Wild Dogs

Moreover, according to this Blood Servant, all newly recruited Blood Servants must participate in this trial, so he certainly can't escape it.

Sure enough, not long after Yang Fan returned to the herb garden, Senior Brother Tong found him.

"Three days from now, the six sects of the Blood Path of our Great Liang will hold a trial, and all of you new disciples will have to participate. Make your preparations."

"Meet at the sect square in three days. Do not miss it."

After saying that, the senior brother Tong turned and left.

Seeing this, Yang Fan hurriedly stepped forward.

"Senior brother, what is this trial all about, and what should I prepare?"

Yang Fan pretended to know nothing and asked the senior brother surnamed Tong.

Upon hearing this, Senior Brother Tong thought for a moment and then briefly recounted the events.

He walked up and patted Yang Fan on the shoulder.

"Actually, there's not much to prepare. You can bring some medicine for treating injuries."

"Just be careful once you're inside."

After saying that, he ignored Yang Fan and left on his own.

Hearing this, Yang Fan couldn't help but give a wry smile.

This senior brother is really perfunctory; he didn't say as much as the other blood servants.

Although Senior Brother Tong asked Yang Fan to prepare, Yang Fan didn't really have much to prepare.

After all, as a blood servant, he couldn't leave the sect, and he couldn't get anything to save his life within the sect.

Fortunately, Yang Fan was not an ordinary blood servant; he had his own trump card.

Yang Fan pondered for a moment, then prepared to refine some pills that could heal his injuries, and took stock of his belongings.

To be honest, Yang Fan has quite a few trump cards up his sleeve.

First, there's that flying needle talisman. This thing is a threat even to Foundation Establishment cultivators, let alone dealing with a group of blood servants.

Among these Blood Servants, there might be one or two with some strength and background, and a few powerful items, but they are definitely no match for Yang Fan.

Besides the Flying Needle Talisman, he had even more Explosive Talismans in his hands.

One force can overcome ten techniques; as long as you have enough explosive talismans, you can suppress the opponent with just talismans.

Besides the talismans and charms, he also had a spirit sword, a weapon he had obtained in the Sword Forging Valley.

As for the magical wooden sword, he cannot activate it now and can only put it away for the time being.

Besides weapons, Yang Fan's control over flames is also extremely exquisite.

Of the Nine Secrets of Spirit Flame, he had mastered the Fireball Technique and the Fire Dragon Technique, but he wasn't very good at the Fire Dragon Technique. However, he had almost mastered the Fireball Technique.

With this fireball spell, dealing with some blood servants becomes even easier.

The Eight Desolate Wandering Steps is also a movement technique, ensuring his safety in close combat.

Although he didn't know any advanced sword techniques, these things were enough to deal with the enemy.

Yang Fan rubbed his hands together excitedly; he was ready.

With so much stuff, he could have plenty of opportunities to explore that place.

If I could become a formal disciple of the Blood Fiend Sect, that would be wonderful.

However, some preparations still need to be made.

For the next few days, Yang Fan continued to refine pills.

Because he had his own alchemy furnace, the pill refining process went smoothly, and Yang Fan quickly finished refining the pills.

After carefully storing the pills, three days passed quickly.

Early on the third day, the melodious sound of bells resounded throughout the Blood Fiend Sect.

That senior brother Tong hurriedly arrived at the herb garden, and then, without saying a word, picked up Yang Fan and flew down the mountain.

"What are you doing, senior brother?"

Yang Fan asked anxiously.

Upon hearing this, Senior Brother Tong glared at Yang Fan.

"What for? Of course, it's to take you down the mountain to prepare for the trial. What, you haven't forgotten about that, have you?"

Yang Fan pretended to suddenly realize something.

"Hey, senior brother, I haven't prepared anything."

"Whether you're prepared or not, you have to participate in the trials you're required to take."

Without saying a word, Senior Brother Tong led Yang Fan towards the Blood Fiend Sect's plaza.

Not long after, he brought Yang Fan to the square.

At this moment, there were already hundreds of Blood Servants standing in the square. Yang Fan looked around and couldn't help but be slightly taken aback.

The reason was simple: of the hundreds of blood servants present, he had only seen a little more than half of them before.

"That's not right. When we entered the mountain, there were more than a hundred new blood servants. How come I haven't seen most of them here?"

Yang Fan looked around in surprise, then lowered his voice and asked Senior Brother Tong beside him.

"Senior Brother Tong, it seems that these Blood Servants aren't just from our group."

Upon hearing this, Senior Brother Tong curled his lip.

"Of course, in addition to new disciples like you who must participate, some of the older blood servants will also have to participate."

"This is their chance. If they participate a few more times, they might get lucky and actually become disciples of our Blood Fiend Sect."

"From then on, I rose to the top in one step and no longer had to live in fear."

Yang Fan nodded.

Although the Blood Fiend Sect was brutal to its Blood Servants, there was also a strict hierarchy among its disciples.

However, once they become disciples of a sect, they are naturally much stronger than blood servants.

These blood servants naturally couldn't wait to become formal disciples.

"Where did the other new disciples go?"

Yang Fan looked around in surprise.

Seeing this, Senior Brother Tong rolled his eyes.

"Don't you even know that? Of course you're dead."

"What?"

Yang Fan was shocked and quickly looked at his senior brother Tong beside him.

"What, is that strange?"

"Have you forgotten? There was a Blood Servant who went to the herb garden with you this time. Didn't that Blood Servant die at Master's hands?"

Yang Fan immediately realized this, and his expression turned somewhat grim.

They've only been in the sect for a short time, how come so many blood servants have died?

Yang Fan felt a pang of sympathy.

Seeing this, Senior Brother Tong patted Yang Fan on the shoulder.

"Junior brother, don't be sad. To be honest, you're lucky to have been assigned to the herb garden."

"Those assigned to other places die without anyone noticing, and our sect doesn't really care about such things."

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan raised his head.

"Does the sect not care about the lives of the Blood Servants?"

Upon hearing this, Senior Brother Tong glanced at him sideways.

"Why should we interfere? Our Blood Fiend Sect isn't a charity."

"It's all about survival of the fittest, and strength is paramount. If you have the strength, you'll be safe and sound; if you don't, then just wait to die."

"This has always been the rule of our Blood Fiend Sect. Only through such rigorous selection can the surviving Blood Servants be truly capable."

"Alright, just participate in the selection honestly this time. If you pass the trial, you'll be well rewarded."

After he finished speaking, the senior brother Tong waited quietly to the side.

About half an hour later, the remaining Blood Servants from other places were all brought over.

Looking around, Yang Fan saw that there were at least 140 or 150 Blood Servants here.

Just as Yang Fan was looking around, an old man with white hair and beard flew over from a distance.

"Is everyone here?"

Upon hearing this, Senior Brother Tong hurriedly stepped forward, and all the Foundation Establishment cultivators present immediately stepped forward and bowed in unison towards the direction above.

"Elder Qi, all the Blood Servants have been brought along, as have all the candidates from each peak who are to participate this year."

Upon hearing this, the old man nodded.

"Very well, now that the Blood Servants have been sent from all over, you can go back now. I will take these Blood Servants with me this time."

Then, he looked at the crowd below and waved his hand.

"Alright, you bunch of Blood Servants, I suppose people from all over have already told you about the trial when you arrived."

Upon hearing this, all the Blood Servants present nodded.

Although they were apprehensive, after this period of time, they had a clear understanding of what kind of sect the Blood Fiend Sect was.

Therefore, they all stared blankly at the elders above.

Seeing this, the elder was very satisfied.

"Very well, since you all know what we need to do, I won't waste any more words. Let me tell you about the content of this trial."

"First of all, the six sects of the Blood Path in our Great Liang Kingdom actually come from the same lineage. They were originally one sect, but later, due to various reasons, the sect split into the six sects of the Blood Path."

"However, our six sects of the Blood Path have a common Blood Cave, whose ownership has never been determined, so it is left there as a public place."

"Every year, the six sects of the Blood Path send a group of people in, firstly to collect medicinal herbs, and secondly to search for treasures."

"You'll find out the specifics once you enter the Blood Cave, so I won't go into details. Now, I'll tell you which medicinal herbs you need to collect once you're inside."

The elder above waved his hand, and scrolls of animal hides immediately flew down.

One of the animal hide scrolls flew in front of Yang Fan, who raised his hand and caught it.

Upon opening it, a bitter smile appeared on his face.

There was no other reason than that the animal skin scroll clearly depicted several medicinal herbs, with their names written next to them, and at the end of the scroll was a map of the Blood Cave.

"See this, everyone? This is a map of the Blood Cave, and a list of the medicinal herbs you're looking for."

"All Blood Servants who enter must collect these medicinal herbs. If they fail to collect these herbs by the end of the trial, even if they emerge alive from the Blood Cave, the sect will not spare their lives."

Upon hearing this, the Blood Servants present immediately changed their expressions.

They had anticipated the dangers of the trip, but they never imagined it would be this dangerous.

Even if they survived the Blood Cave, they wouldn't survive without gathering these medicinal herbs.

Some people picked up the animal skin scrolls, wanting to say something, but seeing the old man's serious expression above, they could only lower their heads and tremble as they gripped the scrolls tightly.

After glancing at it a few times, Yang Fan sighed, then carefully closed the animal skin roll and stood there patiently.

"Alright, I've given you the map of the Blood Cave and the medicinal herbs you need. Now, I'll give you some pointers on the trial."

"Once the six sects of the Blood Path arrive at the location and reunite, they will open the Blood Cave."

"The Blood Cave will be open for three days. You must collect these medicinal herbs within three days."

"The Blood Cave will close in three days. You need to get to the exit of the Blood Cave by then."

"If you don't gather enough medicinal herbs during this period, you won't be able to come out alive."

"Of course, whoever gathers the most medicinal herbs will also be richly rewarded by the sect."

Then the old man waved his hand.

"The person who gathers the best medicinal herbs can become a formal disciple of our Blood Fiend Sect. Even if you don't have spiritual roots, the sect will find a way to rebuild your foundation."

Rebuild the foundation.

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan looked up in astonishment.

There is another method.

But seeing the old man's sinister eyes, Yang Fan's heart stirred.

In the Blood Fiend Sect, this so-called foundation rebuilding is most likely just digging out spiritual roots from certain corpses and forcibly implanting them into the bodies of these mortals.

This method might grant ordinary people the ability to cultivate temporarily, but it certainly has many drawbacks.

Yang Fan had no hope of that. He shook his head slightly and listened to the other person continue.

"Once you become a disciple of a sect, you can choose your cultivation method. At that time, you can choose your own main peak and master."

After speaking, the old man waved his hand.

"Furthermore, if you really don't want to stay on the mountain, we can be lenient and let you come down. We'll give you fertile land and beautiful concubines so you can live a carefree and happy life. What do you say?"

"Although the conditions for second and third place are not as good as those for first place, they are still very generous, and the sect will definitely reward them handsomely."

"Did you all hear that clearly? This is your only chance to turn things around. As long as you complete the task, everyone will be rewarded, and those who make it into the top three will receive even greater rewards."

After speaking, the old man looked down.

"Also, all of you remember this: once you get there, don't say what you shouldn't say, don't look at what you shouldn't look at, and don't listen to what you shouldn't listen to."

"Do whatever I tell you to do, and carry out the mission dutifully."

"After we come out, I will tally your gains and rank you according to your gains."

"If anyone dares to play any tricks, don't blame me for being impolite."

"Did you all understand?"

The numerous blood servants below listened to the promises made by the other party and nodded numbly upwards.

Then, these people responded sporadically to the old man above.

Seeing that these people seemed listless, the old man became somewhat dissatisfied.

But he also knew that these blood servants knew he was going to his death, so he couldn't be bothered to pay them any more attention.

"Alright, now that you've all understood, I don't need to waste any more words. Let's go, I'll take you there."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, a large group of puppets walked over from all around.

Everyone present was startled by the sight of these corpse puppets.

"What are you all standing there for? What's there to be afraid of? I trained all these corpse puppets."

Then the old man shook his head with some dissatisfaction.

To be honest, if that blood cave hadn't been able to isolate divine sense, I wouldn't have needed you blood servants to go down there and search for medicinal herbs.

After saying that, the old man waved his hand.

"Alright, what are you all standing there for? Hurry up and get onto this puppet. If you try to get there by yourself, it will take forever."

Left with no other choice, all the blood servants climbed onto the back of the corpse puppet.

Then, the old man waved his hand, and the corpse puppets immediately carried the blood servants on their backs and ran wildly in one direction.

Yang Fan was also carried on the back of a corpse puppet.

He stared at the scene in disbelief.

Unexpectedly, the Blood Fiend Sect's method of leading its disciples to participate in the trial was to use corpse puppets to carry them across.

But upon closer examination, it makes sense.

The Blood Fiend Sect is, after all, an evil sect, and does not possess items such as cloud boats, flying swords, or spirit pets. Instead, it has mostly these corpse puppets, which are perfect for traveling.

Moreover, these corpse puppets have been refined into puppets, so they are neither hungry nor thirsty, and do not need to eat or drink. They only need to carry people and run forward.

Yang Fan obediently lay on the back of the corpse puppet and followed the group as they ran wildly into the distance.