Chapter 90 Gift Storage Bag
Chapter 90 Gift Storage Bag
At this time, the war was actually nearing its end.
As Tian Lin walked on the street, the sticky blood instantly soaked his cloth shoes.
He flew up to the beam, looked at the old man and said, "Are you a demon from the Blood Cult?"
The old man sneered, "At this point, what difference does it make whether it is or not? Just because I'm not a demon from the Blood Cult, will you not kill me?"
Tian Lin thought for a moment and said:
"The sect said that killing demons can earn merit points. The first level of Qi Refining gives only one merit point, while the twelfth level of Qi Refining gives fifty merit points. So I want to ask, are you a demon, and how much cultivation do you have?"
The old man frowned, then burst into laughter:
"Then let me congratulate you. Not only am I a member of the Blood Cult, but I have also reached the twelfth level of Qi Refining. You will earn these fifty merit points."
As soon as he finished speaking, outer disciples flew up from below.
The second steward was standing on the roof with a fat body, and he said to Tian Lin:
"Tian Lin, if you go down, you won't be able to grasp these fifty merit points."
While talking, the second steward said to the others: "My fellow disciples, I have soft armor on me. Let's kill this old man together and share the credit!"
Several figures instantly went up to the room and surrounded the old man.
Tian Lin behaved very obediently. He jumped up and jumped back into the street.
Although fifty merit points are a lot, Tian Lin doesn't want to risk his life to earn them.
However, Zhuang Buzhou called out Tian Lin's name on the flying boat, and Tian Lin had no choice but to stand up.
Fortunately, the second steward protected him and took the initiative to let Tian Lin withdraw from the battle.
"Your fifty merit points were taken away by someone, so use me in exchange for merit points."
As Tian Lin got off the roof, a voice suddenly sounded behind him.
Tian Lin was startled and quickly used the Wind Movement Technique to move sideways ten feet away.
He stopped ten feet away and looked at the open space behind him, but found that the owner of the voice was not there.
"Why, you don't think highly of the contribution of building the foundation?"
The voice sounded again behind Tian Lin, and Tian Lin quickly turned his head.
He didn't hide this time, because he couldn't escape the attack of the foundation-building expert.
"Senior, I have a history with Senior Sister Han, and I don't want to be an enemy of the Han family."
Actually, what Tian Lin said was not false. He only killed a few mortals who wanted to kill him in the town. The few people he killed afterwards were just the evil spirits of the Blood Cult.
"Han Yue? Is he okay?"
The old man asked, and Tian Lin had to answer: "Senior Sister Han boarded the ship to the Zhong family, probably because she didn't want to see the miserable state of her family."
The old man sneered and said, "She doesn't care about the life or death of the Han family. She only has Zhong Wuji in her eyes."
Tian Lin was stunned when he heard this, and raised his eyebrows to look at the old man.
He could see that the old man looked vaguely like Han Yue, and thought he was Han Yue's close relative.
"It's my fault, I didn't keep her by my side when she was little. She lived with her aunt since she was little, and was bullied there. It was Zhong Wuji who protected her since she was little."
Tian Lin didn't want to listen to all this love and hate.
He raised his head and found that when he used the Wind Walking Technique just now, he had arrived under the eaves of the corner of the wall, which happened to be a place that could not be seen by the flying boat in the air.
Tian Lin was a little anxious. He wanted to ask Zhuang Buzhou for help, but he was afraid of angering the old man.
"Don't worry, I have no interest in killing you. Even if I want to kill someone, I'll kill Xing Tongtian."
Tian Lin's heart moved slightly when he saw him gritting his teeth.
Tian Lin had heard of the name Xing Tongtian. He was Xing Shanping's father and the current leader of the Yaoyue Sect.
"Senior, do you have a grudge against the Sect Master? But this place is blocked by Elder He at the moment, so it may not be easy for you to see the Sect Master. How about I do it for you and pass on a message to the Sect?"
The old man was amused. He looked Tian Lin up and down and said, "Your little clever tricks are really disgusting."
Tian Lin sighed, "I know that being clever is annoying. But in order to survive, I can only be clever. If I do nothing, it's fine if I can survive. But if I can't survive, I won't be willing to die."
The old man stopped trying to scare Tian Lin and took out the storage bag from his waist:
"Help me deliver the contents to Han Yue. This storage bag will be your reward."
After saying this, he no longer paid attention to Tian Lin, but suddenly soared into the sky and flew towards the clouds.
In an instant, Elder He's voice rang out from the clouds, saying:
"Junior Brother Han, you have been out of the sect looking for opportunities for many years, and you have finally built the foundation of this great way. Unfortunately, I have received the order from the sect, so I have no choice but to let you die!"
"I know that my senior brother's swordsmanship is unmatched in the entire Zhao State, so I have already thought that I will die.
I also heard that the remaining chapters of Brother He's swordsmanship are about killing one's relatives to enter the Dao. Although I am not Brother He's relative, I am still a fellow disciple. Today I will use my life to help Brother He achieve the Dao."
Elder He's voice rang out, "Good, good, good! If everyone has the same idea as you, then why should I, Old He, worry about not being able to form a pill?"
There was a loud thunder in the sky, followed by a large blood cloud that dyed the sky.
Tian Lin and others below looked up helplessly, watching the lightning and thunder in the sky.
The blood cloud grew larger and larger, and then the old man's voice was heard shouting in the cloud:
"Brother Xing, you have deceived us brothers and made us suffer. Xing Tongtian, you have deceived our family and made us suffer!"
There was another "click" sound, and the old man's voice stopped abruptly.
There was a loud splashing sound, and a torrential bloody rain instantly fell from the sky. The rain washed away the sticky blood on the street, but the street became even redder.
Tian Lin used the roof to fly onto the flying boat where Zhuang Buzhou was.
Zhuang Buzhou was standing on the bow of the ship, and he could not help but sigh:
"It's really a ruthless rain that wets lovers. I wonder what the headmaster feels when he knows the last words of the old man from the Han family?"
After hearing this, Tian Lin looked at Zhuang Buyu in confusion, but he didn't say out loud all the questions in his mind.
He knew that Zhuang Buzhou was usually a sullen person, and even if he had any secrets, he would never tell him.
Besides, sometimes knowing too many secrets is not necessarily a good thing.
"The Han family is destroyed, everyone return to the clan!"
The battle over there was over, and Zhuang Buzhou roared on the flying boat.
Soon, several outer disciples flew onto the flying boat.
The second steward took off his coat, revealing a soft armor of unknown quality underneath. He couldn't help but ask Zhuang Buzhou, "There are still people hiding in the town, why don't you kill them all?"
Zhuang Buzhou glanced at the second steward and said:
"Do you think these noble families are stupid? When they were doing things, they had already moved away their capable disciples and some of their relatives. The ones who really stayed in the town were all discarded ones who wanted to confuse our Yaoyue Sect. What's the point of killing these discarded ones?"
The second steward heard this and cursed: "It was you who said you wanted to kill everyone and make everyone miserable, and now it's you who want us to return to the clan."
Zhuang Buzhou glanced at the second steward and said:
"Okay, since you want to kill the Han family so much, I will report to the sect after I return and ask them to send you to Quzhou. The Han family's disciples who left the sect are now serving as the hall masters of the Blood Sect in Quzhou. If you can kill them, it will be a great achievement."
The second steward's face changed and he said, "Let my eldest brother take care of the Han family members who are going to Quzhou. I am more suitable for practicing in Lianshui Peak."
The boat was clean when we came here, but now it is full of blood on the way back.
It seemed that after a massacre, the outer disciples on the ship became active again.
Tian Lin looked at these outer disciples and recalled Zhuang Buzhou's words.
According to Zhuang Buzhou, those who remained in the Yaoyue Sect during this period were all abandoned children of various families.
Therefore, the people on this ship are not only abandoned by their families, but also have their hands stained with the blood of the families. I wonder what they feel at this moment.
"Elder He, the Han family has been destroyed. From now on, Hanjia Town can be renamed."
The flying boat rose into the clouds, and Elder He was seen sitting on the flying sword, but the body of the old man from the Han family was not seen beside him.
"Now that the Han family has been destroyed, you can return to the sect first. The sect's errand disciples are already on the way, and they will take the Han family's belongings back to the sect."
Elder He did not open his eyes, but just said lightly.
Upon seeing this, Zhuang Buzhou bowed again, then drove the flying boat towards the Yaoyue Sect.
Not long after, everyone saw the Yaoyue Sect's menial disciples appearing among the mountains.
The second steward frowned and said, "The Han family must have hidden magic weapons or even spells. Do you think this errand disciple will steal them?"
The third manager said: "They can't hide the magic weapon, but if it is a spell, they will memorize it in their hearts."
Someone immediately said, "How can that be possible? If these menial disciples can learn magic, can they still be considered menial disciples? Aren't they on an equal footing with us outer disciples and clan members?"
"Haha, in the current Yaoyue Sect's territory, where are the clan's aristocratic families?"
Qian Ping, who had kept his eyes closed, opened them and sneered, "We are now Huahualang too!"
While they were discussing over there, Tian Lin went to the bow alone.
After thinking for a while, Tian Lin said: "Other spells are easy to deal with. After all, it is very difficult to practice without the help of resources. But the Han family colluded with the Blood Cult, and the practice method of blood true qi must be hidden. If these spells are learned by menial disciples——"
Zhuang Buzhou said coldly, "Since the sect has sent menial disciples here, there must be a reason for it. You and I are just outer disciples, so we just have to follow orders."
After hearing this, Tian Lin shut up decisively.
This time, the disciples of the sect were dispatched and all the clan families were killed without leaving a single survivor.
But Tian Lin thought about it and felt that on the surface, this battle showed that Yaoyue Sect was determined to eliminate the Blood Cult.
But in the end, it ended in a whimper, and there was no prevention at all against the resurgence of the Blood Cult.
"Xing Tongtian? What did this sect leader lie to Old Man Han about? What on earth is this sect up to?"
Tian Lin remembered that Xing Shanping had gone to sign the house, and blamed Zhuang Buzhou for hiding in Yaoyue Sect and refusing to go out to kill the enemy.
At that time, because of Zhuang Buzhou's attitude of cherishing his life, Tian Lin thought that Zhuang Buzhou was really a coward.
Now that I think about it, it is true that Zhuang Buzhou cherishes his life, but this is not necessarily the reason why he hides in the signing room.
He must know something, that's why he refuses to leave the Blood Killing Sect.
At this time, the setting sun dyed the mountains red. It was hard to tell whether it was the setting sun that dyed Hanjia Town blood-red, or the blood-red color of Hanjia Town that made the sunset even more red.
The flying boat passed over countless mountain peaks in succession. When the sun had completely set and the sky had become dark, the flying boat finally landed above Baihua Peak.
Tian Lin still remembered that Elder Xiao once said that he would receive a reward when he returned to Baihua Peak.
So after getting off the flying boat, Tian Lin and Zhuang Buzhou bowed and said, "Brother Zhuang, please remember my contribution to the sect this time. I want to go to Baihua Peak to pay my respects to Elder Xiao, so I will not go with you."
Zhuang Buzhou nodded and said, "When the time comes, tell me how many demon disciples you killed, and I will count them."
Tian Lin knew that Zhuang Buzhou would be very busy at this time, so he didn't say much.
He bowed to the outer disciples beside him, and without caring whether they returned the greeting or not, he turned around and went up to Baihua Peak.
(End of this chapter)