped the blood from his forehead, his blood and qi surging within him, and his wounds had healed completely.

According to the doctrine of the Wusheng sect, when worshipping and paying homage to the Wusheng Mother, one should not use one's blood and energy to alleviate pain or repair wounds.

Only in this way can sincerity be demonstrated.

Li Qiushan stood up, and his magic sword once again swept across the white-haired old man's throat, cutting a gash.

"The sixth sacrifice: offering the soul."

As he recited the sacrificial incantation for the second time, his gaze was fixed on the flow of blood in the old man's throat.

The white-haired old man wore a mocking expression, and his muscles contracted again, the wound that had not damaged the artery beginning to heal.

Li Qiushan's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately realized that there might be some unknown problem with today's ceremony.

The next moment, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he swung his magic sword with great force.

The heads of an old man and a child suddenly fell to the ground.

Smelling the bloody scent on the altar, Li Qiushan looked at the small amount of dark liquid inside the Wusheng Cauldron.

At least, some of the Myriad Spirit Powder was successfully refined.

However, the opportunity to break through to the Inner Strength Realm inexplicably vanished.

Immediately afterwards, he took out a porcelain bottle from his bosom and carefully placed it into the cauldron.

The dark black Wanling San mixed with the incense ash inside the cauldron was collected.

As long as one takes this Myriad Spirits Powder, even a mortal can advance to the Skin Refining level.

As for these mortals with poor aptitude who, after entering the Skin Refining stage, wish to advance further, they can only strive to make offerings to the Eternal Mother and obtain more Myriad Spirit Powder to improve their cultivation.

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Inside the dilapidated temple, gusts of cold wind swept through, carrying away the black ash that had turned the three-headed plague monster to death.

With a thought, Zhou Chen noticed a semi-transparent panel appear.

Name: Zhou Chen

[Realm: Bone Forging Realm]

【23:58:14】

【Fine: 6.4】

[Qi: 0.0]

【God: 1.6】

[Supernatural Ability: Psychic Tracking (Mastery, 0%)]

【Skill: Zhenyue Stance (Minor Success, 6%)】

Archery (Mastery, 9%)

【Trap (Beginner, 15%)】

[Relic: Breakthrough Relic (Beginner) *1]

After using up the two Three Treasures relics, Zhou Chen's spirit attribute increased once again.

The difference is that the three treasures relic taken from the illusory cauldron only had half the effect of the other one on improving Zhou Chen's spirit attribute.

Clearly, the tentacles extending from the illusory cauldron had absorbed some of the power of the Three Treasures relics.

Suddenly, Zhou Chen activated his spiritual tracking ability, and a wisp of aura he had never sensed before appeared not far from the dilapidated temple.

A thought struck him, and just as he was about to make a move, a cloud of white mist surged around him.

Yunsong Mountain, a clearing in the forest.

"Is it another kind of relic?" Zhou Chen slowly opened his eyes, wondering to himself.

The next moment, his gaze swept over the overturned Cauldron of No Life on the altar, and his pupils contracted.

The shape and patterns of this ancient cauldron in front of me are somewhat similar to the illusory cauldron in the old world that condenses blood.

"Is it the same statue?"

He recalled the sacrificial ceremony he had witnessed during the day. Could it be that someone had also offered flesh and blood behind the illusory cauldron in the old world in exchange for the power of the relic?

In exchange, the plague monsters in the old world would collect the relics of the Three Treasures in exchange for the flesh and blood offered as sacrifices.

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The next day, Zhou Chen was woken up by Uncle Sun.

After exiting the old world last night, or perhaps due to exhaustion from the day's fierce battle, Zhou Chen fell asleep soon afterward.

"It's rare to find four monsters captured alive. If we transport them to Xingde County, they'll fetch a considerable sum of money." Early in the morning, Uncle Sun exclaimed with delight as he looked at the four monsters that had been prepared as sacrifices.

Although most of the villages surrounding Xingde County are extremely poor, there are quite a few wealthy young people in the county who are willing to spend a lot of money for the freshest meat.

As long as it is safely transported to Xingde County, it will definitely fetch a high price.

The five people from the other villages watched with envy, but they also knew that all four demonic beasts should belong to Zhou Chen. They were already grateful to Zhou Chen for saving their lives.

Zhou Chen looked at everyone's eyes and smiled. "I can't carry these four demonic beasts back by myself. Why don't you all help me transport them back to Cangsong Village, and then find a few oxcarts so we can all go to the county town together?"

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement and, in pairs, lifted the bound monster.

About an hour later, Zhou Chen and his six companions returned to the entrance of Cangsong Village carrying several prey animals.

After emerging from the core area of ​​Yunsong Mountain, Zhou Chen encountered two more demonic beasts, both of which he killed with a single arrow.

There were six adult demonic beasts, and it would take at least six oxcarts to transport them to the county town.

The other five people volunteered to go back to the village and borrow an oxcart to help with the transportation.

After carrying all the prey to the Zhou family's residence, the group hurriedly parted ways and returned to the village.

"Uncle Sun, you should go home now! Aunt Sun and the others must be getting impatient." Zhou Chen urged Uncle Sun repeatedly, seeing that he still wanted to help gut and process the two dead prey.

Uncle Sun nodded cheerfully, casually wiping his hands, which were stained with beast blood, on both sides of his clothes, and said, "Okay, then I'll go home first to let you know I'm safe, and then I'll come back to help you."

Zhou Chen stood in the courtyard, watching Uncle Sun's disappearing figure, and then went out the door as well.

His spoils are still at the home of the Li Xiong and Li Hui brothers.