His speed was not the speed of the Heavenly Dao Foundation. Although the mask provided the power of disguise, masking the fluctuations of his cultivation base, he was doing everything else he could think of to avoid being identified as a fraud.

That night, an angry sound echoed over Zhongshan Peak.

"Damn it! Where has all the Blood Qi gone!?"

"What's happening? This is the second night in a row!"

"Something's wrong here!!"

The most tragic was Master God-Diviner... He had been unconscious all day. When he finally awoke the next evening, he looked around, face pale, eyes bloodshot, and burning with rage.

"Who is conspiring against me!?!?" A fierce aura erupted from within him, and his eyes were filled with fury. "Whoever you are, plotter, you're dead!"

Taking a deep breath, he suppressed the injuries from the rebound of the previous night, then cast a spell. His eyes immediately glowed with a bright light.

"Now is the time to determine exactly who you are!" Master God-Diviner was the kind who sought revenge for the slightest grievance. Immediately, he performed the Olympics and a Divination Technique, causing his eyes to whirl. They spun faster and faster, drawing in a steady stream of Blood Qi from the area.

It was then that a blurred figure appeared in his vision. Just as Master God-Diviner was about to try to force the figure into focus, the sneaky Yan Xiaobao slipped into the area.

He took two minutes to take two deep breaths, following which a furious howl erupted. When the Blood Qi in the area suddenly vanished, a tremor went through Master God-Diviner. His previously suppressed injuries spun out of control, and he coughed up another large mouthful of blood before passing out again.

On the third evening, he finally forced his eyes open. His body was weak, and blood still seeped from the corner of his mouth. He knew he was seriously injured and would not be able to engage in any activities for at least a month.

He screamed in rage, "I can't believe someone is truly conspiring against me. I will tear you to shreds!" Biting his teeth, God-Holy Master left his Immortal Cave and traded with some sect members to procure medicinal pills to help him recover. After hearing complaints about the recent events, he realized that no one was specifically plotting against him. However, his hatred continued to brew. He told other cultivators that he had determined it was not a natural disaster but someone using some unknown method to absorb the local Blood Qi.

Master God-Diviner was relatively famous in Middle Peak, so people believed his explanation. Therefore, the cultivators most affected by the events of the past two nights went out to find the culprit.

Two more nights passed, but no one uncovered any clues. However, the Blood Qi seemed to continue disappearing. Killing intent rose and soon began to spread.

"Have you heard about the mysterious cultivator on Zhongshan? Every night he drains all the Blood Qi from the entire peak!"

"What a psychopath! Lots of people have been injured in their cultivation. Recently, no one dares to cultivate at all."

"Who is he? Does he have a death wish? If people find out who he is, even the sect won't be able to stop him from being killed!"

Yan Xiaobao heard a lot of such talk during the day, which scared him greatly, and he decided to rest for a few days. But as his cultivation speed slowed, he became anxious and ventured out again.

However, many cultivators from established foundations had sworn oaths of office to find the culprit. At one point, Yan Xiaobao even joined one of their groups and joined in the cursing, trying to express as much anger as possible. Therefore, no one suspected him.

Three more days went by, and Bai Xiaochun spent his nights there, trying to find places that sucked away Blood Qi. However, too many foundation established cultivators were searching, and he never found an opportunity.

He took some time to think and decided not to act rashly. After a few more days, finally, the temporary unity of the foundation cultivators began to fade. It was then that Yan Xiaobao set out, humming a tune while he absorbed Blood Qi.

He jutted out his chin and waved his gloves dismissively, saying arrogantly, "Hmph! You want to compete with Yan Xiaobao? I have more experience in these matters than anyone!"

That night, he had a rich harvest. At one point, he passed through an area where the Blood Qi was noticeably stronger than in other regions. Delighted, he absorbed some but didn't dare linger for long.

This went on for about half a month. When many people were out, he would stop. When the numbers thinned, he would go out to absorb some Blood Qi. His Blood Sword grew ever sturdier, and the power of his Immortal Heavenly King had reached the strength of seven Mammoths.

"Soon I will strike the strength of ten Mammoths. The first level of my Immortal Heavenly King will be complete, and I will be able to unleash Mountain Shaking Bash!

"Additionally, I feel the Blood Sword is almost fully cultivated!" Yan Xiaobao started becoming very excited.

As for the cultivators in Middle Peak, they were going insane. They were vicious people to begin with, but thanks to the half month's worth of torment provided by Yan Xiaobao, their killing intent became even more pronounced.

During that time, their cultivation nights were never stable. This was especially true considering Yan Xiaobao had no set schedule or route...

The foundation cultivators had reached the point where they couldn't take it anymore. Especially those tortured by the rebounds that made them cough blood.

"Who is it?!"

"I want to kill that guy! Damn it! I'm going to kill him!"

"Does this guy want to die? Even if my cultivation base is unstable, I'll still make him pay!"

All of Middle Peak was in an uproar. Never in their lives had these foundation established cultivators experienced something like this, and in the daytime, everyone walked around with bloodshot, murderous eyes.

Yan Xiaobao was stunned by everything he saw. In fact, before he went out of his Immortal Cave during the day, he would always keep his eyes open until they turned red. Then, he would make sure to curse the Blood Qi-Thieving Fiend loudly.

Time passed, and the foundation established cultivators hadn't given up on finding the culprit. Those skilled in Divination and Prophecy tried to utilize their abilities to expose who was responsible. But few people were genuinely skilled at this art. Master God-Diviner was actually the most famous and proficient, but his injuries prevented him from using his art. Hence, the jaws of Middle Peak could only simmer in frustration.

Yan Xiaobao halted his activities for a few days immediately. When he returned, he found that there were indeed foundation cultivators patrolling all the main areas. Apparently, everyone had genuinely united in an unusual manner to address a common problem.

Yan Xiaobao was completely shocked. After walking for a bit, he finally sighed. Even as he was trying to decide what to do next, he passed by an area that seemed very quiet and stopped to look around.

"No one is patrolling here?" Blinking, he carefully studied the area to confirm that there was no one present. Only then did he remember this was the place he had passed by a while back, where the Blood Qi had been stronger than usual.

Upon exploring, he discovered an apparently ordinary Immortal Cave. Then he took out a jade slab to check some information, following which his eyes lit up.

"Why haven't I paid attention to this place before? All the Immortal Caves in this area should be empty. I wonder to whom this place belongs? Oh well, it won't hurt to take a breath. Licking his lips, he took a deep breath, causing the Blood Qi in the area to surge toward him. In fact, a huge explosion came from inside the Immortal Cave itself. At last, he obtained as much Blood Qi as from two or three other areas combined.

"This place is awesome!" Not daring to linger in one place for long, he quickly left. However, he returned the next night and took two more breaths. He did the same the third night, and the fourth. To his delight, he found that nothing happened, and no one even went near that particular Immortal Cave. Eventually, on the fifth night, he made an effort to take ten breaths.

Finally convinced that there was no problem and that no one was in the Immortal Cave, he also noted that during the day, it seemed no one cared what happened. And it was the same at night!

"Hahaha! Heaven truly has eyes!" On the sixth night, Yan Xiaobao arrived early and sat down to do his usual breathing. By now, he was ready to complete the first level of the Immortal Heavenly King!

Once the technique was triggered, the area's Blood Qi began rushing toward him. Yan Xiaobao waved his hands grandly, quickly absorbing the Blood Qi. Inside the Immortal Cave, everything began to thrum silently. Massive amounts of Blood Qi poured out, flooding into Yan Xiaobao, fueling the cultivation of the Immortal Eternal Life Skill. His entire body ached and tingled, the accumulation of power was very evident. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

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