Wild Dogs

"Hehuan Peak, dregs of the medicine?"

Yang Fan raised an eyebrow slightly upon hearing this.

This sect sounds quite extraordinary.

When he first heard the name Blood Fiend Sect, he immediately assumed that the sect only had blood-based cultivation techniques and that the male and female cultivators there must be extremely cruel.

But now it seems that besides the Blood Path Technique, the Blood Fiend Sect must have other techniques, at least the dual cultivation method must exist.

Lost in thought, Yang Fan remained silent, quietly stepping aside and saying no more.

Besides him, another man was also assigned to the medicinal herb garden.

At this moment, the man was looking down in fear, not daring to look ahead.

Yang Fan remained silent. This place was precarious, and it was not advisable to stay there for long.

He must find the Blood Spirit Technique as soon as possible to remove the palm mark on his body.

After a while, all the blood servants were assigned their places.

Apart from seven or eight blood servants who were dismantled into parts due to their excessive blood energy, the other blood servants were not killed.

"Alright, notify the people in each area to come and pick them up. They won't be available after that time."

After saying that, the old man put his hands behind his back and didn't say anything more.

"Yes, we'll inform them immediately."

The three disciples immediately and respectfully tossed out several sound transmission talismans, each sending a message to the surrounding area.

After a while, as the sound transmission talisman flew out, several figures quickly flew over from a distance.

These people arrived on swords, and their cultivation had clearly reached the Foundation Establishment stage.

After a while, the figures landed in front of the old man, and they all bowed to him.

"Greetings, Elder."

"Alright, the people have been assigned to you. Now you can take them over there."

Yang Fan's gaze swept over the figures. Among them, there was only one woman, and the rest were all men.

The woman was incredibly charming, with a seductive gaze and every move she made seemed to exude endless springtime allure.

She glanced at the group of disciples and smiled as she beckoned to several handsome men.

"It seems these are all for our Hehuan Peak."

A male disciple in the Qi Refining stage was gazing at her with admiration. Upon hearing this, he immediately stepped forward and showered her with attention.

"Senior sister, these are all prepared for Hehuan Peak. If you need any help, I can take them to Hehuan Peak."

Seeing the man's fawning manner, the woman's expression darkened slightly.

"You're so ugly, you'd better not talk to me."

The man was trembling with anger but dared not refute, and could only retreat dejectedly.

The woman's gaze shifted and landed on Yang Fan, her eyes immediately lighting up.

"This one seems pretty good too, why don't we give it to Hehuan Peak as well?"

As she spoke, she walked towards Yang Fan, who immediately felt a chill run down his spine.

Although he didn't know the details of Hehuan Peak, he could still glean clues from the conversation.

According to the old man, the man who was taken to Hehuan Peak was no different from a medicinal herb.

The man had previously said that these people could only descend the mountain after they had turned into medicinal residue.

Yang Fan knew in his heart that he absolutely could not go to Hehuan Peak.

But right now he's just a blood servant on the surface, and he has no real power.

Seeing that the woman from Hehuan Peak wanted to take Yang Fan away, the old man snorted coldly in displeasure.

"Enough! You Hehuan Peak people are really greedy. You already have so many medicine people, and you still want to take advantage of him."

"This person's spiritual perception and vital energy are both quite ordinary; it would be a great pity to send him to Hehuan Peak."

"He was still young and couldn't do much tonification, so we put him in charge of the herb garden."

"It's not too late for you to take him away when he's strong and full of energy."

The woman pondered for a moment, then nodded with a smile in agreement.

"That's true. Anyway, they're all Blood Fiend Sect's blood servants, so he can't escape."

The woman walked up to Yang Fan and gently hooked his chin with her finger.

Yang Fan hurriedly retreated, lowering his head in a timid manner.

"Oh, still shy? Let your big sister pamper you."

Seeing his reaction, the woman became even more attracted and wanted to go up and kiss him.

Just then, a cold voice came from the side.

"Fairy Hibiscus, that's enough."

"If you suck one of his life force, you'll probably drain this kid dry."

"We're short two people for our medicinal herb garden. If you drain him dry, who will look after it?"

Yang Fan looked toward the source of the sound and saw an ordinary-looking, indifferent middle-aged man staring coldly at the woman.

Hibiscus Fairy could only reluctantly lower Yang Fan's chin and give him a cold glance.

"Since your herb garden values ​​this person so much, then he is yours."

"However, after some time, I will take him away, and your herb garden cannot stop me."

"At worst, I'll just send you some more dregs of the medicine."

Upon hearing this, the indifferent middle-aged man sneered.

"What's the use of bringing the dregs of the medicine? You'll suck them clean, what's the difference between you and a cripple?"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man stared intently at the woman.

"Now that they've become part of our medicine garden, you naturally can't touch them."

Upon hearing this, Fairy Hibiscus's eyes turned extremely sharp.

After a while, the murderous intent in her eyes dissipated, and a smile reappeared on her face.

"It's just a few blood servants, I didn't expect your medicine garden to insist on competing with me."

"Senior Brother Tong, I heard that you were deeply in love with Senior Sister Honglian back then, and were always manipulated by her."

"I later heard that Senior Sister Honglian had to summon a man to serve her every night, and that it almost shattered your Dao heart. Is that true?"

Hearing the Fairy of Hibiscus's mockery, the middle-aged man surnamed Tong turned red with anger.

This was a deep-seated pain in his heart that he could hardly bear, and to have it spoken so bluntly was naturally unbearable.

Just as he was about to rush over and make a move, the old man who had been watching the scene indifferently snorted coldly.

This sound, as sharp as ice and snow, instantly brought the two men, who had been on the verge of exchanging blows, to their senses.

"You two juniors are acting so presumptuously here. Do you not respect this old man?"

As he spoke, the old man put his hands behind his back and looked at the two of them indifferently.

"I'm telling you, I've already divided the people up. Take your people and leave."

"As for how you want to distribute it afterward, that's your business. If Hehuan Peak is interested in that kid..."

"As long as the peak master of Hehuan Peak intervenes, I think the herb garden will release them."

"They're just a few blood servants, why make such a fuss?"

After speaking, the old man waved his sleeve and looked coldly at the others.

Seeing this, the others immediately fell silent and then obediently stood in front of the blood servants they were supposed to bring.

Then, Fairy Hibiscus leaned close to Yang Fan's ear and gently breathed on him.

"Little brother, you must wait for me patiently. In a few months, I will take you to Hehuan Peak to enjoy yourselves."

After saying that, she smiled sweetly at Yang Fan and gracefully left.

The man surnamed Tong in front snorted coldly, then glared at Yang Fan with a look of dissatisfaction.

This startled Yang Fan. He hadn't done anything wrong; surely he hadn't offended this man surnamed Tong.

Fortunately, the man surnamed Tong only glanced at Yang Fan coldly and didn't say anything more.

Then, these Foundation Establishment cultivators each brandished their flying swords and left with their blood servants.

After Yang Fan and another man boarded the flying sword, the man surnamed Tong immediately used the sword to carry them away into the distance.

Yang Fan immediately pretended to be terrified and shouted at the other man.

Seeing this, the man surnamed Tong in front became even more dissatisfied.

"You should have already flown on swords once when you were brought here, so why are you still so timid?"

"If you dare to shout again, I'll throw you all down there."

Upon hearing what the man surnamed Tong said, Yang Fan and the other man immediately shut up.

The two of them held their breath and dared not make the slightest sound.

Upon seeing this, the man surnamed Tong shook his head in great dissatisfaction.

Although he was dissatisfied, he completely lost all his wariness towards Yang Fan and the other man.

In his eyes, they were nothing but two good-for-nothings with absolutely no skills.

Seeing this, Yang Fan breathed a slight sigh of relief.

He did this because he didn't want to attract the attention of the man surnamed Tong.

As long as the other party doesn't target him, there's no problem right now.

He glanced up discreetly at the other man beside him.

Seeing the fear on the other person's face, Yang Fan immediately imitated their expression.

After flying for a while, the man surnamed Tong led the two of them to land outside a vast medicinal herb field.

The medicinal herb field was shrouded in a faint, transparent light.

This protective shield is meant to safeguard the medicinal fields below, and its power should be considerable.

After landing on the ground with the two people, the man surnamed Tong waved his hand, and a token appeared in his hand.

He then shook the token, which immediately flew out and landed on the light shield in front of him.

Then the light shield cracked open, and the man surnamed Tong waved his hand.

"Stay close to me and don't fall behind, or you might get trapped outside by the magic circle and die."

Hearing the cold voice of the man surnamed Tong, Yang Fan felt a slight tightening in his heart.

This man surnamed Tong clearly had a bad temper.

The man surnamed Tong led Yang Fan and the other man through the medicinal herb field to its end.

At the end of the medicinal herb field is a small hill, on which is a cave dwelling with a prominent bronze gate.

The man surnamed Tong led the two to the front and back of the cave, and then respectfully bowed towards the inside of the cave.

"Master, I've brought the Blood Servant."

"Good disciple, bring them in."

A hoarse voice came from inside the cave, and then the cave door slowly opened, revealing a somewhat dark passage.

Seeing this, the man surnamed Tong gritted his teeth, prepared himself mentally, and immediately strode into the passage.

Yang Fan and the man immediately followed closely, fearing that something might happen.

After walking several dozen steps along the passage ahead, a huge cave appeared in front of us.

The cave must have hollowed out the entire mountainside, making the cave feel incredibly spacious.

Inside the mountain's interior, on the four walls, there are several other secret chambers, each shrouded in layers of restrictions.

In the center of the mountainside stands a tall, three-tiered altar.

There was a figure on the altar with its back to them.

"Reporting to Master, I have brought the person."

The man surnamed Tong hurriedly stepped forward and respectfully bowed to the figure.

"Let me see their quality."

The figure slowly turned around.

Upon seeing the figure's face clearly, Yang Fan was startled and couldn't help but take two steps back.

But he immediately suppressed the urge to back away, lowered his head, and dared not say anything more.

There was no other reason than that the person on the altar resembled a withered skeleton, just skin and bones, exactly like the old Taoist priest at that time.

If Yang Fan hadn't already witnessed the old man's appearance once, he probably would have been so frightened that he would have lost his voice.

"what!"

Compared to Yang Fan's composure, the other man was much more flustered.

The man screamed in fright and turned to run out of the cave.

"court death."

A cold voice rang out, followed by a flash of golden light that instantly beheaded the fleeing man.

A moment later, the golden light receded, revealing a talisman.

The man who had escaped earlier had his head severed by Fu Bao.

"Splash!"

The severed head rolled down in front of Yang Fan.

Looking at that head that still bore the look of terror, Yang Fan felt a chill run through him.

This is the Blood Fiend Sect, cruel and ruthless.

He could die here if he's not careful; we must be extremely vigilant to have any chance of survival.

At this moment, the skeletal-looking old man looked with great interest at Yang Fan, who was trembling with his head down.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

Yang Fan forced down his fear and tried to make his voice sound calmer.

"Before the immortal, I dare not be afraid."

Upon hearing this, the skeletal-looking old man burst into laughter.

His voice was like the cry of a night owl, so mournful and chilling that it was terrifying.

"You actually called me an immortal? Interesting, very interesting."

"Everyone says that we Blood Fiend Sect people are evil and crooked, using all sorts of despicable means to intimidate the people of the Great Liang Kingdom, but you actually say that I am an immortal."

"Lift your head up and let me take a good look at you."

Yang Fan suppressed his fear and cautiously raised his head.

"Not bad, handsome and talented."

"Logically speaking, someone with your appearance should have been sent to Hehuan Peak. How did you end up in this herb garden?"

Yang Fan hurriedly bowed to the old man.

"The boy is still young, so he didn't go to Hehuan Peak."

"Yeah?"

The old man nodded, and slowly raised his withered hand, pointing it at Yang Fan from a distance.

"You did the right thing. Those vixens on Hehuan Peak are the most treacherous and cunning. If you had believed them, they would have drained you clean in just a few days. Once you're nothing but dregs, you'd be no different from a cripple."

Then, he looked Yang Fan up and down again.

"Does it possess spiritual roots?"

Yang Fan felt a chill run down his spine. He initially wanted to lie, but after a moment's thought, he decided to tell the truth.

"I had my spiritual root tested once before when I was in the Great Liang Kingdom. I have a hidden spiritual root of the five elements, which means I am not able to cultivate."

"Hidden spiritual roots of the Five Elements?"

The old man stroked his chin.

"Oh, that's exactly the same as not having any spiritual roots."

Yang Fan was not worried about his lie being exposed.

Given the disparity in status between the Great Liang Kingdom and the Blood Fiend Sect, the Blood Fiend Sect would never go to the Great Liang Kingdom to verify the details of his words.

"Since you can't cultivate, then you'd better obediently look after the herb garden and tend to the medicinal herbs. Do you recognize any herbs?"

Yang Fan nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, disciple recognizes some medicinal herbs and knows the basic methods of cultivation."

The old man became even more satisfied upon hearing this.

"That's good. Since it's useful, it would be a waste to kill it."

"Just stay here and cultivate the medicinal herbs, and don't have any other thoughts."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the man surnamed Tong standing to the side.

From now on, the two of you will address each other as fellow disciples.

Yang Fan took a deep breath and answered immediately without the slightest hesitation.

"Disciple Yang Fan greets Master and Senior Brother Tong!"

Although the old man didn't say he would take him as a disciple, Yang Fan knew to seize the opportunity and immediately addressed him as "Master," which greatly pleased the old man.

"Very good, you're a smart person. From now on, you'll stay here obediently."

Then he looked at the man surnamed Tong standing to the side.

"From now on, in addition to the medicine garden, he will also be in charge of the medicine workers. He will be in charge of sending medicine workers to the Pill Hall."

"Give him a heads-up about the things he should be careful to make sure he delivers the medicine to the wrong person and misses the appointed time."