In the middle of the night, Zhuo Fan barely stopped the bleeding on his chest, and sat cross-legged on the bed with a pale face. Luo Yunshang wanted to take care of his injuries, but was chased away by him with a roar.
Today's battle with Youquan, although he won in the end, it was very depressing to win.
It's not because of relying on a sneak attack, I feel that the victory is ineffective. This is a common thing in Mo Dao's view, and it's not a big deal. Only in this battle, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
Although there was a fourfold gap in strength between them, he always believed that with his demon emperor's vision, if he used all his strength, he would definitely be able to take down this brat.
But the fact is that not only can he not win, but he can't take any advantage at all. In the end, he still relied on his original plan to lure the person from Qianlong Pavilion to show up, kill that person by surprise, stir up troubles between the two families, and make the Luo family get out.
Everything went according to his plan, but he had no joy of success.
Zhuo Fan slowly closed his eyes and stroked his head helplessly.
Now, in order to get rid of the entanglement between the Cai family and the Sun family, they have been completely involved in the disputes of the Seventh Family, which is tantamount to quenching thirst with poison. Although they have gained a moment of peace now, the enemy they will face in the future is the Yuxia Seventh Family.
However, with his current strength, it is impossible to even protect himself, let alone protect the Luo family. Please download the novel app iRead app to read the latest content
"To become stronger, to become stronger in a short time!"
Zhuo Fan gritted his teeth, forming a strange hand formula in his hand, and his eyes suddenly flashed a strange red light. And at this moment, Cai Xiaoting was meditating and practicing in the Cai Mansion, a thousand meters away, when suddenly he felt a pain in his stomach, and his whole face twisted. Beads of sweat slid down his forehead, and he passed out after a while, completely losing consciousness.
Then, a blood-red light flashed in his belly, and a palm-sized baby slowly floated out.
Blood baby, this is Zhuo Fan's natal blood baby.
When he was in the Cai Mansion, in order to contain Cai Rong's threat, Zhuo Fan shot the blood baby into Cai Xiaoting's body, but the speed was too fast for everyone to see. Afterwards, he used this as a threat to force Cai Rong not to dare to attack the four members of the Luo family.
At the same time, the blood baby in Cai Xiaoting's body can also help Zhuo Fan monitor the Cai family. If they have any actions, Zhuo Fan can know in advance.
But now, the actions of the Cai family are no longer important.
The blood baby turned his head slowly, glanced at the unconscious Cai Xiaoting, actually showed a sneer, and Zhuo Fan's voice came out: "Hmph, I won't take your life, let you witness with your own eyes how the Cai family was exterminated of."
As soon as the words fell, the blood baby turned into a ray of red light and flew out of Cai Xiaoting's room, which disappeared in an instant.
In a dark garden, a guard of the Cai family just passed by on a night patrol, when suddenly a red light penetrated into his body. Before the guard could make any noise, his whole body went numb and he couldn't move anymore. Immediately afterwards, the whole body dried up quickly, and when the wind blew, it turned into a pile of dust, and the red light flew elsewhere.
In this way, in just a quarter of an hour, more than 30 Cai family guards disappeared inexplicably.
Zhuo Fan in the inn closed his eyes, smiled evilly, and continued to guide the blood baby to find new prey.
At this moment, the blood baby is one with him, the blood baby is Zhuo Fan, and Zhuo Fan is the blood baby. After the blood baby entered the cultivator's body, he used the Heavenly Demon Dahua Jue to suck away all the essence, blood and vitality, and then brought them back to Zhuo Fan's body for refining.
Originally, Zhuo Fan was not in a hurry to recall the blood baby so quickly. It was because he blew himself up during the battle with Youquan and needed the blood baby to heal with blood energy, but this happened to be the Cai family's operation.
The blood baby at this time is already at the Qi Gathering Realm, and even a master at the early stage of the Bone Forging Realm is extremely troublesome to deal with. As for the cultivators of the Qi Gathering Realm, they can be instantly killed.
If there was a blood baby in the battle with Youquan, Zhuo Fan didn't need to use any tricks to kill him.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Fan had to lament the perfect match between Tianmo Dahua Jue and blood baby.
Originally, cultivating a blood baby to improve its cultivation was more difficult than ascending to the sky. Back then, the blood demon patriarch only cultivated a blood baby of the holy level. But now, using the Tianmo Dahua Jue, Zhuo Fan raised its cultivation level to the Qi Gathering Realm in only ten days in the inn.
That's right, it was the ten-day retreat. Zhuo Fan used one day to practice the blood baby of his life, and the other ten days were the bloodletting baby to go out to suck blood. It not only improves its cultivation, but also can bring it back to replenish its blood.
In a family like the Cai family, masters above the bone forging level are simply rare breeds, and Zhuo Fan is not afraid that his blood baby will be harmed by them. So he wandered around even more recklessly, and in a short while had absorbed the life essence of more than 50 people.
However, just as Zhuo Fan was secretly obliterating the Cai family with an evil smile, a strange aura attracted his attention.
"A master of magic?"
Zhuo Fan was slightly taken aback, and guided the blood baby to fly in the direction of the breath.
Soon, the blood baby came to a small room, the lights inside were dim, and there were about twenty peak Qi Gathering Realm experts standing guard ten meters away.
This couldn't help but aroused Zhuo Fan's curiosity, and guided the blood baby to slowly fly to the window to have a look. As for those standing guard, they ignored it in front of the blood baby, and they didn't notice it at all.
There was only one oil lamp lit in the room, and the three old men sat there as guests and hosts.
Sitting in the main seat is naturally Cai Rong, the head of the Cai family. The first person on his left is a bald old man with a pair of cloudy old eyes half-closed and half-opened, and a strange aura emanates from his whole body.
Zhuo Fan recognized it at a glance, it was the breath of a master of magic.
Cai Rong is the first one on the right. He is wearing a fine attire, and there is also a trace of demonic aura on his body, but it is not obvious.
But Cai Rong and the man in fine clothes were extremely respectful to the bald old man.
Could it be that……
Zhuo Fan seemed to have guessed something. Sure enough, Cai Rong bowed deeply to the bald old man, and said respectfully: "Elder Jian, I don't know why you and Patriarch Sun are here today?"
The cloudy old eyes glanced at Cai Rong lightly, and saw him so that his body trembled. Elder Jian said with a light smile: "Patriarch Cai must have known that today my Nether Valley disciple, Youquan, was killed by Qianlong Pavilion. one thing."
"Uh, isn't that what the Luo family did?" Cai Rong grinned dryly.
"Do you think the Luo family has the guts?" Elder Jian laughed dumbly, his cloudy eyes suddenly shone brightly, "My Nether Valley and Qianlong Pavilion have long been enmity, but neither side dared to strike first to break the balance of the Seventh Family This time Qianlong Pavilion used the Luo family to kill my disciple, what is the intention?"
Hearing this, Zhuo Fan couldn't help secretly laughing.
Sure enough, just as he thought, these seven families have been kings and hegemons for many years, and they would never have thought that anyone would dare to challenge their majesty. Because of this arrogance, they would rather believe that there was a conspiracy behind this matter than believe the facts they saw with their own eyes.
And Qianlong Pavilion is the same, they would rather take the blame than show softness.
"Well, then what you mean by coming to me is..." Cai Rong hesitated for a moment and said anxiously.
"Hehehe...it's nothing, you can help us try the Qianlong Pavilion and see what they mean. If we come forward in this matter, the two families will definitely fight."
"Er...Elder Jian, that's Qianlong Pavilion, how can my Cai family afford to offend?" Cai Rong panicked when he heard his words.
Why do you involve a small family like ours in the matter of your Royal Seventh Family?
Shaking his head slowly, Elder Jian said lightly: "Patriarch Cai, don't misunderstand, because the Cai family is not worthy of meeting Qianlong Pavilion. The temptation I said is to let you deal with the Luo family and see Qianlong Pavilion's reaction."
"What, Luo family?"
Cai Rong was startled and hesitated secretly.
Since the battle between Zhuo Fan and You Quan today, no one in Fenglin City knows, and no one knows that the backer behind the Luo family is Qianlong Pavilion. If you ask me to trouble the Luo family now, isn't that the same as offending Qianlong Pavilion?
Thinking of this, Cai Rong turned his head and glanced at Patriarch Sun, only to see that he was looking at him with a smile on his face, even a little gloating.
Damn, your grandson's family is so close to Nether Valley, why don't you trouble the Luo family, isn't your daughter having a lot of trouble today? Seeing that he is related to Qianlong Pavilion, you dare not go?
Cai Rong gritted his teeth with hatred, but he didn't dare to offend Nether Valley, so he could only sigh: "Oh, that Zhuo Fan is the person I hate the most. He came to my Cai Mansion to make trouble a few days ago, and I don't know what he used. The sorcery has made my son vomit blood for several days, and now the dog is still dying. If I mess with him again, I am afraid that he will use the evil method again and kill my son..."
Before Cai Rong finished speaking, Zhuo Fan couldn't help laughing.
That day when he injected the blood baby into Cai Xiaoting's body, it was just to teach his Cai family a lesson, but these few days he never used the blood baby to torture his son. Unexpectedly, he would come up with such a lame excuse in order to get rid of this drudgery.
Elder Jian didn't seem to believe the old man's rhetoric, and his face gradually turned cold.
Seeing this situation, Cai Rong hurriedly pointed the finger at the water: "Elder Jian, Patriarch Sun has always been shrewd and capable, and has a close relationship with Nether Valley. Entrusting this matter to him will surely live up to your trust."
"Hey, Cai Rong, what do you mean?"
Patriarch Sun couldn't help being anxious when he heard this, and stood up. Now the Luo family is a hot potato, who knows how close it is to Qianlong Pavilion. In case of dealing with the Luo family, Qianlong Pavilion will really attract revenge, it is not a joke.
Although their Sun family is related to Nether Valley, they are not the Seventh Royal Family after all. Offended Qianlong Pavilion, still can't eat and walk around. Whether Nether Valley will show up at that time is still a matter of debate.
Going to deal with the Luo family now is no different from the task of the Death Squad.
Looking at the two families who usually shouted their allegiance to Nether Valley, but no one wanted to show up at the critical moment, Elder Jian finally couldn't stand it anymore, and shouted: "Okay, useless trash, I don't depend on you this time!" Already, the old man will find someone else to do it."
"And Cai Rong, are you ready for the spirit-level martial art Duan Feng Keng that you presented?"
"Okay, okay, please take a look at Elder Jian." Cai Rong hurriedly handed over the jade slips that he had prepared in advance, but there was still a little bit of reluctance in his eyes, "Elder Jian, my Cai family only has this ancestral line. Spirit-level martial arts."
"Okay, I won't ask you for nothing." With a cold snort, Elder Jian threw another jade slip over, "This is the middle-level martial skill Raging Flame Finger, which is much stronger than your low-level martial skill."
After receiving the jade slips, Cai Rong couldn't help being overjoyed and thanked repeatedly. But Zhuo Fan outside the door was puzzled, exchanging the middle level of the spirit rank for the lower level, what kind of medicine is sold in this Nether Valley gourd?
"Elder Jian, who do you want to deal with the Luo family?"
Not caring that Cai Rong was rewarded by the Nether Valley, Patriarch Sun asked cautiously. At this time, Cai Rong also put down the jade slip in his hand and listened carefully.
With a sneer, a look of disdain flashed in Elder Jian's eyes, and he sneered, "Two dog slaves, are you afraid that someone else will replace you? Hmph, don't worry, that person is from our Nether Valley."
"Didn't Nether Valley not want to come forward directly? Why..." Cai Rong and Patriarch Sun didn't care about Elder Jian's disdain for them, but were surprised.
A strange light flashed in his eyes, Elder Jian said indifferently: "He is a dark spot we have planted long ago, he is in Heifeng Mountain..."
"Black Wind Mountain!"
Zhuo Fan was startled, his heart moved unconsciously, and he didn't hide a trace of breath.
Elder Jian turned his head and struck out with his palm. With a bang, the entire gate shattered into pieces, and Zhuo Fan directed the blood baby to turn into a red light and fly out.
At this time, Elder Jian also caught up.
Zhuo Fan was shocked, just as the guards in front also surrounded him. The corner of Zhuo Fan's mouth curled up, guiding the blood baby into the body of the guard in an instant.
Seeing this scene, when everyone was taken aback, Zhuo Fan yelled, and the guard exploded with a bang. The surrounding guards did not have time to dodge, and were killed in the explosion.
Elder Jian also stopped in the sudden explosion, and the blood baby escaped successfully.
Cai Rong and Patriarch Sun caught up and looked at the tragic scene on the ground, wondering: "Just now, what is that?"
Elder Jian shook his head, but his face became more and more solemn: "I don't know, but it must be something of the devil..."