How can I have a heart of a demonic god in my body?!-Chapter 154 - 0151: Ten-thousand-year Blood Soul Flower

"Junior Brother Chen, can we pretend that what happened between us never occurred? My real name is Liu Xinxin, and my infiltration into the Yunyue Sect as an inside agent was also born of necessity."

Qiu Xinxin spoke with a tender and pitiful expression.

Chen Yu gave a wry smile, "Master Qiu...oh no! Miss Liu's meaning is, the relations that happened before, Chen is no longer responsible for?"

"You..."

Liu Xinxin's face flushed with humiliation, and a flash of coldness appeared in her eyes.

"From now on, we are even; if we meet again in the future, we shall be as strangers!"

Liu Xinxin clenched her teeth tightly, holding back the resentment and murderous intent on her face.

As a woman, and moreover, one of such elegant and uncommon beauty, she had preserved her chastity for over a decade.

Result.

Her perfect body was defiled by a man who was not her beloved, a humiliation and unwillingness so intense.

But regarding this matter, Liu Xinxin was unable to flare up.

To some extent,

Chen Yu's killing of the Infinite Thief was her and her sister's lifesaver.

Having acquired the "Blood Sun Pearl," Liu Xinxin's mission was complete; that person always kept his promises, and her sister would be able to live until twenty.

Of course,

The most important point was Chen Yu's formidable strength and her current vulnerability.

If this were not the case,

Even if she were not to kill Chen Yu, she would have lashed out in anger.

"Miss Liu having come to this realization, I feel immensely guilty."

Chen Yu smiled faintly, but there was not a trace of guilt on his face.

Liu Xinxin, as a "spy" infiltrating the Yunyue Sect, naturally possessed a certain cunning and patience.

Compared to her, Mu Xueqing was as naive as a blank sheet of paper.

Even though he had been intimate with this woman, Chen Yu remained quite guarded at heart.

Liu Xinxin breathed a sigh of relief.

To some extent, she was also an inside agent in the Bone Demon Palace.

Chen Yu's accidental encounter with her and Lv Santong's fight, and the legacy treasure of this grand hall, were secrets unknown to others.

Looking at Lv Santong's corpse, the two exchanged a silent look, forming a tacit understanding.

The cause of Lv Santong's death was of significant importance; once exposed, it would only bring disadvantages, with no benefits, to both Chen Yu and Liu Xinxin.

"Let me do it!"

Liu Xinxin approached Lv Santong's corpse, stopping two zhang away.

Then,

She took out a black jar and threw it onto Lv Santong.

Whoosh!

A cluster of dark green "Bone Scale Flame" began to burn over Lv Santong's rotting corpse.

Chen Yu wore a contemplative expression.

Based on Lv Santong's corpse, he deduced that he and Liu Xinxin's intimate encounter had lasted through a day and night, including the periods of sleep.

Not long after,

Lv Santong's corpse turned into a pile of charred remains, and most belongings were destroyed.

The remaining items, neither of them took.

"My javelin..."

Chen Yu felt a pang of loss.

His javelin, not of high quality to begin with, was also destroyed by the Bone Scale Flame.

Afterward,

Chen Yu looked towards the statue base and the other two stone cabinets.

A total of four stone cabinets, Liu Xinxin and Chen Yu had each already obtained an item, leaving two legacy treasures remaining.

What was strange,

The remaining two stone cabinets did not respond to Chen Yu's various attempts, including trying to stimulate his heart, attempting to resonate, nothing worked.

In the end,

Chen Yu sighed and shook his head.

Among the four stone cabinets, only that archaic token was exceptional. It alone resonated with Chen Yu's heartbeats.

...

During this time,

At the center of the Blood Burial Garden, within the open-air Crystal Blood Pool,

Hum~

Encircled by numerous blood-colored grass stems and glassy blood flames, gorgeous blood-colored petals rippled with crystal clear, semi-transparent blood ripples.

"How can this be? That token... it has actually been obtained by someone!"

A void and gloomy woman's voice revealed a hint surprising.

"The person lacks the corresponding cultivation technique, bloodline... they can't even obtain my legacy treasure, yet that very token..."

The woman's voice faltered in confusion.

"It's just a token; not your legacy, anyway."

A babyish voice chimed in, sounding schadenfreude.

"Scram!"

The woman's voice turned into an enraged rebuke, "You're a frog in a well; how could you know the origin of that token? Even a mighty one of the Sky Sea Realm, upon learning the significance of this token, would go mad with desire to seize it."

"Wow! That powerful, huh? But it must still be inferior to my Ten-thousand-year Blood Soul Flower."

The babyish voice exclaimed in surprise.

In its memory, it had rarely seen the woman so emotively distressed and angry.

"Someone's coming."

The babyish voice suddenly quivered.

Just then,

A youth dressed in an animal hide armor with dark skin came to the open-air plaza where the blood pool was located.

This dark-skinned youth was Lu Zhuo, who had briefly crossed paths with Chen Yu.

"I've finally found it."

Dark-skinned youth Lu Zhuo, staring at the dreamlike blood flower within the blood pool, was filled with expectation and excitement.

The Ten-thousand-year Blood Soul Flower!

Lu Zhuo forcefully contained the surge of excitement and greed in his heart.

This flower, the culmination of all the fate within the Blood Burial Garden. The myriad of treasures within the garden, as well as the vast new blood and life souls absorbed from outside, all nourished this flower.

Huff~

Lu Zhuo took a deep breath to calm his emotions.

He understood the level and value of this flower was not something he could fully possess.

Sh, sh.

Lu Zhuo took a careful step, approaching the Crystal Blood Pool with extreme caution.

The area surrounding the blood pool was filled with densely packed blood-colored patterns, with rivulets of blood flowing through them. These came from all around the Blood Burial Garden, converging and merging into the blood pool as fresh nutrients to nurture the Ten-thousand-year Blood Soul Flower.

When he stepped onto these blood-colored patterns, Lu Zhuo's figure wavered, and his complexion slightly changed.

An indescribable pressure of the Blood Path descended, enough to make anyone under the Qi Transformation Realm spit blood and sustain heavy injuries.

Lu Zhuo wore a solemn and wary expression as his gaze once again swept toward the glaze-like blood flames within the pool.

For a moment, his eyes flickered undecidedly.

Just as the dark-skinned youth was about to take his next action,

footsteps sounded from another side of the open plaza.

"Junior Brother Mei... It should be right here,"

came a loud and careless voice.

A group of about a dozen figures approached, all disciples of the Bone Demon Palace.

The speaker was a short and ugly youth.

It was none other than Demon Clown.

Leading the group was a fine-looking youth with long black hair radiating the pressure of someone in the Qi Transformation Realm.

"Mei Changqing!"

Lu Zhuo was slightly surprised and halted in his steps.

These dozen or so people from the Bone Demon Palace were practically all elite disciples, almost exclusively from their secret transmissions.

The lowest level among them was at the Mid-stage of Organ Refining.

In the crowd, those who were at the Late Stage of Organ Refining numbered more than half.

After entering the Blood Burial Garden, whether they were disciples from the three sects or from the Bone Demon Palace, those who managed to survive and reach this place all had some fortune and many had advanced.

At this moment.

Mei Changqing, Jiang Ping, and Demon Clown, the top three of the Bone Demon Palace's secret transmissions, were all present.

"Eh! Darkie! You actually arrived here before us?"

Demon Clown's eyes bulged.

Lu Zhuo touched his nose and regretfully waved his hand, "Since you're all here, I will step aside."

With those words,

he moved away from the blood pool, yielding the position to the Bone Demon Palace group.

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"Darkie, you sure know your place,"

Demon Clown smiled with a sneer.

"There's no need!"

Mei Changqing smiled faintly and suggested, "Why doesn't Brother Lu join us in harvesting the Ten-thousand-year 'Blood Soul Flower'? Once we succeed, we can share a portion with you as well."

He surreptitiously sized up Lu Zhuo.

Before entering the Blood Burial Garden, Palace Master Fu had warned him that this man could very well be a major rival and should not be underestimated.

"This… With so many of you here, I wouldn't dare harbor any thoughts,"

the dark-skinned youth shrank back, quickly shaking his head.

"Coward!"

Exclaimed Demon Clown and the others, scoffing.

At this moment.

With their numerical advantage, together with Mei Changqing, an individual of the Qi Transformation Realm, along with elite secret disciples like Jiang Ping and Pang Tiancheng, they were indeed an almost invincible force within the Blood Burial Garden.

"Set up the array!"

Mei Changqing commanded in a low voice.

Whoosh! Swish, swish, swish...

At the command, six disciples of the Bone Demon Palace leaped forward, each producing a black Array Plate and black chess pieces.

Hum-whoosh!

A dark mist rose up, within which violent black winds swirled accompanied by the sound of thunderous crackling, covering a ten-zhang radius in front of the blood pool.

Lu Zhuo looked on in astonishment.

The preparation of the Bone Demon Palace, as well as their understanding of the Blood Burial Garden, was more thorough than he had anticipated.

These Array Plates and banners were all high-level items.

The total value of a complete set was equivalent to over a dozen mid-grade treasures, and their combined might could overpower a generic Postnatal Qi Transformation.

Unless a Qi Transformation Innate personally arrived, it would be extremely difficult to break through.

"This 'Forest Black Wind Array' is used to suppress the nearby Blood Dao power. Once we start picking the Blood Soul Flower, the power within the blood pool and the surrounding remnants of the ban will surely backlash,"

Mei Changqing explained.

After he finished,

covered by the dark mist, Mei Changqing slowly stepped closer to the blood pool.

Being a cultivator in the Qi Transformation Realm and with the protection of the array, he found resisting the Blood Dao power surrounding him considerably easier than Lu Zhuo had earlier.

Gazing at the Ten-thousand-year Blood Soul Flower in the blood pool, Mei Changqing's eyes revealed a hint of burning desire.

He was aware of the against-heaven functions and value of this flower.

Mei Changqing knew he couldn't possess the flower entirely; he just hoped to consume a small piece, any more would be too much for him to bear.

"This flower can strengthen life potential, nourish the soul, it's a comprehensive breakthrough for the very essence of life!"

"Just a small piece is a great fortune for me,"

Mei Changqing's breathing quickened.

He had broken through to the Qi Transformation Realm at the age of eighteen, and the prospects of advancing to the Guiyuan Realm in the future were promising.

If he could consume a small piece of the Ten-thousand-year Blood Soul Flower at this age, his potential would increase tremendously, and the possibility of one day reaching the acme of the Sky Sea Realm would become a sliver more likely.

Shortly after,

Mei Changqing reached the edge of the blood pool, still covered by the dark mist.

At his sides stood Jiang Ping and Demon Clown.

"Brother Mei, there might be a deadly peril brewing inside this blood pool, incomparable to outside of it,"

Jiang Ping cautioned.

Approaching the blood pool, her bloodline power became unstable and agitated.

"I understand,"

Mei Changqing was also sensing a strong sense of danger.

The three exchanged glances,

but ultimately, it was Jiang Ping who took a step forward with a thread of Black Profound Silk entwined around her finger.

"Junior Sister Jiang, your 'Black Profound Silk' is nearly as tough as a High Grade Treasure, and long enough for the task. We two will protect you,"

Mei Changqing offered politely.

Beside him, Demon Clown produced a thick shield, guarding in front of Jiang Ping.

Mei Changqing clutched a dark green bamboo rod, remaining vigilantly prepared in front of the blood pool.

Under these circumstances, Jiang Ping, who was assigned the task, was in fact the safest one.

"Go!"

Without hesitation, Jiang Ping launched her hand forward with a "pop," sending the Black Profound Silk streaking forward, turning into a straight black line.

Swoosh!

The taut line of dark silk bent at the tip like a black snake, swiftly entwining around the stem of the Ten-thousand-year Blood Soul Flower.