Chapter 236: The Yin Corpse Sect’s Elder

“Naturally, I have a way to deal with these things, so you do not need to worry. Instruct the men to take care of the protective formation. If anything goes wrong, don’t blame me for sacrificing all of you for my cultivation.” The Bloodthirsty Patriarch’s eyes widened. They flashed like lightning, as though he could read minds.

Shuddering, Shou Hou hurriedly replied, “Patriarch, please rest assured. I will ensure that the protective formation is taken care of.”

“Do your job well, and I won’t mistreat you.” The Bloodthirsty Patriarch nodded. After a moment, he asked, “What has Su Junqing been up to recently?”

“Su Junqing has been very active in the sect lately, and he has made new friends everywhere. He has a large amount of blood essence on him, and he has managed to secure connections with higher status people.”

“He is really generous, isn’t he?” The Bloodthirsty Patriarch’s withered face revealed a strange smile.

“I have also brought his gift to you. Patriarch, please take a look at it.” Shou Hou took out a glass bottle the size of a palm and respectfully presented it to the Bloodthirsty Patriarch.

The bottle was filled with a viscous red solution—the essence formed from human blood.

“Since he is so considerate, feel free to accept it!” The Bloodthirsty Patriarch gestured with his hands. He did not take a fancy to this offering because he felt that it was beneath him.

“Yes.” With a flattering smile, Shou Hou stashed the glass bottle.

“How has Blood Slave Number Thirteen been serving him?” the Bloodthirsty Patriarch asked.

“This…I don’t know what to say. Although Su Junqing treats Blood Slave Number Thirteen well, he seems restrained around her. I don’t understand what is going on.” Shou Hou’s interactions with Ye Yunzhi were very discreet, and he pretended as though he knew nothing about her grievances with Su Junqing.

The Bloodthirsty Patriarch would never expect Shou Hou to be so daring as to covet his Blood Slaves, so he did not notice anything strange. He only instructed, “Watch Su Junqing carefully. That’s all. You may go!”

“Yes!” Shou Hou bowed and left.

The Bloodthirsty Patriarch pondered deeply for a moment, sitting on a large chair. Then, he hit the chair’s handle and turned it.

A dark passageway immediately appeared below the chair.

The Bloodthirsty Patriarch followed the gloomy passageway, walking until he reached the end.

There was a red platform half the height of a man with a spotless white skull on top.

The top of the skull had been torn open and was faintly stained with blood. It seemed that it was frequently used.

The Bloodthirsty Patriarch bit open the skin of his finger and squeezed a drop of blood onto the top of the skull.

In the eye sockets, two flames immediately flickered. A beam of light flashed out and shone onto the opposite wall.

In the light, there appeared an image of a young boy in black robes. He looked to be approximately five or six years old.

Although he had a cute appearance, his phoenix eyes made him look arrogant. He was seated on a red chair three times bigger than him, and the scene was comical.

“Greetings to you, Elder Qiu.” The Bloodthirsty Patriarch bowed respectfully to the boy.

“What matter do you have?” the boy asked impatiently.

“Elder Qiu, the Spiritual Practitioner Alliance has unexpectedly found out that the Bloodthirsty Sect is cultivating Blood Lotus Flowers. They have sent a taskforce to snatch them from us. I fear this will delay you, so I decided to report it to you.”

The Bloodthirsty Patriarch did not confess that he was facing an attack because he had tried to plot against Medicine Refinery City’s lord. Instead, he pushed all the blame onto the Spiritual Practitioner Alliance.

“F*ck! How dare those people from the Spiritual Practitioner Alliance covet my Blood Lotus Flower! Let them all go to hell!” The boy was infuriated. He slapped his seat forcefully, looking as though he hated the fact that he could not immediately rush out and deal with the taskforce from the Spiritual Practitioner Alliance himself.

“Recently, something has gone wrong with my cultivation. With the Spiritual Practitioner Alliance bearing down on us menacingly, I fear that I will be unable to fend them off. I have no choice but to request your help,” said the Bloodthirsty Patriarch, scowling miserably.

He was trying to coax Qiu Sen.

Although he had been unable to complete his Spiritual Retreat as he would have liked, this had only impacted him a little. He had no problems fending off the Spiritual Practitioner Alliance.

However, like a wily old fox, he naturally sought helpers to assist him with such chores.

“No worries. I will send someone over to help immediately. I will eliminate every member of the Spiritual Practitioner Alliance in one stroke and use them as fertilizer for my Blood Lotus Flowers,” the boy roared arrogantly.

“Then, I shall patiently await the Envoy.” The Bloodthirsty Patriarch looked as though he was beside himself with emotions and moved to tears.

“Just wait patiently. The Envoy will arrive in two days, at most.” The boy gestured with his hands, and the image disappeared immediately.

The Bloodthirsty Patriarch finally straightened his back. There was a satisfied expression on his face.

With the Yin Corpse Sect’s help, no matter how sufficient their preparations, the Spiritual Practitioner Alliance’s taskforce was courting death.

Meanwhile, in the Yin Corpse Sect, more than a thousand miles away…

After Qiu Sen had stopped transmitting his image to the Bloodthirsty Patriarch, he used the Communication Talisman to make another call. “Youyue, come here.”

A moment later, a nonchalant voice came from outside Qiu Sen’s cave room: “Elder, did you ask for me?”

“That’s right. Come in!” Qiu Sen replied.

The stone door opened, and a fragrance drifted in.

Then, a tender-skinned and beautiful woman walked in. She was Qiu Sen’s Chief Disciple, Si Youyue.

She had bright eyes like clear autumn waters. They seemed capable of reading a person’s mind.

She wore a traditional chest jacket skirt in dark red. Her clothes revealed much of her snow-white skin, making her look charming.

Because of his method, Qiu Sen had a young boy’s appearance. However, he admired the woman’s looks like a grown-up. He liked this tender-skinned and beautiful Chief Disciple of his very much.

“Greetings to you, Elder. What instructions do you have for me?” As Si Youyue leaned over to bow, her cleavage deepened. It could dazzle any man.

“Go to the Bloodcloud Peak and bring back the Blood Lotus Flowers that grow there. While you’re at it, get rid of the Bloodthirsty Patriarch,” Qiu Sen instructed her calmly.

He showed no signs of his previous rage. Instead, he was frighteningly calm.

“Bloodcloud Peak is so far away!” Si Youyue looked annoyed as her gaze landed on Qiu Sen. Pouting, she added, “If I am doing this for you, and there’s nothing in it for me, I won’t accept the task!”

“Apart from the three Blood Lotus Flowers, everything else at Bloodcloud Peak belongs to you.” Qiu Sen waved his hand generously.

“Many thanks to you, Elder!” Si Youyue immediately revealed a soothing, obedient smile.

The Bloodthirsty Patriarch had been operating in the Lei Kingdom for a long time, and he must have accumulated quite a lot of wealth. She would not lose out if she were to head there.

“I will send a Demonic Corpse to accompany you.”, Qiu Sen made finger gestures as he cast a spell.

Behind him, a tall man noiselessly appeared. His curly black hair draped over his shoulders. His handsome face was as pale as a corpse, and his empty eyes emitted a terrifying aura.

However, his ears were the strangest thing of all.

They were shaggy like a wolf’s.

“Elder, you dote on me the most.” Seeing the Demonic Corpse, Si Youyue was even more satisfied with her mission. This gesture was the equivalent of handing her treasures for free.

“Take care to clean up the mess. Don’t leave any evidence behind.” Qiu Sen took out a token sculpted from the bones of the dead and threw it at Si Youyue.

This token controlled the Demonic Corpse, and Si Youyue hurriedly caught it.

Respectfully, she said, “Elder, rest assured. I will complete the mission.”

“Alright. You may go!” Qiu Sen casually gestured with his hands.

Si Youyue took the Demonic Corpse with her and left.

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