Seeing the cave become peaceful once more, Zhang Yan smiled faintly. With the help of the Illusion World, he had cut off all his worries and cleared his thoughts. At this moment, his mind was clear, and the demons all retreated and didn't bother him anymore.
However, he also understood that the demons were just temporarily unable to enter. In reality, they were still waiting on the side for a chance. As long as he showed a sliver of weakness, they would all attack him together.
One had to know that the human heart was fickle. Not only was it easy to be bewitched by external objects, but as long as there was an obsession in one's heart, if one did not cultivate their dao heart to perfection, as time passed, other flaws would slowly appear.
However, there were a lot less annoying things right now, which was an unexpected gain.
Now that his Xuan Seed had formed, he only needed to cultivate according to the Draco Yi Metal technique and refine the metal and fire Xuan Lights. Then, he wouldn't need to be afraid of normal Mystic Light Realm cultivators.
More importantly, he could only use one treasure to work with the sword ball, but once he became a Mystic Light Realm cultivator, he would be able to use two treasures at the same time, and his battle-power would increase greatly.
In the next few days, he sat in the cave and cultivated, and the metal and fire Xuan Lights in his body became stronger.
One day, he came out of his meditation and calculated the time.
He had already stayed here for ten days. According to this speed, he would be able to reach the Mystic Light Realm in half a month's time.
The only thing he needed to worry about was that the Master the two Blood Soul Sect disciples talked about was about to arrive. At that time, he might not even be able to stay alive, let alone cultivate. It seemed like he would have to kill his way out of the demonic cave on the fifteenth day.
Right as he was thinking, he heard some movement outside the cave, as if someone was approaching.
Zhang Yan's eyebrows furrowed slightly. Could it be a disciple of the Blood Soul Sect?
He made a hand seal, and the Stars Sword Pellet leaped above his head. Then, it transformed into a blue light of crystal sand that wrapped around his entire body. With a flash of light, a blue light flew out from the exit at the back of the cave.
However, he didn't leave immediately. Instead, he circled around and found a higher place to see who had come here.
Looking down, his eyebrows rose up and he thought, "It's this person?"
There were a total of four people standing below. All of them were covered in blood and looked battered and exhausted, as if they had just gone through a tough battle. Meanwhile, the Han family disciple whom he'd met once in front of the Guardian Palace stood in the middle, but he was surrounded by the other three.
One of the middle-aged cultivators who seemed to be the leader said, "Han Ji, we are only following orders to take your life today. Don't blame us. If you are willing to stretch out your neck to be executed, we can fulfill your wish and let your Origin Spirit go."
Han Ji revealed a forlorn smile. "Father really wants you to do it? I thought he would leave me here to fend for myself. "
He sighed again and said, "This is the devil's lair. Once my Primordial Spirit comes out, I'm afraid I'll be eaten by the devils. What difference does it make if I stay here or not? But there's still something I don't understand. Han Quande, can you tell me? "
The middle-aged cultivator nodded expressionlessly. "Speak."
Han Ji's expression was slightly agitated. "My father has never liked me since I was young. He even tried to find an excuse to kill me many times. Fortunately, my mother protected me many times, allowing me to escape with my life. I just don't understand. Why does he want to get rid of me?"
The middle-aged cultivator hesitated for a moment before saying, "At this point, I won't hide it from you anymore. Before you were born, I asked someone in the sect who was good at divination to divine your fate. The result of the divination was that you would harm your father. Do you understand now?"
Han Ji was startled. Then, a hint of anger flashed in his eyes. His body trembled as he said, "So it's because of this reason?"
The middle-aged cultivator nodded affirmatively. "That's right."
Han Ji looked up to the sky and laughed bitterly. He pulled at the clothes in front of his chest and said sternly, "I, Han Ji, swear to the heavens that if I don't die today, I will definitely destroy the Han family in the future!"
His shrill laughter echoed in the surroundings. When the middle-aged cultivator heard this, his expression darkened. He waved his hand and said, "Do it."
Zhang Yan saw everything clearly from where he was. Although Han Ji was a disciple of a large family, it seemed that he hadn't learned the true inheritance. He lacked the means to fight. Not long after, he was knocked to the ground. He could only rely on the green smoke coming from the incense burner to protect himself, gritting his teeth and holding on.
After a few glances, he didn't want to interfere in such a personal grudge. Just as he was about to leave, Han Ji's unwilling gaze flashed in his mind. After thinking for a moment, he said to himself, "Fine, I'll save you today."
He took out a robe from the dead Bloodsoul Sect disciple's sleeve. First, he made some noise. Then, he formed a seal and used a sword pellet to lift the robe into the air. It floated faintly in the air a few times.
As expected, this movement immediately attracted the attention of the people below. One of them cried out in alarm, "Not good, the people from Bloodsoul Sect are chasing us."
The middle-aged cultivator looked back, and his expression instantly changed. He had been chased by the Bloodsoul Sect disciples all the way here, and he was already frightened. At this moment, how could he still care about taking Han Ji's life? He hurriedly said, "Go!" With a stomp of his foot, he hurriedly escaped with the other two.
Seeing their fleeing figures, Zhang Yan smiled slightly and appeared. He slowly walked to Han Ji and said, "Are you okay?"
Han Ji lay on the ground, still panting. He looked up and saw Zhang Yan walking over. He couldn't help being stunned and said, "Senior Brother Zhang? Just now … "
Then, he seemed to think of something and struggled to stand up. He raised his hands and bowed deeply. "Thank you, Senior Brother, for saving my life."
Zhang Yan accepted his bow calmly and said, "En? You know me? "
Han Ji looked at him with an excited expression and said, "Senior Brother Zhang made Zhuang Bufan lose face last time. All the disciples of aristocratic families have heard about it. That day, you were with us in the Guardian Palace, so how could I not know you? I only hate that I was watched by a few servants that day and couldn't come and meet Senior Brother. "
Zhang Yan looked at him and saw a trace of admiration in his eyes. He shook his head and pointed to the cave not far away, saying, "This place is empty and eye-catching. Why don't Senior Brother follow me in? I still have a few things to ask Senior Brother Han."
Han Ji hurriedly took a step back and cupped his hands, saying, "I don't dare. If Senior Brother has any questions, I will tell you everything I know."
Zhang Yan nodded and took the lead to walk forward. Han Ji waited until Zhang Yan had walked past him before following behind.
The two of them entered the cave and sat down. Zhang Yan casually tossed Han Li an Qi Replenishing Pill and asked, "Brother Han, did you see Senior Martial Brother Xie Zongyuan and the others when you entered this devil cave?"
Hearing Zhang Yan's question, Han Ji put down the pill and sat up straight before answering, "I saw them. There were a few disciples of the Blood Soul Sect here at that time, but after we defeated them, we separated."
"I heard that when you fought, the other party had a very powerful Blood Soul. Senior Brother Han is a disciple of an aristocratic family. Do you know what realm this person is at?"
Han Ji thought seriously and said, "Other than its erratic body, this Blood Soul's face is like a real person's, so it must be a Core Transformation cultivator."
At this moment, he revealed a look of relief. "Fortunately, Senior Brother Fang Zhen had the Five Fire Divine Weapon Ring with him at that time. That was how we managed to injure this Blood Soul. However, if he had sent a few more Blood Souls here, we would have no choice but to wait for death."
Hearing this, Zhang Yan was surprised and said, "How can the Blood Soul of a Core Transformation cultivator be injured so easily?"
Han Ji explained, "Senior Martial Brother Zhang, you don't have to be surprised. There are more than a hundred Blood Souls of Core Formation cultivators, and there are good and bad ones among them. The powerful Blood Souls won't be released easily. Since they can travel thousands of miles, they must be used to scout or monitor the disciples."
Zhang Yan thought for a while and sighed. "If that's the case, it looks like I can't cultivate here for long. On the 15th day, when the Heavenly Ocean Eye opens, I'll kill my way out. However, if that's the case, I'll probably need a year and a half to reach the Mystic Light Realm. I won't be able to make it to the battle of the three lakes."
Hearing this, Han Ji didn't say anything. He only lowered his head as if he was thinking about something.
After a long time, he raised his head and said slowly, "Just now, Mr. Zhang saved my life, and I can't repay you. If Senior Brother trusts me, I can try to help you cultivate for two months."
"Oh?"
Zhang Yan looked at him and asked curiously, "May I ask how Senior Brother Han can do it?"
Han Ji raised his sleeve and took out a porcelain bottle. He said, "I heard that Senior Brother Zhang is a disciple of the Chancellor Zhou. You must recognize this."
Zhang Yan took it, opened the bottle, and smelled it. His eyes focused, and he said uncertainly, "This is … the Mystic Blood Pill?"
Han Ji nodded and said, "That's right. Senior Brother has good eyes. This is the Mystic Blood Pill that Spiritual Master Ru Huang of the Bloodsoul Sect made."
A hundred years ago, Perfected Master Ru Huang was a famous demonic cultivator in the Donghua Continent. This person was unscrupulous and killed cultivators of the Xuanmen Sect at will. It was to the point where even the Xueshuo Sect had to expel him from the sect.
However, this person was also a genius. At that time, he had already cultivated to the point where his Blood Soul and his soul could be combined and dispersed at will. As long as all his Blood Souls were not destroyed, it was impossible to kill him.
Later, for some reason, he was surrounded and attacked by six Spiritual Masters of the East Hua Continent. Only then was he completely eliminated.
Han Ji pointed at the Mysterious Blood Pill and said, "Back then, my ancestor also participated in this battle. This Mysterious Blood Pill was obtained from the demon body. This pill is useless to us cultivators of the Celestial Sect of Wonders, but to the disciples of the six great demon sects, it is a miraculous elixir. If he sees this elixir, he will immediately swallow it and refine it. Without a few months, he will not be able to complete it. In this way, we can buy at least two months for Senior Brother."
Zhang Yan returned the Mystic Blood Pill and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Han's method is good, but how are you going to give this pill to that person? Even if you give it to him voluntarily, aren't you afraid that the other disciples of the Bloodsoul Sect will take it for themselves? "
Han Ji's expression was a little sad. He said, "I was injured in my mother's womb and have a congenital deficiency. It is impossible for me to improve and cultivate Xuan Arts in this life. However, if I join the demon sect, I might have a chance to achieve enlightenment."
After a pause, he looked at Zhang Yan and said, "And this Mystic Blood Pill … is the gift to me!"
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