Chapter 148 Blood-transforming Sword

Looking at Yi Chu who appeared in front of him lightly, the Blood Dragon Son couldn't help but be shocked. In the arrogant eyes just now, there was a hint of fear and panic.

"You...why are you back?" Xue Longzi looked at Yi Chu with a squinting look, his eyes tremblingly and suspicious.

"Why can't I come back?" Yi Chu looked up and down with his eyes jokingly, and took another step forward, emitting a hard air conditioning all over his body. Yi Chu, who was able to kill the Qi Condensation Master at will, naturally disdained to take the Blood Dragon Zi, a person who had not yet established a foundation, into consideration.

"I tell you, I'm so troubled with Blood Swallows, all of them... were arranged by Senior Brother Xue Hezi. Even if you don't like it, you won't dare to disobey Senior Brother Xue Hezi's wishes, right? For the sake of our peace and stability a few days ago, you can go wherever you come from. We don't miss the river!"

The Blood Dragon Zi adjusted her emotions and suddenly became spiritual. Obviously, for the Xuehezi, the spiritual pillar behind her, was still very powerful for Xuelong Zi.

"Is Xuehezi? I will naturally go to him for his business. I am looking for you now!" While speaking, Yi Chu waved his hand, and a Qi Yuan magnetic cauldron suddenly rose, and the huge cauldron body smashed towards Xuelongzi hard.

The Blood Dragon Son, which had only one ordinary magic weapon, was smashed by the thousand-pound Qi Yuan Magnetic Cauldron. In just a moment, the Blood Dragon Son lay in a pool of blood like a dead dog.

"Senior Brother Xue Mingzi, you...you are finally back!" The sudden change made the blood swallow, who was originally completely disappointed, feel overjoyed. After breathing a sigh of relief, he felt sore and unable to control himself. Finally, his eyes turned black and he fell down!

After confirming that the Blood Swallow was not dead, Yi Chu pondered for a moment, took out two dust pills and stuffed them into the Blood Swallow's mouth. After all, he wanted to know from the Blood Swallow's mouth what happened to Xuexiao Peak after he left.

"Senior brother, you are back. If you don't come back, you won't see me." Blood Swallow, who already regarded Yi Chu as his biggest backer, woke up and hugged Yi Chu's legs tightly, and cried with tears.

Yi Chu didn't say a word, stretched out his hand and pulled the blood swallow up and said, "Tell me what happened."

The blood swallows were all skin trauma, so they spoke smoothly. In just a while, Yi Chu knew everything about what happened.

Xuehezi, who suffered a loss in Hua Xinzi's hands, could not find Yi Chu, but this anger must be released. The blood swallow, which has been labeled Yi Chu, is naturally the best scapegoat. You don't have to confront Yi Chu himself, and you can also kill chickens to demonstrate!

"Senior Brother Xue Mingzi is back!" After seeing Yi Chu come back, the disciples of Xue Xiaofeng exclaimed loudly. The main purpose of their doing this is to quickly convey a message so that those who receive the information will quickly change their support for Xue Longzi so as not to foolishly say the wrong words.

Yi Chu naturally understood the intentions of these people. He would not naively think that he had just stayed in Xuexiao Peak for a few days, and the disciples on Xuexiao Peak would be loyal to him.

After asking several disciples to carry the Blood Swallow down, Yi Chu sat cross-legged in his stone chamber thinking about how to deal with Xue Hezi. It was a pleasure to kill Xue Hezi in the residence of the inner disciples, but doing so seemed to be a reckless act of youth and energy without any wisdom.

Just as Yi Chu was thinking about countermeasures, at the peak of the Blood-Crafting Peak, Qin Zhilong was standing in front of a middle-aged man who was in his forties but had a hint of evil on his face, and his posture of standing up seemed extremely respectful.

"Forty-three Broken Spirit Grasses are such a great harvest." The middle-aged man stroked the blood-like Broken Spirit Grass in his hand and said lightly.

"It's a great harvest. It all depends on the power of the sect leader. If it weren't for the sect leader, you're the great blessing of Qitian, how could my Blood-Crafting Sect get so many demon-Crafting Pills at once?" Qin Zhilong bowed to the sect leader, and said flatteringly as if he was pleased.

"Hahaha, Zhilong, you are still so good at speaking." The sect leader smiled very much and stood up from the chair: "You mean, these broken spirit herbs were picked by an outer disciple?"

"Yes. According to this outer disciple, where he picked these spirit-breaking grasses, there were some spirit-breaking grasses that were less than the year before growing."

"Well, this outer disciple is still a bit tricky when he can make such a great contribution to the sect, but it's a pity!" The sect leader's face was as cold as a stiff iron plate, and he suddenly sighed word by word.

"Well, it's a pity!" Qin Zhilong was so good at observing words and expressions. The sect leader's eyebrows and frowns, and he could see the sect leader's thoughts immediately and quickly echoed.

"Elder Qin, according to the regulations of my Blood Transformation Sect, a spirit-breaking grass rewards a disciple who has not built a foundation for a magic-transformation pill. At present, this outer disciple has found forty-three spirit-breaking grasses, but there are not so many magic-transformation pills in our sect. What should you do?"

Qin Zhilong was still very sensible when asked about the disgraceful question of the Sect Master of the Blood Transformation Sect, and his heart was very clear. He knew that the Sect Master himself had made a decision on this matter.

"This..., I think this is a headache. I only have more than a dozen magic pills in a year, and it is not enough to give it to me. Besides, the outer disciples have no spiritual roots at all. Even if they give him the magic pill, it is a waste of resources. I would like to ask the Sect Master to decide."

"Well, what you said is not without reason. If I want to continue my Blood Transformation Sect, the true disciple is the foundation. If I give the Demon Transformation Pill to that outer disciple, it will be very unfavorable to the development of my Blood Transformation Sect. But, if this is not rewarded, how can I convince the public? Does Elder Qin have any good suggestions?" As the sect leader spoke, his eyes stared at Qin Zhilong tightly.

"This...this, why don't you reward him with a magic weapon?" Qin Zhilong pondered for a moment and said hesitantly.

"It's not bad to reward magic weapons, but if you want to compare with the 53 magic weapons of the Demon Transformation Pills, there are really not many of them in my Blood Transformation Sect. If you want to reward, Elder Qin said it would be your Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Blood Demon God Shuttle, or my Blood Transformation Sword?"

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