Chapter 60: Chapter 60 Blood Pond Chapter 60: Chapter 60 Blood Pond Editor: Atlas Studios Judging by the looks of these three, they seem to be patrolling within the hidden door of the Sword Tasting Tower.
The moment the head rack was opened, the three men had just arrived in front, yet they hadn’t realized what had happened.
As they looked up, a fist was already bearing down on them.
The face of the Youquan Sect Disciple changed, but where was there time to dodge?
A calculated move against an unprepared enemy, a punch squarely in the chest, as the Seven Injuries Fist’s force unfolded, the viscera instantly shattered.
Without so much as a groan, the person was already dead on the spot.
These three people, one in front and two behind, Su Mo struck one dead with a punch, immediately followed by a reach out with a hand, executing the Great Opening Sun Dispersal Hand.
As the fingers swept past, firstly sweeping aside the raised hands of the opponent, then promptly pressing various acupoints on his chest one by one, with the final finger landing on the Dan Zhong Acupoint.
The Dan Zhong Acupoint is a fatal acupoint on the human body. How could it be good to be pressed by Su Mo with the force of the Longxiang Wisdom?
Immediately, the figure shook, the head tilted, and life was gone.
The last person had already fallen into Luo Zhen’s hands before this, a man with extremely profound skills in grappling and fighting.
With a rubbing of his palms, there was a crack sound, and the neck of that Youquan Sect member was twisted and broken.
This series of movements seemed complex, but in reality, it happened in the blink of an eye.
The three bodies had not yet fallen, the task already completed.
Su Mo carefully lowered the two bodies, but his brows furrowed slightly: “Do you smell something?”
“Seems to be… the scent of blood?”
Yang Xiaoyun came forward, helping Su Mo search the clothing of the Youquan Sect Disciples.
On the other hand, Luo Zhen, being an expert, in the blink of an eye, had donned the attire of the Yuliu Manor over his white robe.
However, he was not tall enough, and now wearing this set of clothes, the front hung loosely, looking a bit like a child in adult’s garments.
Su Mo and Yang Xiaoyun looked at him, their expressions somewhat amused.
Luo Zhen didn’t mind, but then there were creaking sounds of bones, and in the blink of an eye, he shot up a whole foot in height.
“Impressive, impressive.”
Su Mo clapped in admiration.
“…”
Luo Zhen’s mouth twitched: “Just a small trick.”
This trick was not considered clever, but he executed it divinely.
In the Jianghu, skills such as the Bone Shrinking Technique have long been disseminated.
Twisting and bending bones, as easy as flipping one’s hand.
However, the Bone Shrinking Technique is easy to shrink but hard to extend, and yet this person just stretched a whole foot effortlessly, a skill that could only be described as miraculous.
At this time, Luo Zhen was looking at the long spear in Yang Xiaoyun’s hands, his face showing some schadenfreude.
However, Yang Xiaoyun silently disassembled the long spear into three sections and stealthily stored it away without any flaw.
Luo Zhen’s mouth twitched again, feeling quite bored.
As for Su Mo’s Sword Box, it had not been hidden, nor could it be, only to be carried on his back, preparing to act accordingly after going down.
After arranging the bodies to one side, the three of them smeared something on their faces and then cautiously entered the passageway.
As soon as they entered, the head rack silently closed behind them.
After entering, there was a winding staircase leading downward.
The staircase and walls had been constructed for some time, Yang Xiaoyun observed closely, her brows slightly furrowed: “Do you think this area is the work of Youquan Sect? But looking at this, it seems it was not built by them.”
“It’s only natural.”
Luo Zhen said, “Yuliu Manor has weathered storms in Jianghu for so many years. Even before Liu Suifeng’s emergence, it nearly faced its doom on numerous occasions. If the manor didn’t have a refuge beneath it, I wouldn’t believe it. The Youquan Sect likely just discovered it later and simply took over, acting in secret… Hmm, that scent of blood has grown stronger now.”
Su Mo had naturally smelled it as well, and he reached into his chest, pulling out two Antidote Pills, giving one to Yang Xiaoyun.
Although these Antidote Pills couldn’t be considered top-notch antidotes, if one was prepared and took one in advance, it could be greatly beneficial.
Seeing Yang Xiaoyun swallow the pill, Su Mo then turned to Luo Zhen, “Senior, I remember you mentioned earlier that Yuliu Manor might have become the Blood Pond of the Youquan Sect, and that ‘Steward Liu’ also said that tonight most of the disciples were practicing near the Blood Pond. However, what exactly is this Blood Pond?”
Luo Zhen’s expression darkened slightly upon hearing this, seemingly recalling something, but before he could speak, the scene before them suddenly cleared, and a surge of redness overwhelmed their sight.
Startlingly, they saw numerous corpses with their hands and feet bound, suspended in midair, with their chests gouged open, and droplets of fresh blood falling into a blood pit about a foot in size.
One after another, those dressed as disciples, maids, and servants from Yuliu Manor, who were actually members of the Youquan Sect, reached inside with their palms, drawing blood with Demon Techniques. The blood red surged along the meridians of their arms, winding and spreading, and their faces all glowed with a bloody light!
“This is the Blood Pond!”
Luo Zhen’s eyes twitched, “Tonight, this entire manor is extremely silent, these demonic brats are indeed all gathered here under the Sword Tasting Tower to cultivate.
“The Sect Treasure of the Youquan Sect is the Youquan Scripture, and the Black Heart Palm practiced by its disciples requires the blood of the heart as a catalyst, alongside the Youquan Holy Pill to be cultivated.
“The ferociousness of the Black Heart Palm… young man, you have seen it yourself.”
Su Mo nodded slightly.
Wang Taiheng, with his Divine Power, died silently under the Black Heart Palm.
The body was shriveled and withered, unrecognizable.
Indeed, it was an extremely vicious martial arts skill, but the method of its cultivation was even more brutal.
And those corpses hanging in mid-air were either martial artists who had come to visit or were originally disciples and servants of Yuliu Manor.
Those who had died from the Black Heart Palm were placed on that shelf.
The others were brought over as cultivation materials to fill the Blood Pond.
This indeed solved one of Su Mo’s earlier doubts; some places on the shelf had names but no heads.
They were brought here.
Now, Su Mo took a quick survey and saw that there were no less than twenty to thirty Youquan Sect Disciples cultivating in this open space.
Fortunately, those people were secretly practicing with their eyes closed, not sparing any glances around, so the three of them felt more at ease.
Especially Su Mo, who swaggered through the crowd with the Sword Box on his back and still not drawing any extra attention.
They passed the main hall of the Blood Pond, and further ahead was a corridor.
Both sides of the corridor had various stone chambers built.
Some stored weapons, others held food.
But further ahead, living people were imprisoned in those stone chambers.
These people were dressed in tattered clothes, huddled together, with no light in their eyes.
“Perhaps they are the true people of Yuliu Manor.”
Luo Zhen transmitted his message secretly, “But if the Poisonous Scholar Ye Yichen had come here, why is there no disturbance at all on this side?”
Su Mo was also pondering this question.
The Poisonous Hand Scholar Ye Yichen had arrived earlier than him; logically, there should have been some reaction by now.
As he was thinking, Yang Xiaoyun suddenly grabbed his sleeve, signaling him to look.
Following her gesture, Su Mo’s eyebrows instantly raised.
At this moment, they were passing by a stone chamber, and through the doorway, they could see a person sitting inside, sighing.
“Liu Qingkong?”