Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

Gu Wangjun and Duan Xingchen also saw the text written on the second page—

"Xue'er's physical body is not in balance, and the blood essence of the three thousand Kaiyuan sword masters is impure. We need to find pure blood to restore Xue'er's physical body. Baicao Ling can still stabilize her soul, but time is running out. If there is no pure spiritual blood within three months, her soul will inevitably develop cracks, and rebirth will be out of reach."

"Seven days later, he went to Wumiao Temple to seek his master, but to no avail. He was then besieged by the self-proclaimed righteous Qingtian Sword Sect. Fortunately, he escaped. In desperation, he had no choice but to take Xue'er's body and soul into the Dead River to prolong her body and soul with his blood... But this could only last for a short time, and could only prolong her life, not bring her back to life."

"Fifteen years later, after emerging from the River of Death, Xue'er's physical body was almost decayed. Only the Five-Colored Exquisite Pagoda, a supreme treasure of heaven and earth, could draw demons into her body and transform decay into wonder."

"However, with the blood of the corpse entering my marrow, demonic energy has sprung up. Although my mind is that of a Buddha, my body has been eroded by the demonic path, causing me immense pain. I bleed every day without healing. If I do not obtain the Five-Jeweled Exquisite Pagoda, I fear there will be no more Liu Xun Kong in this world, and naturally no one will care about Qu Wenxue."

"However, the Five-Jeweled Pagoda is a Buddhist treasure for suppressing demons. If I enter the temple with this body, I will surely be exorcised by my former fellow disciples. But Liu Xun Kong has no other choice but to carry the coffin into the temple and face his master directly."

"Finally... he murdered his master and slaughtered his fellow disciples... carrying the blood of his former friends... and entered the tower."

This text is fragmented.

If the first half is resentment towards the unfortunate events, then the second half...

It is an indescribable sorrow.

Especially the last paragraph.

It was written in an almost distorted way, intermittently, with some words looking incredibly strange, as if it had been written while struggling in a painful hell.

On this page, Duan Xingchen and Gu Wangjun saw two names.

Liu Xun Kong and Qu Wen Xue.

When the owner of this autobiography first wrote the name Xue'er, Duan Xingchen and Gu Wangjun were both shocked. Zhang Ruoxue's name also contained the character Xue, which made it hard to believe that it was a coincidence.

Fortunately, in the end, the owner of this self-recorded book, Liu Xunkong, revealed Xue'er's full name—Qu Wenxue.

It was not Zhang Ruoxue.

"Phew—" After reading the second page, Gu Wangjun did not rush to turn the page. Instead, he raised his head and looked around: "If what is recorded in this book is correct, then we are now in the Five-Jeweled Exquisite Pagoda."

"That should be it."

Duan Xingchen nodded. According to what Gu Wangjun had said earlier, if this self-record was also the memory of this half-immortal of the demonic path, then there shouldn't be any misleading content.

In other words, they are indeed inside the Five-Colored Exquisite Pagoda at this very moment!

And this piece of literature—

Duan Xingchen's gaze involuntarily fell on the incomplete painting, on the face of the woman who looked exactly like Zhang Ruoxue.

If I'm not mistaken, then it should be Qu Wenxue, whom Liu Xunkong has mentioned many times.

"Liu Xun Kong even mentioned a method of rebirth in the book. However, judging from the records, it seems that it requires reshaping Qu Wenxue's physical body and stabilizing her soul. For this, he killed quite a few people."

Gu Wangjun lowered his head and stared at the withered yellow pages of the book.

"First came the three thousand sword masters at the Kaiyuan Realm, then came the Nascent Soul stage enemies from Baigu. And then, in order to get to this Five-Jeweled Exquisite Pagoda, they even killed their own mentor and fellow cultivators."

"Kaiyuan...Nascent Soul Formation..."

Duan Xingchen frowned, seemingly feeling something was amiss.

Isn't this the cultivation level of the first and second level Blood Spirits?

Could it be...?

Those killed by Liu Xunkong... will all appear in the form of blood spirits within this Five-Jeweled Exquisite Pagoda?!

If that's really the case...

"Star, watch out!"

Gu Wangjun shouted sharply and flashed behind Duan Xingchen at lightning speed. Duan Xingchen, who was focused on analyzing the words in the book, was completely unaware of the attack coming from behind.

hum~

A dark golden shockwave spread outwards, and Gu Wangjun gripped the tip of a gleaming golden spear tightly in one hand, with a large amount of blood flowing from his palm.

His wrist trembled slightly, and a rare look of surprise and tension appeared on his usually calm face.

If you ask why—

Because of the blood spirit that appeared before them, manifesting in the form of a monk or Zen master...

He clearly possessed the cultivation level of the Void Transformation stage!

28. Was I wrong?

Gu Wangjun gripped the sharp spear tip, blood flowing from the broken wounds on his skin. He rarely showed such a solemn expression as if facing a formidable enemy, his eyes fixed on the Blood Spirit incarnation clad in a monk's robe directly in front of him.

Just as recorded in the book, it seems that the Blood Spirit incarnation before us must be the very same mentor whom Liu Xunkong killed in the past.

The power of this shot had already reached the Void Realm. If King Gu had been even a fraction later, Duan Xingchen's back would have been pierced instantly.

"Senior Brother, you..."

"Back off."

Gu Wangjun's tone became extremely heavy, a tone completely unlike that of the senior brother who usually wore an apron, wore a harmless smile, and watered flowers in the backyard.

With his strong arms shielding Duan Xingchen, Gu Wangjun still gripped the tip of his spear tightly, then gave a deep shout and took a step forward.

He knew he couldn't back down.

Fortunately, there was only one Blood Spirit in front of him. Although he had the cultivation of the Void Realm, he was not so preoccupied as to be unable to attend to Duan Xingchen.

"Star, let's go."

Gu Wangjun's words were very brief.

Duan Xingchen immediately understood what Gu Wangjun meant—with his cultivation level, he was simply not qualified to join the battle, and standing here would only cause trouble for Gu Wangjun.

She intended to grab the ancient book and leave, but when her hand touched the cover again, the pages suddenly rose with the wind, fluttering in mid-air before dissipating into nothingness.

"Tsk."

Upon seeing this scene, Duan Xingchen couldn't help but click his tongue slightly, then turned around and tore down the tattered scroll from the wall.

—This woman, who looks exactly like Zhang Ruoxue, is very likely the key clue for them to leave this Five-Jeweled Pagoda.

Moreover, if this scroll were taken out, perhaps we could directly ask Zhang Ruoxue herself if she had any recollection of it.

After doing all this, Duan Xingchen fixed his gaze on the steps leading to the fourth floor not far away and rushed over without the slightest hesitation.

at the same time--

Gunshots streaked through the air.

A black shadow flashed by, and Gu Wangjun felt a sharp pain in his palm. In an instant, the gun slipped from his grasp.

The blood spirit, who resembled a monk, walked through the air and raised his spear to kill Duan Xingchen from behind.

He doesn't want anyone to leave!

How could Gu Wangjun allow his junior sister to suffer any mishap? He stomped his foot hard, and his strong body transformed into a swift streak of light, instantly catching up with the terrifying spear shadow that was as fast as a shuttle.

He stood behind Duan Xingchen and swung a palm at the incoming spear shadow.

A phantom image of a dragon and a tiger suddenly appeared in Gu Wangjun's broad palm. Its majestic dark red form manifested in the world in the form of spiritual energy. With a single palm strike, the surrounding void space trembled and distorted violently, but the majestic dragon and tiger image remained completely unaffected.

hum~

The spear tip, rushing towards them as if to pierce through everything, was entangled by the dragon and tiger, and its brilliant silver light gradually dimmed.

boom!

With a loud bang, the monk Xue Ling was thrown back by the enormous recoil force, crashing into the array on the inner wall of the tower before slowly sliding to the ground.

Upon witnessing this scene, Duan Xingchen couldn't help but stop in his tracks.

That palm strike just now... she seemed to see the essence of the Great Path of Martial Arts in it... and that terrifying dragon and tiger phantom, she seemed to have seen it somewhere before.

"go!"

But Gu Wangjun's deep shout made Duan Xingchen tremble. He dared not think any further and hurriedly used his cultivation technique to rush towards the fourth level.

Just as Gu Wangjun was about to leave, another flash of silver light appeared—

call out!

The spear tip pierced the air.

The monk Xue Ling was covered with hundreds of ancient Buddhist scripture characters. Although his eyes were dead, his aura was as powerful as when he was alive. He stood with his hands clasped together, looking just like a living Buddha who had descended to earth.

The spear that flew past Gu Wangjun and was narrowly avoided by him emitted three sharp clangs before spinning back into the hands of the monk Xue Ling.

"Even those who practice Buddhism or Taoism, even those who are blood spirits, can draw the Great Dao into their bodies...?"

King Gu knew he couldn't escape.

Because his entire body, or rather the entire third level, was enveloped by thousands of floating divine scriptures, there was nothing else in this space except for the barrier formation created by the Buddhist scriptures.

Gu Wangjun clenched his fist, making a cracking sound.

Seemingly feeling helpless, he sighed deeply and muttered to himself, "If I could, I wouldn't want things to be like this..."

Hiss--

A faint mist of blood emanated from the thousands of orifices in his body.

Gu Wangjun's lips curled up slightly, and his already robust physique seemed to have swelled up even more.

Without any hesitation, he rushed towards the monk Xue Ling, who seemed like a living Buddha descended to earth.

bang bang bang-

The explosive sound and terrifying shock lasted for a long time.

Standing on the fourth floor of the Five-Jeweled Pagoda, Duan Xingchen could not see what was happening on the third floor, and even if he could, he probably wouldn't be able to understand it.

Because that was a battle that cultivators of her level could not possibly intervene in...

She felt the entire tower trembling, the earth shaking, and everything around her seemed to be breaking and tearing apart.

The endless roar and the endless distortion made her feel somewhat terrified for a moment.

She stared intently at the corner of the stairs, her eyes revealing an undisguised panic.

What Duan Xingchen hoped to see was a bald head... no, that monk Xue Ling also seemed to be bald.

Let me correct you—