Being targeted.
The two Blood Ancestors smiled bitterly. They knew that as long as they endured Ye Fei's Martial Royal Tribulation, Ye Fei would most likely be killed by the Heavenly Tribulation. However, compared to Ye Fei's life, they were more concerned about the black lotus in Ye Fei's body.
From various clues, the three Blood Ancestors had already sensed that the Blood Demon was very likely dead. Then, the only way to remove the source of the plague in their bodies was to use the black lotus in Ye Fei's body. This was why they couldn't wait to kill Ye Fei.
Of course, the Blood Ancestor would never reveal this secret. Fortunately, before Xue Luan had left, he had already made detailed arrangements. As long as they followed Xue Luan's instructions, the Shengzis would definitely do as they said.
"By the way, I forgot to tell all the Holy Sons a piece of bad news. Venerable Tianmu has decided to change the Holy Son Challenge half a year later to drawing lots. The disciples who draw lots will only be able to challenge that Holy Son. This will also prevent people from avoiding the important points and focusing on the trivial points, choosing to challenge the weaker Holy Sons instead of having the courage to challenge the stronger Holy Sons," Xue Yin said sinisterly.
Upon hearing this, the expressions of the Saints changed. Many of them felt their scalps go numb. One had to know that in the past, the challenges of the Saints were casual. As long as Ye Fei wasn't stupid, he would definitely choose to challenge the weakest Saint to obtain the position of Saint.
But it was different now. The Saint Challenge had become a lottery. In other words, every one of them could be drawn and have no choice but to face Ye Fei's challenge.
"That wretched trash abandoned by the heavens. If he dares to challenge me, I'll make him die a horrible death when I become a Martial Emperor!" A powerful Holy Son shouted angrily. However, it was obvious that he was strong on the outside but weak on the inside. Many people could see that, but no one would point it out.
After all, they could look down on Ye Fei's identity as a person who had been abandoned by the heavens. However, they could not ignore the fact that Ye Fei was a Martial Sage and he had extremely powerful combat strength.
A few of the weaker saints were so nervous that cold sweat broke out on their foreheads. If Ye Fei were to pick one of them, wouldn't that person immediately fall from his position as a saint?
"Blood Ancestors, you were the ones who caused this. You have to take responsibility for us!" another Chosen said angrily.
Xue Yin and Xue Sha, who had long expected this, could not help but laugh sinisterly. "Hahaha, Saints, don't worry. Since we have done such a thing, we naturally have a way to help you get through this!"
"That's right. No matter how strong Ye Fei is, he's just one person. On the other hand, there are so many of us. Why would we be afraid of a piece of trash that was abandoned by heaven and earth? Why would we be afraid of an outsider with an unknown background?" Blood Hangman roared gloomily. His words also happened to hit the nail on the head of the Holy Sons.
They were already unhappy with Ye Fei for naming him Devil Saint. Most importantly, those who could become Saints all had powerful bloodlines and were destined to be geniuses from birth. As for Ye Fei, he was just an ordinary person with the Heaven Abandoned Cripple Physique. Yet, he was able to surpass them and stand above everyone else.
This made the Saints especially unhappy. Therefore, even though they knew that the Blood Ancestors were the ones who changed the rules, they did not want to lose their status as Saints. At the same time, they did not want to let an ordinary person surpass them, these special geniuses.
Almost without any consideration, the ten Saints all agreed to join forces to deal with Ye Fei.
In the room.
Ye Fei was still working hard on his cultivation. However, he did not know if it was an illusion, but he felt that the spiritual energy he was absorbing now was less than half of what it was a month ago. A few days later, it had decreased to a quarter. After another day, he could no longer absorb any spiritual energy in the room.
"What's going on? Could it be that we are absorbing spiritual energy too quickly and have absorbed all the spiritual energy in the surroundings?"
"Yiyi?"
Xiao Cao also woke up from his sleep. He rubbed his eyes and looked around. Xiao Cao suddenly realized something and quickly gestured.
Ye Fei looked at Xiao Cao's gestures in shock. "Xiao Cao, what did you say? All the spiritual veins around us have been sealed? What the hell is going on? "
Xiao Cao angrily shook his head, indicating that he did not know either.
Helpless, Ye Fei could only open the door. He found that there was indeed no spiritual energy outside. Many outer disciples were asking each other why.
At this moment, an elder flew over and said in a deep voice, "Everyone, please calm down. We have received a report that the spiritual veins outside Sen Luo Temple have been deliberately stolen and excavated. The Venerable One has ordered that all the spiritual veins be temporarily sealed until the thief is found."
"Elder, may I ask how long it will take to catch the thief?" a disciple asked worriedly.
"That's hard to say. It could be three months or five months. Just wait." The elder glanced at them coldly and turned to leave.
The disciples did not dare to stop him. They could only curse and curse the thief who stole the spiritual veins to die a horrible death. Then, they all left.
Ye Fei also subconsciously looked at the beast mark space. He saw that the Dragon Turtle was so hungry that it was lying on the ground. It did not look like it had snuck out to dig for spiritual stones. Only then did he feel relieved. Then, he also cursed the thief for digging the spiritual stones at the wrong time. Not earlier or later, but right when he wanted to break through to the tenth level of the Martial Saint realm.
"Isn't this delaying my cultivation? No, there is less than half a year until the Saint's Challenge. During this time, I must break through to the tenth level of the Martial Saint realm. Only then will I have the confidence to kill the three Blood Ancestors. "
Seeing that he could not cultivate in the room, Ye Fei did not hesitate and walked towards the spiritual river. Those who could cultivate in the spiritual river were the elite disciples of the Sen Luo Temple. If ordinary disciples dared to come here, they would have already been chased away. Since he could not cultivate in the room, Ye Fei had no choice but to come here. He planned to find a cave to cultivate in on the spiritual river.
However, before he could enter the spiritual river, a half-step Emperor Elder had already walked over and said in a deep voice, "Stop, you can't go in!"
"Why can't I go in?" Ye Fei was a little angry. If he could not cultivate in the room and the spiritual river, where could he go to cultivate?
Of course, the Elder knew Ye Fei. Seeing Ye Fei angry, he was also shocked. However, when he thought of the person behind him, he still said sternly, "Hmph, why? Don't you know that you need contribution points to enter the spiritual river?"
"What? Contribution points? Then how did I go in last time?" Ye Fei was very depressed when he heard this. That Elder was even more depressed. Last time, he also thought that Ye Fei was here to apologize to the Blood Ancestors. That was why he let Ye Fei go in. This time, the nature was different.
"Lord Demon Saint, don't make things difficult for us little Elders. How about this? Why don't you go and exchange some contribution points for contribution points? With contribution points, you can enter the spiritual river to cultivate." That Elder did not dare to offend Ye Fei, so he could only give him an idea.
This person did not offend him, so Ye Fei could not do anything to him. He could only gloomily ask where the contribution points were. He turned around and planned to go to the Merit Hall to find out how to exchange contribution points.
However, the Hall of Life and Death, which represented evil, was actually a Buddhist Hall of Merit. This name was really strange.
Standing at the entrance of the Hall of Merit, Ye Fei muttered and walked in. However, he quickly walked out with a dark face. "Damn, the Martial Emperor who exchanged contribution points is actually not here. He will only be back in a month. How can things be so coincidental? The spiritual Qi in my room was cut off, and there were Elders guarding outside the spiritual river to prevent me from entering. The Martial Emperor of the Hall of Merit also happened to be out for a month? "
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