The night of the Blood Moon was supposed to be Su Daozhi's death.
But after Chung Shen-soo became a Herder, the Headless Count became very obedient.
Even though it couldn't suppress its desire to kill, it was still under Chung Shen-soo's control.
What truly caused him to frown was the fact that his bloodline was slightly boiling.
"Strange … I should've cultivated to the point where I can control my entire body. What's with this boiling bloodline? It doesn't seem to be mine. It's this body that's affected …
"Su Daozhi … the Su family?"
Chung Shen-soo's eyes lit up. "The Su family is a county after all. Maybe they left something behind. For example … a secret treasure that only the Su family's bloodline can sense at a specific time and place?"
Even a cultivator with Divine Ability would be very tempted by the legacy left behind by a county's prestigious family.
He walked out of the half-collapsed house and wandered in the ruins.
Following the guidance of his bloodline, Chung Shen-soo came to a pond.
The pond, which used to have goldfish and flowers, had long been drained of water. There were layers of mud on the ground, emitting a stench.
When Zhong Shenxiu arrived, under the crimson moonlight, the bottom of the pond was constantly bubbling, as if something was about to break out of the ground.
"Maybe … it's also a trap."
Chung Shen-soo hesitated. Just as he was about to use the Headless Count to open a path, his eyes flickered, and he hid to the side.
The next moment, thick darkness drowned him. Even his aura was reduced to an extremely subtle level.
Not long after, another streak of light descended.
Seeing that the light was dim and extremely slow, Chung Shen-soo knew that it was just a Gang Fiend cultivator, and his spells didn't seem to be very good.
In a flash, the black smoke-like escape technique dispersed, and a middle-aged man with two buns, black robes, and a huge black gourd on his back appeared. He looked evil no matter how one looked at him.
Looking at the bubbling pond, a look of joy appeared on his face, and he excitedly muttered to himself,
"It is said that fortune and misfortune depend on each other. Indeed, the ancients did not deceive me!"
"I, Dong Xie Zi, was sent to the Azure Province. However, I managed to avoid the recent great purge in Luo Province. I heard that the Supreme Dragon Tiger Sect sent their elite disciples over and killed the brothers of my Black Lotus Church so miserably …"
"It's said that the news was leaked directly from Qingzhou's Soft Wind County. The cult was furious and sent experts to investigate … I hope they won't call me over. I've finally found this place with great difficulty, and I'm about to use it to cultivate the Thousand Slaughter Bone Demon …"
"Rumor has it that this place was once the home of a great clan. However, due to the involvement of a rebellion, the main bloodline of the clan was exterminated … Tsk tsk, as expected of the Great Clans."
Dong Xie Zi walked to the edge of the pond and patted the huge gourd on his back.
The mouth of the gourd opened automatically and released a whirlwind. The whirlwind swept up the mud at the bottom of the pond and sucked it into the gourd.
As the old mud was swept away, many white bones were revealed. A foul stench spread out in all directions. However, Dong Xie Zi did not feel uncomfortable at all. Instead, excitement appeared in his eyes. "Not bad, not bad. So there are so many dead people buried here. After I take away the treasures, it will be an excellent place to cultivate my baleful aura …"
After about 15 minutes, a thick layer of mud was scraped off the bottom of the pond, revealing a layer of stone slabs that had clearly been renovated.
This layer of stone slabs probably had the effect of concealing one's aura. Only now did it reveal its extraordinariness.
Dong Xie Zi's eyes lit up. He released a black flying dagger Dharma artifact and started to attack the layer of stone slabs fiercely.
"Rumble!"
Amidst the muffled sounds, the ground trembled, and dust flew up.
However, the layer of stone slabs did not budge.
"The Heavenly Dao rewards the diligent. Even if I die of exhaustion here today, I have to break this restriction."
Dong Xie Zi became determined and continuously circulated his magic power.
Chung Shen-soo hid at the side. After confirming that there was no one else nearby, he secretly flicked his sleeves.
An extremely fine blood-red light floated out and secretly attached itself to the stone slabs.
As if sensing the aura of the bloodline, the layer of stone slabs became soft and soft. Like mud, it was cut open by the black flying dagger.
"Haha … Indeed, the Heavenly Dao is rewarding me!"
Dong Xie Zi was not aware of it. Instead, he became even more excited.
Not long after, the layer of stone slabs was peeled off, revealing an item underneath.
It was a black wooden box with a yellow talisman pasted on its surface.
"Seal? Could it be to prevent the loss of spiritual power … "
Dong Xie Zi did not recognize the vermilion strokes on the yellow talisman at all. Instead, he muttered a few words to himself. Then, he raised his hand and summoned the box into his hand.
He lifted his hand and the yellow talisman floated down.
In an instant, the surrounding darkness seemed to become denser.
Chung Shen-soo, who was hiding, frowned. "Why do I feel like this is not a treasure … but a … demonic item?"
This crimson moon really made him recall some bad memories.
Furthermore, the seal did not seem to be to prevent the leakage of vitality. Instead, it seemed to be to prevent something from coming out of the box?
"Luckily, I found a scapegoat …"
Chung Shen-soo was not in a hurry to snatch it. Instead, he quietly observed the changes.
He saw Dong Xie Zi open the wooden box. His expression turned to one of confusion as he took out a black rag.
On the rag, there were some patterns vaguely drawn.
Dong Xie Zi actually recognized one of them. He gestured. "This is … the mark of the Netherworld Demon Sect? So, this big family is actually related to the Netherworld Demon Sect, one of the Six Dao Demon Sects? "
His expression gradually became fanatical. "The Six Paths of the Demon Sect is the most authentic source of the Demon Path. If I could obtain some benefits from it, I would be able to enjoy it for the rest of my life. This seems to be a picture … but why is it incomplete?"
Dong Xie Zi looked at the black rag and mumbled to himself. He did not realize that the black rag was like a black hole, greedily absorbing the crimson moonlight.
Dong Xie Zi's expression gradually changed as he held the item.
On the back of his hand, a layer of fine black hair suddenly appeared.
"As expected … something that can be sensed by Su Daozhi, a branch family bloodline, can't be too good … This thing seems to have a huge side effect. The Su family actually colluded with the Demon Dao? It's not wrong for them to be exterminated … "
Chung Shen-soo thought for a while. He felt that if he continued watching, only demonic items would appear. There might even be other troubles.
Thinking about this, he secretly released the Venomous Dragon Flying Sword. The Mystic Yin Soul-Slaying Sword Qi suddenly exploded and trapped Dong Xie Zi within it.
Thousands of sword Qi suddenly exploded and instantly turned Dong Xie Zi into a pile of minced meat.
Then, a layer of True Fire burned and turned Dong Xie Zi's remains into ashes.
"Hmm?"
Amidst the flames, only the rag and the yellow talisman were unharmed.
Chung Shen-soo thought for a while and took out another box. He used his Dharmic powers to throw the black rag inside and stuck the talisman on it.
"Pa!"
The creepy feeling in the void instantly disappeared without a trace.
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