I Have an Omen System-Chapter 40 - 39: Blood Poison Plague Scripture

Without a single hitch, Qin Xuan successfully joined the Plague Poison Altar.

After updating his Identity Token, Qin Xuan and the others followed the Plague Gu Daoist into the Inner Sect for the first time.

As he surveyed the ever-changing environment, Qin Xuan was overcome with shock.

’So, this is the true face of the Demon Sect.’

Towering blood-red peaks of all shapes and sizes pierced the clouds. From the crevices in the cliffs and fissures in the ground grew countless dark red vines, as thick as pythons.

At the foot of the mountains, vast stretches of barren, greyish-white wasteland extended outwards, littered with heaps of unknown bones.

"SCREECH!"

Sparsely-feathered, red-eyed Soul-Guiding Red Crows circled in the sky, letting out strange, cawing cries. A faint, crimson mist with the metallic tang of rust permanently shrouded the air, making it difficult for sunlight to penetrate and adding to the sinister atmosphere.

"My name is Wen Shichu. I am the Incense Master of the Plague Bone Altar. I have been cultivating for one hundred and eighty years and possess a Fourth-Layer Foundation Establishment Cultivation."

"From this day forward, you are the Stewards under my command. You will obey my orders. Do you understand?"

The Plague Gu Daoist had rarely spoken so much at once.

"We pay our respects to Master Wen Xiang!" Qin Xuan and the others kowtowed in greeting.

"Mm. Here are one thousand Contribution Points. Consider it a welcoming gift."

With a grand wave of his hand, the Plague Gu Daoist sent a flash of red light, and the Identity Token at Qin Xuan’s waist immediately began to tremble softly.

The five Stewards glanced at one another, their faces breaking into joyful expressions. "Thank you, Master Wen Xiang!"

This time, their words sounded much more sincere.

Of the nearly one hundred Demon Cultivators, only a mere five, including Qin Xuan, had chosen to join the Plague Bone Altar.

The one who left the deepest impression on Qin Xuan was a seemingly unremarkable Qi Cultivation Seventh Layer Demon Cultivator named Liu Yi.

Liu Yi had shifty, rat-like eyes, a handlebar mustache, and a naturally crafty, mercenary look on his face.

"Master Wen Xiang, is there anything you need this humble one to do?"

"I dislike red tape and being disturbed."

The Plague Gu Daoist said flatly, "My Plague Bone Altar is located within the Ten Thousand Poison Swamp in the Inner Sect. I will guide you there once today. Outside the swamp, you will have your own independent Cave Mansions."

"Your Cultivation is too low. From now on, unless there are special circumstances, there is no need to enter the island to find me. You only need to hand over the blood and bones on time."

’Just as I thought, the Plague Gu Daoist places very few restrictions on his Stewards!’

Liu Yi stood solemnly, a sycophantic expression on his face. "I will respectfully obey Master Wen Xiang’s decree!"

Nearby, Tan Fu frowned slightly, a look of displeasure on his face. He clearly disliked Liu Yi’s behavior.

Tan Fu was also at the Qi Cultivation Seventh Layer, but he seemed rather gloomy and reclusive. He carried a faint, strange odor, a mixture of rotting earth and medicinal herbs.

...

The Ten Thousand Poison Swamp, true to its name, was a vast, intensely poisonous swamp of variegated colors.

In the center of the swamp were a dozen or so pitch-black islands formed from the piled-up skeletons of Poisonous Insects, rotten wood, and sludge. These islands themselves were slowly drifting and floating.

The Plague Bone Altar was located on one of these floating islands, one made entirely of the skeletons of Poisonous Insects.

Wen Shichu gave Qin Xuan and the others several Magic Talismans that could temporarily block the poisonous gas of the bloody swamp, allowing them to enter and exit freely.

"I cultivate the Bone Marrow Transformation Jade Technique. I need to plunder the Spirit Bone Marrow of Cultivators or powerful Demon Beasts to temper my own body. I don’t care what methods you use, as long as you can bring me Spirit Bone Marrow. I will pay ten Contribution Points per tael."

As he spoke, he tossed out a Jade Scroll Daoist Scripture and several bottles of Pills.

"This is my Plague Bone Altar’s Mystic-tier Low Grade Cultivation Technique, the Blood Poison Plague Scripture. There is no usage fee. After cultivating it, you can turn your blood into a source of deadly plague poison, raise the Spirit Insect known as the Bone-Transforming Corpse Beetle, and control other Cultivators."

"These are Corpse Centipede Pills, a Pill for Early-stage Qi Cultivation Cultivators to raise their Cultivation, along with the refining method."

"How you use them is up to you."

"Also, when you have more than ten Demon Disciples under you who have reached the Qi Cultivation Second Layer, come find me in the Ten Thousand Poison Swamp. I will pass on other Cultivation Techniques and Divine Techniques to them."

Looking at the Jade Scroll Daoist Scripture in his hand, Qin Xuan was lost in thought.

...

Qin Xuan returned to Demon Disciple Dormitory Yi-Chou 1.

Gazing at the long-unseen, empty Demon Disciple Dormitory, with sunlight spilling onto his shoulders, Qin Xuan was overwhelmed with emotion.

’I’ve only been in the Holy Sect for a few short months, but it feels like several years have passed.’

Li Fan, Jiang Feng, Wang Hai, Xiao Ran... all these old acquaintances were gone.

Only Qin Xuan himself was still alive, and he had become a Steward.

Qin Xuan couldn’t help but shake his head, lamenting the unpredictability of fate.

’Old friends are like falling leaves in the wind, scattered and gone!’

Stepping inside, Qin Xuan found the room was also empty. Even Zhao Youliang was nowhere to be seen.

Qin Xuan frowned slightly, getting a feeling that something had happened.

’Was he called out by Steward Wang again?’

Qin Xuan didn’t dwell on the matter.

Instructor Li was dead, and the new Instructor hadn’t arrived yet. He had no idea how his fellow sect brothers would fare in the future.

His Cultivation had increased too quickly recently. Even for a Demon Cultivator practicing the Blood Demon Sword Scripture, his aura felt somewhat unstable.

He sat cross-legged and, since no one was around, began to consolidate his Cultivation. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

The Demonic Essence in his body completed a full Circulation.

The Golden-Breaking Blood Talisman on his Lifebound Copper Sword glowed faintly, flickering in and out of sight.

The unstable Demonic Essence gradually stabilized.

It wasn’t until midnight that Zhao Youliang and the others staggered back.

The moment he saw Qin Xuan, Zhao Youliang’s face lit up with joy. But just as he was about to speak, the words caught in his throat, and he became reserved.

As for the other Low-Level Qi Cultivation Demon Disciples beside him, they were trembling and shrinking back, not daring to approach.

Qin Xuan asked, "Brother Zhao, where have you all been?"

Zhao Youliang’s expression was humble. "Reporting to Steward Qin... we were called out by Steward Huang."

Qin Xuan was taken aback. Zhao Youliang’s use of "Steward" suddenly made him feel as if a pathetic, thick barrier had been erected between him and his old friend.

Then he realized. Having passed the Blood Pool Trial, in the eyes of these Demon Disciples, he was no longer a peer but a fearsome Demon Cultivator Steward.

Qin Xuan then smiled. "Junior brothers, I have a superior Cultivation Technique here. It only costs 100 Contribution Points. Is anyone willing to cultivate it?"

The expressions of the Demon Disciples changed drastically.

At that moment, under the uncomprehending and even contemptuous gazes of the other Demon Disciples, Zhao Youliang stepped forward.

"Steward Qin, I am willing to cultivate it!"

Qin Xuan’s eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands in praise.

"Hahaha, good! Junior Brother Zhao, from this day forward, you are the first Demon Cultivator under my command!"

...

Time passed slowly. Qin Xuan had already moved from the Demon Disciple Dormitory into a Demon Cultivator’s Cave Mansion, and his Cultivation was advancing with increasing speed.

His Lifebound Copper Sword also began to slowly turn silver-white.

Because his Cultivation Realm had advanced so quickly, the Sect hadn’t had time to assign him any tasks yet.

Qin Xuan was quite happy to have the leisure time.

The only thing that displeased him was that among the Demon Disciples of Dormitory Yi-Chou 1, apart from Zhao Youliang, not a single one was willing to take a loan to cultivate the Blood Poison Plague Scripture.

This made Qin Xuan start to admire Wang Jian.

’No wonder the Human King Steward is at the Qi Cultivation Ninth Layer and almost ready for Foundation Establishment. The man really has some skills. I need to learn from him!’

...

「One day, before the sect gate plaza.」

Rows of bleating Yellow Sheep were tied up neatly in the plaza.

Looking at the group of bare-chested teenagers before him, all around ten years old and holding swords, their eyes glinting with a mixture of naive awe, surprised excitement, and anticipation for the unknown, Qin Xuan felt as if he were seeing his past self.

"My surname is Qin. You can call me Steward Qin. From today on, you will work for me."

The group of Demon Disciples bowed and shouted in unison, "Greetings, Steward Qin."

Qin Xuan nodded slightly.

"Our Holy Sect is founded on the sword and guided by blood, cultivating Holy Skills. As Saints, if you wish to formally become Saint Cultivators, you must begin by becoming Bloodthirsty."

As he spoke, Qin Xuan expertly demonstrated by slitting the throat of a Yellow Sheep in front of him with one stroke of his sword. Crimson blood gurgled out, quickly soaking his entire palm.

The other youths followed his example.

Soon, black, Bloodthirsty Demon Patterns began to light up, one after another.

Clearly feeling the Demonic Essence surging within their bodies and their Cultivation increasing, the faces of the youths all showed the joy and excitement of novices.

Seeing that everyone had more or less adapted, Qin Xuan began to announce their tasks.

"As disciples of the Holy Sect’s Sword Sect, we must share the Sect’s burdens! Currently, spies from the Blazing Fire Sect are making trouble, slaughtering our Holy Sect disciples outside our gates. The first thing we must do is patrol the sect’s mountain!"

"The Sect will reward you with Spirit Stones according to your merits!"

"The first location is June Valley!"