Chapter 151

"Chen, can we pretend that what happened between us never happened? My real name is Liu Xin'er, and I entered the Yunyue Gate as a spy because I have my own difficulties. "

Qiu Xin'er said with a pitiful expression.

Chen Yu smiled and said, "Teacher Qiu... Oh no! Do you mean that I don't need to take responsibility for what happened before? "

"You..."

Liu Xin'er's face was full of shame, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.

"From now on, we don't owe each other anything. When we meet in the future, we'll just be passers-by!"

Liu Xin'er gritted her teeth and suppressed the resentment and killing intent on her face.

As a woman, and an elegant and refined beauty at that, she had maintained her chastity for more than ten years.

In the end.

Her chastity was destroyed by a man she didn't love. How strong was this humiliation and unwillingness?

But Liu Xin'er couldn't be angry about this.

To a certain extent.

Chen Yu killed the Seamless Thief and could be regarded as the savior of her and her sister.

After getting the Blood Yang Pearl, Liu Xin'er's mission was considered completed: that person had always kept his promise, and her sister would live to 75 years old.

Of course.

The most important point was Chen Yu's tyrannical strength and her weakness at the moment.

If not for that.

Even if she didn't kill Chen Yu, she would have to vent her anger.

"I am ashamed that Miss Liu is aware of this."

Chen Yu smiled faintly. However, there was not the slightest hint of shame on his face.

As a spy who entered the Yunyue Gate, Liu Xin'er naturally had a certain degree of shrewdness and forbearance.

Compared to her, Mu Xueqing was as simple as a piece of white paper.

Even though he had that kind of relationship with this woman, Chen Yu was still quite vigilant in his heart.

Liu Xin'er breathed a sigh of relief.

To a certain extent, she could be considered a spy in the Bone Demon Palace.

Chen Yu bumped into her fight with Lv Santong, as well as the inheritance treasure of this hall, which was an unknown secret.

Looking at Lv Santong's corpse, the two looked at each other and formed a tacit understanding.

The cause of Lv Santong's death was of great importance. Once it was exposed, it would only be bad for Chen Yu and Liu Xin'er.

"Let me!"

Liu Xin 'er approached Lu Santong's corpse and stopped two feet away from it.

Subsequently.

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

Hu!

A cluster of dark green Bone-Scale Flame started burning on Lv Santong's smelly corpse.

Chen Yu was deep in thought.

Based on Lv Santong's corpse, he deduced that he had sex with Liu Xin 'er for a day and a night, including a deep sleep.

Not long after.

Lv Santong's body was charred black, and most of his belongings were destroyed.

Neither of them took the remaining items.

"My javelin …"

Chen Yu felt his heart ache.

His javelin was not of a high grade after all, so it was destroyed in the Bonescale Flame.

Afterward.

Chen Yu then looked at the stone base of the pedestal and the stone cabinets on both sides.

There was a total of four stone cabinets. Liu Xin 'er and Chen Yu had each obtained an item, and there were still two treasures left.

It was strange.

As for the remaining two stone cabinets, Chen Yu tried all kinds of methods, including activating his heart to try to sense them, but there was no response.

In the end.

Chen Yu sighed and shook his head.

Among the four stone cabinets, only the ancient token was very special. It could resonate with Chen Yu's heartbeat.

…

During this period.

In the center of the Blood Burial Garden, in the crystal blood pool in the open-air square.

Buzz ~

The magnificent blood-colored petals surrounded by many blood-colored grass stems and Glazed Blood Flame rippled with translucent blood-colored ripples.

"How could this be, that token … has been obtained by someone!"

The voice of the ethereal woman was a bit shocked.

"That person doesn't have the corresponding cultivation technique, bloodline … He couldn't even get my inheritance treasure, but he got that token …"

The woman's voice was a bit incoherent.

"It's just a token, not your inheritance."

A childish voice rang out with a tone of schadenfreude.

"Get lost!"

The woman's voice became angry. "You're a frog at the bottom of a well. How do you know the origin of that token? Even Empty Sea Realm experts would fight crazily for it if they knew the meaning of this token. "

"Wow! It's so powerful. But it's definitely a bit weaker than my ten-thousand-year Blood Soul Flower. "

The childish voice couldn't help but exclaim.

In its memory, it had rarely seen this woman so agitated and angry.

"Someone's coming."

The childish voice suddenly trembled.

At this moment.

A dark-skinned young man in beast hide armor walked to the open-air square where the blood pool was.

This dark-skinned young man was Lu Zhuo, who Chen Yu had met once before.

"I finally found it."

The dark-skinned young man, Lu Zhuo, stared at the magnificent blood-colored flower in the blood pool, his face full of expectation and excitement.

A ten-thousand-year Blood Soul Flower!

Lu Zhuo tried to suppress the excitement and greed in his heart.

This flower condensed all the providence of the Blood Burial Garden. Many natural treasures in the garden, as well as a large amount of new blood and souls absorbed from the outside world, were nourishment for this flower.

Huff ~

Lu Zhuo took a deep breath and calmed his emotions.

He understood that the level and value of this flower wasn't something he could completely possess.

Swish! Swish!

Lu Zhuo approached the crystalline blood pool with light steps, appearing especially careful.

The surroundings of the blood pool were covered in dense blood-colored patterns. Trickles of blood flowed from all directions of the Blood Burial Garden, merging into the blood pool to nourish the ten-thousand-year Blood Soul Flower.

When he stepped on these blood-colored patterns, Lu Zhuo's figure swayed, and his expression changed slightly.

An indescribable pressure of the Blood Dao descended, enough to cause anyone below the Qi Transformation Realm to vomit blood and be heavily injured.

Lu Zhuo's expression was solemn and wary. His gaze swept to the Glazed Blood Flame in the blood pool.

For a time, his eyes flickered.

Just as the dark-skinned young man was about to make his next move.

A series of footsteps came from the other side of the open-air square.

"Junior Brother Mei … it should be here."

A loud and carefree voice was heard.

More than a dozen figures were approaching. They were all Bone Demon Palace disciples.

The one who spoke was an ugly and short youth.

It was the Fiend Clown.

The leader was a handsome youth with long black hair. He exuded the pressure of the Qi Transformation Realm.

"Mei Changqing!"

Lu Zhuo was slightly surprised and stopped in his tracks.

The dozen people from Bone Demon Palace were basically the palace's elite disciples. Almost all of them were esoteric disciples.

The lowest cultivation was at the mid-stage Organs Refinement realm.

In the crowd, more than half were at the late-stage Organs Refinement realm.

After entering the Blood Burial Garden, whether it was the disciples of the three sects or Bone Demon Palace, those who were lucky enough to reach this place had more or less had some fortuitous encounters. Many had advanced.

At this moment.

Mei Changqing, Jiang Ping, the Fiend Clown, the top three esoteric disciples of Bone Demon Palace were all present.

"Eh! Black kid! You actually arrived here before us? "

The Fiend Clown's eyes widened.

Lu Zhuo rubbed his nose and waved his hand regretfully. "Since everyone is here, I'll step aside for now."

With that.

He left the blood pool and handed over the position to the Bone Demon Palace disciples.

"Black kid, you're quite tactful."

The Fiend Clown grinned.

"No need!"

Mei Changqing smiled faintly and suggested, "Brother Lu, why don't you join us and pluck this ten-thousand-year-old Bloodsoul Flower? If we succeed, you can have a share. "

He secretly sized up Lu Zhuo.

Before entering the Blood Burial Garden, Palace Master Fu had warned him that this person was likely to be a great opponent and that he must not underestimate him.

"Well … there are many of you here. I dare not have any other thoughts."

The dark-skinned youth shrank back and hurriedly shook his head.

"Coward!"

The Fiend Clown and the others laughed disdainfully.

At this moment.

Bone Demon Palace had many people and a Qi Transformation Realm like Mei Changqing. In addition to the esoteric elites like Jiang Ping and Pang Tiancheng, they were indeed a nearly invincible force in the Blood Burial Garden.

"Set up the formation!"

Mei Changqing shouted in a low voice.

Swish! Swish swish swish …

At his command, six Bone Demon Palace disciples immediately leaped out, each taking out a black formation plate and a black chess piece.

Buzz!

A dark mist of light floated up. Violent dark whirlwinds danced within it, accompanied by the sound of thunder and lightning. It covered a radius of thirty meters in front of the blood pool.

Lu Zhuo was surprised.

Bone Demon Palace's preparations and understanding of the Blood Burial Garden were more complete than expected.

These formation plates and flags were all high quality goods.

The value of a complete set was equivalent to a dozen mid-grade Treasure weapons. Their combined power could suppress a Qi Transformation Realm Postnatal cultivator.

Unless a Qi Transformation Realm Connate cultivator personally came, it would be extremely difficult to break.

"This Limitless Black Wind Formation is used to suppress the nearby blood path power. If we pluck the Bloodsoul Flower, the power in the blood pool and the nearby restrictions will counterattack. "

Mei Changqing explained.

With that.

Mei Changqing slowly approached the blood pool under the cover of the dark mist of light.

As a Qi Transformation Realm cultivator and with the protection of the formation, it was much easier for him to resist the surrounding blood path power than Lu Zhuo.

Staring at the ten-thousand-year Bloodsoul Flower in the blood pool, Mei Changqing's eyes flashed with a trace of passion.

He had heard of this flower's heaven-defying effects and value.

Mei Changqing knew he could not completely possess this flower. He only hoped to consume a small piece. He would not be able to bear it if he consumed more.

"This flower can strengthen one's life potential and nurture the soul. It can be said to be a comprehensive breakthrough in the nature of life!"

"Just taking a small piece is already a great fortune for me."

Mei Changqing's breathing was a bit hurried.

He had broken through to the Qi Transformation Realm at the age of eighteen and had high hopes of reaching the Origin Returning Realm in the future.

If he could consume a small piece of the ten-thousand-year Bloodsoul Flower at this age, his potential would increase greatly. He might even have a sliver of a chance of reaching the Void Sea Realm in the future.

Not long after.

Mei Changqing arrived at the edge of the blood pool. His body was still covered by the dark mist of light.

On his left and right stood Jiang Ping and the Evil Clown.

"Senior Brother Mei, I'm afraid a fatal danger is brewing in this blood pool. It is not something the outside of the pool can compare to."

Jiang Ping reminded.

As she approached the blood pool, her bloodline power trembled uneasily.

"I understand."

Mei Changqing's mental senses also felt a strong sense of danger.

The three exchanged glances.

In the end, it was Jiang Ping who wrapped a dark black thread around her index finger and took a step forward.

"Junior Sister Jiang, your 'Black Mystic Thread's' toughness is close to that of a high-grade artifact. It is long enough and suitable for plucking this flower. The two of us will protect you. "

Mei Changqing said politely.

The Evil Clown beside him took out a thick shield and guarded in front of Jiang Ping.

Mei Changqing held the dark green bamboo pole and guarded the blood pool in front of him.

In this kind of situation, Jiang Ping, who was responsible for the attack, was the safest person.

"Go!"

Jiang Ping no longer hesitated. With a bang, the Black Mystic Thread in her hand shook and turned into a straight black line.

Whoosh!

The front end of the taut black thread twisted like a black snake and wrapped itself around the stem of the ten-thousand-year-old Blood Soul Flower.