Wild Dogs

This detection array cannot project all the scenes inside, but those outside can hear clearly what Yang Fan says inside.

As expected, Xue Ming was still on guard against him. It's likely that the disciple from before also died under this formation.

With this thought in mind, Yang Fan immediately became vigilant.

Then, he lowered his voice and transmitted it to Zhou Peng.

"What should I do next?"

"Master can only deal with things as they come."

"Fortunately, the master's strength was well hidden, and he did not know that the master was already capable of cultivation."

"Master should break through to the tenth level of the Qi Refining stage as soon as possible."

"I'll help Master figure out a way to refine the Foundation Establishment Pill so that we can successfully establish our foundation sooner, which will give us a better chance of escaping."

"However, Master definitely won't be able to establish his foundation within a month. We'll have to think of another way then. For now, this is all we can do."

Hearing this, Yang Fan was unhappy, but there was nothing he could do.

This move was truly ruthless, trapping him inside the cave. Even if he wanted to use any means, he couldn't, and could only obediently follow orders.

With this in mind, Yang Fan had no choice but to enter one of the secret rooms.

Then he put away the King's Banner.

He then took out a blank jade slip and copied the Blood Spirit Technique.

After completing the copy, he put the original Blood Spirit Technique aside and immediately checked the contents of his copy.

However, after reading it once, Yang Fan was disappointed.

This Blood Spirit Technique was clearly incomplete; there was no record of how to remove the Blood Seal, which made Yang Fan quite exasperated.

It seemed he would have to think of another way, but just as he was getting angry, Yang Fan suddenly thought of the small cauldron.

He then hurriedly placed the copied jade slip into the small cauldron, hoping that the cauldron would give him a satisfactory result.

After a long while, Yang Fan carefully took the jade slip out of the small cauldron.

After he read the contents of the jade slip, he was overjoyed.

For no other reason than that, at the end of the jade slip, Xiao Ding indeed completed the Blood Spirit Technique and also fixed all the hidden problems within it.

It is clear that Xue Ming has also made some modifications to this Blood Spirit Technique to make it easier for him to control Yang Fan.

Now, Xiao Ding has corrected all the problems and recorded the methods for planting and removing the blood seal.

After reading it once, Yang Fan suddenly understood.

This bloodstain is a mark formed by the solidification of the body's essence and blood, because it is formed by the solidification of the body's essence and blood.

In addition, when dealing with that old Taoist priest before, the old Taoist priest had added some poison to the blood seal.

Therefore, Yang Fan had no strength to resist that attack.

However, now that he has the complete Blood Spirit Technique and the method to remove the Blood Seal, he knows what to do.

Next, Yang Fan immediately tried to cultivate the method to remove the blood mark on his body.

After a long time, the bloodstain on his chest finally faded a bit, and Yang Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it's still a long way from completely removing the blood seal, the fact that it's fading a bit now is a good thing for him.

He then clenched his fist with some excitement.

"Hmph, old man, you thought you could harm me? Now I've found a way to undo it, let's see what you can do to me!"

But the thought of still being in Xue Ming's hands made Yang Fan sigh helplessly.

This is truly like escaping one wolf's den only to fall into another.

To be honest, Xue Ming was far more ruthless than that old Taoist priest; he had killed quite a few innocent souls of Core Formation cultivators.

If he displeases the other party, he might die here.

After thinking for a moment, Yang Fan could only sigh softly and then begin to concentrate on his cultivation.

However, he will not actually cultivate this Blood Spirit Technique.

Just to be on the safe side, he carefully reviewed the Blood Spirit Technique several times, and even if he needed to disguise himself, he could try his best to imitate the way he cultivated.

For the next month, Yang Fan focused on his cultivation.

During this time, Xue Ming would come in from time to time to check on his condition.

Yang Fan appeared anxious and said that he had already reached the edge of the first level of Qi Refining, but was still a little short.

Seeing that Yang Fan's aptitude was so poor, Xue Ming was somewhat dissatisfied, but he didn't say anything more.

"You must succeed in your cultivation within a month, or I will definitely not let you go."

During this time, Xue Ming warned Yang Fan, but fortunately Yang Fan controlled the situation very precisely.

With a few days left before the one-month deadline, Yang Fan disguised his cultivation level as the first level of Qi Refining.

When Xue Ming came to check again, he was overjoyed.

"Very good. Although you are slow-witted and it took you a month to reach the first level of Qi Refining, it's still not bad."

"Being able to finish a few days ahead of schedule shows you put in the effort, this is a reward for you."

Xue Ming was very satisfied. He waved his hand, and immediately a pile of pills and medicinal herbs flew out and landed in front of Yang Fan.

"In the next month, you must do your best to advance to the second level of Qi Refining."

Yang Fan was startled, thinking that Xue Ming was going to seal him in this cave again.

Just as he was about to speak, Xue Ming patted his shoulder and looked at him with a half-smile.

"Come on, I'll take you somewhere."

Yang Fan was stunned for a moment. Could it be that this old guy couldn't wait any longer and wanted to kill him?

No, Yang Fan immediately shook his head.

If you really wanted to kill him, there was no need to give him so many good things, let alone let him cultivate to the second level of Qi Refining within a month.

There must be other reasons.

Yang Fan could only obediently follow behind Xue Ming.

And so, Xue Ming led Yang Fan down Corpse Puppet Peak, and after circling around for a long time, brought Yang Fan to the outside of a cave.

Looking at the cave, Xue Ming coughed softly, and then an old man flew out from inside.

"Oh, it's Xue Ming. What brings you here?"

The old man who flew out of the cave glanced at Xue Ming and scratched his head indifferently.

"It's nothing, Xue Wang. There's something I'd like to ask you."

"You want to ask me for a favor? What is it?"

The old man named Xue Wang raised his eyebrows.

"Well, it's nothing much, it's just that I recently took on a new disciple, and his strength is improving too slowly."

"So I want him to undergo more training in your cave, the Skinning Cave."

"This will make his aura of malevolence and bloodlust even stronger, and he will be able to cultivate our Blood Path Techniques even faster."

Xue Ming said calmly.

"A skinning den?"

Upon hearing the name, Yang Fan felt a chill run down his spine; this place didn't sound like a good place at all.

"He's only at the first level of the Qi Refining stage. Aren't you afraid that sending him here will turn him into an idiot due to the heavy baleful energy and bloodlust?"

Upon hearing this, Xue Ming rolled his eyes.

"It's not that easy to become an idiot. This kid has pretty good resilience. He was safe and sound when he went into the Blood Cave before."

"I knew from that time that his physique was different from that of ordinary people."

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan's heart skipped a beat.

So that's why the old man kept him here. Thinking of this, Yang Fan couldn't help but feel a chill of fear.

To be honest, it was fortunate that he had collected more medicinal herbs inside; otherwise, he would probably have ended up like those blood servants.

So many Blood Servants were easily killed by Xue Ming, yet he has been here for a month and has not heard of any punishment for Xue Ming.

Everyone seemed to completely ignore those blood servants, thinking that their deaths were no big deal and didn't take them seriously at all.

Hearing this, Xue Wang glanced at Yang Fan and nodded.

"That's not bad, this kid's physique is indeed impressive, but what you did before went too far."

"You slaughtered so many Blood Servants along the way, yet you claim they all died in the Blood Cave. Who can you fool with that lie?"

"You're not allowed to do that again."

Upon hearing this, Xue Ming waved his hand dismissively.

"It's alright, they're just ordinary people. I've already written a letter to that old emperor, asking him to send them over immediately."

"I estimate that another batch of mortals will be sent over in a few days. Mortals are as numerous as insects; they're just a dime a dozen."

Seeing Xue Ming treat human life so lightly, Yang Fan couldn't help but feel a pang of sorrow.

However, he didn't say much, he just lowered his head and stood there obediently.

"Alright, since you've brought him here, it wouldn't be right for me not to accept him. Kid, come in with me, I'll show you what's inside."

After saying that, Xue Wang waved to Yang Fan.

Immediately afterwards, Xue Ming patted Yang Fan's shoulder heavily.

"Kid, do a good job once you're inside, and don't embarrass me."

"Also, if anything happens, report it to me immediately. If anything goes wrong, I'll cover for you."

"But you must complete the task strictly here, or I'll skin you alive."

After speaking, Xue Ming waved his hand, signaling Xue Wang to take the person away.

Then Yang Fan obediently followed behind the old man. After Xue Ming left, Xue Wang waved for Yang Fan to follow him inside.

Yang Fan had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow the other person forward.

The cave entrance has a downward-sloping stone staircase, and all around you you can see all sorts of bizarre and wonderful stone carvings.

These stone carvings look incredibly ferocious.

Seeing Yang Fan examining the stone carvings, Xue Wang turned around and looked at him with some curiosity.

"When you came here, did your master tell you about the situation here?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan shook his head repeatedly.

Seeing this, Xue Wang couldn't help but let out a cold snort.

"That old man is still so unreliable. He didn't even bother to give us a heads-up before sending people here."

Then he took a deep breath and began to speak to Yang Fan.

"Since you know nothing, let me give you a hint. My place is called the Skinning Cave."

"This is the place where our Blood Fiend Sect specializes in skinning people."

"Peel it?"

Yang Fan couldn't help but grin.

"Don't worry, they won't skin us disciples alive so easily."

"Most of the skins we peel off are from those who were defeated in battle with our sect, as well as the dead bodies captured from the surrounding area."

"Living people don't come here. Those living people are either sent to make medicine or to test medicine."

"In short, only corpses will get them here."

Yang Fan frowned involuntarily.

If he remembered correctly, some of the corpses were sent to Corpse Puppet Peak.

"You want to know what our connection is with Corpse Puppet Peak, right?"

"To tell you the truth, the Corpse Puppet Peak needs corpses to make corpse puppets, and they will select some suitable corpses."

"Those were all carefully selected; most of the bodies were actually sent to me."

These corpses were either depleted of their vital essence or were incomplete.

It would be a real shame to throw them all away, so the sect set up the skinning pit here.

"Let me assign some tasks to the disciples of the sect."

At this point, he glanced at Yang Fan.

"Besides the rewards from the sect elders, most disciples in our sect can only exchange for various cultivation resources by doing enough things and accumulating enough contribution points."

"You're new here and don't know anything, so I'll give you some pointers."

"Working in my skinning den, you get ten contribution points for every human skin you peel."

"Ten contribution points won't get you much, but with one hundred points you can get a pill to improve your cultivation. These pills are of very good quality."

"And here, I have to skin at least twenty people every day."

Yang Fan felt a chill run down his spine.

"What's the use of peeled human skin?" he couldn't help but ask.

Upon hearing this, Xue Wang smiled and glanced at him, then nodded.

"You're right, you've hit the nail on the head."

"We won't waste the skin we've peeled off these people."

"These human skins are mostly used to make Thousand Soul Banners or Ten Thousand Soul Banners."

"The Banner of Ten Thousand Souls requires ten thousand divine souls, and also ten thousand human skins to sew it. Only with enough human skins can the banner be sewn properly."

"The better the quality of the human skin, the better the effect of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. In recent years, we have been raising the bar for human skin peeling."

"In addition to skinning them, you also need to keep the useful parts of these people."

"Some of the corpses are those of cultivators; they may contain valuable items inside them."

"Remember, once you find something inside, you must hand it over immediately, or you'll regret it."

As he spoke, the old man looked at Yang Fan with a smile, but his eyes held a cold glint.

Yang Fan trembled with fear.

"Don't worry, I will be honest and honest and will never hold anything back."

"Don't worry, I'm not a killer. As long as you work hard here, I will never treat you unfairly."

Seeing that the intimidation had worked, Xue Wang was very satisfied.

He led Yang Fan downhill, explaining the precautions for peeling the skin as they went.

When Yang Fan reached the bottom of the skinning cave, he was horrified by the scene before him.

A huge cavern, hundreds of feet in size, had been dug out in the ground ahead. Dozens of stone platforms were placed inside, and on each platform, a disciple was peeling human skin with a knife.

On one side were dismembered corpses, all thrown into the crematorium; on the other side were processed human skins, piled up like a small mountain.

Yang Fan felt a chill run down his spine. How brutal must the Blood Fiend Sect be? How many mortals must they kill every day?

Yang Fan clenched his fists, his anger finally reaching its peak.

He was born a mortal, not from a family of cultivators, and he had deep feelings for mortals. He couldn't tolerate these people treating human life so lightly.

Yang Fan clenched his fists, his teeth chattering, making a "crack" sound.

"Are you scared?"

Xue Wang thought Yang Fan was scared, so he gently patted his shoulder.

"Don't be afraid, most of the dead people here are not in danger."

"Only a small percentage of those with excessive malevolent energy or blood energy may rise from the dead."

"As long as you're careful, nothing will happen."

"If it really comes back to life, then you're just unlucky."

"Let's see how fast you can run. If you run fast enough, we can control the corpse. If you run slow enough, you'll be killed by the resurrected corpse. That's your fault for not being skilled enough."

The man said jokingly, and then patted Yang Fan on the shoulder.

"Come with me."

He led Yang Fan to a Blood Fiend Sect disciple and pointed at Yang Fan.

"Teach him properly today, tell him how to disassemble and peel it."