Chapter 63: Chapter 63 Blood Slave Chapter 63: Chapter 63 Blood Slave Editor: Atlas Studios “Master Cang Ming?”
Su Mo punched the man flying away and suddenly turned towards Luo Zhen: “You saw it clearly, there’s no mistake?”
“Just now, his face was reddish, how could I recognize him? But after the fight, all the bloodstains on his body were blown away by Inner Strength, and naturally, I could see clearly. This person is definitely that old Taoist Cang Ming!”
Luo Zhen was also astonished: “But why has Master Cang Ming learned a full set of martial arts from the Youquan Sect?”
As they were talking, the Master Cang Ming who had just been knocked away suddenly stood up again.
His body was stiff like a puppet, the blood-colored light in his eyes flickered, yet not a single trace of human emotion existed.
With every movement, he flew to attack again, as if the injuries he had sustained were completely ignored.
“Damn thing!”
Luo Zhen’s face darkened: “They want to turn Master Cang Ming into a Blood Slave!”
Su Mo’s mouth twitched, this Master Cang Ming for some reason seemed to have fixated on him.
His claw moves were treacherously sharp, wrapped in the Inner Strength of the Blood Transformation Divine Skill, extremely difficult to deal with.
It would be simple if he could be ruthless, but the strange appearance of Master Cang Ming made it inappropriate to just kill him outright, so he had to deal with the situation first, looking for a way to subdue him.
However, after exchanging a few more moves, Su Mo found that although Cang Ming’s moves seemed fierce, they were actually extremely rigid.
After one set of moves was finished, the next was still the same, without the changing fluidity he desired.
With a thought, Su Mo immediately abandoned the Seven Injuries Fist and switched to the Great Opening Sun Dispersal Hand. With a flick of his fingers, as Master Cang Ming’s next move arrived, Su Mo found an opening and penetrated straight into his belly, swiftly pointing at several acupoints on his chest.
Then, with a shift of his figure, he circled to the person’s back, pressed down on his neck, and pinned him to the ground.
Master Cang Ming’s body still twitched ceaselessly, yet had now lost the strength to resist.
By this point, Luo Zhen had also approached, reaching out to seal several more acupoints on Master Cang Ming, until he completely stopped moving. Then, he finally breathed a sigh of relief: “What a tough old guy, so old yet his bones are still so hard. Almost turned into something neither human nor ghost, and still so troublesome to deal with.
“But looking at him now, he obviously hasn’t been fully turned into a Blood Slave, otherwise, it wouldn’t just be the Blood Transformation Divine Skill, but all of the old Daoist Cang Ming’s Ruyi True Qi.”
Su Mo glanced at Luo Zhen: “What is a Blood Slave?”
Luo Zhen licked his lips and then said: “I’ve told you before that the Youquan Sect has two parts, three flags, and six orders; the two parts and three flags I won’t mention for now. These six orders are the Soul Chasing Order, Soul Summoning Order, Body Seizing Order, Blood Transformation Order, Fenxue Order, and Ning Xue Order.
“The first three commands have different functions; for example, I’ve also mentioned the Body Seizing Order before.
“The latter three correspond to three kinds of martial arts in the Youquan Scripture.
“They are the Blood Transformation Divine Skill, Fenming Technique, and Ningxue Rebirth Technique…
“Each of these Demon Techniques has different effects, but they all have one thing in common: they can employ the strange methods in the Youquan Scripture to turn a live person into a Blood Slave that is neither human nor ghost, neither alive nor dead.
“Once the Blood Slave is made, they will obey their master implicitly, yet still retain their original martial arts, and their behavior and actions will even be no different from before.
“The only thing is, there must always be a master by the side of a Blood Slave; otherwise, they’re like a marionette without strings, naturally stiff and confused in intention, and in severe cases completely immobile.
“I don’t know the main process of making a Blood Slave, but looking at Old Daoist Cang Ming’s current state, his consciousness is clearly lost. If this continues, I fear becoming a Blood Slave is just a matter of time.”
Su Mo was clenching his teeth in frustration.
It wasn’t because he was astounded by Blood Slaves or anything like that.
There are all sorts of mystifying things in Jianghu, especially these dark arts. Yin Mountain is even more proficient in pretending to be a god.
There was even a sect that used strange methods to temper living people.
It was said to use fear as its fuel, repeatedly tormenting them, eroding their emotions and pain, turning people into something like walking dead.
Unaffected by pain, unburdened by emotion, they could still unleash deadly moves without limbs, and carry out each command with utter determination.
They call this the Living Wooden Man.
However, afterwards this technique was burnt to ash with a fire, and that sect was also reduced to dust.
Given that the Youquan Sect was able to operate east of Dongcheng for so many years without being exterminated by the splendor of Dongcheng, it’s clear that the Youquan Sect is out of the ordinary.
As the Sect Treasure, the Youquan Scripture contains martial arts which, no matter how bizarre or unique, Su Mo is able to comprehend.
What truly left him speechless was:
“How could it be Master Cang Ming?”
He had rushed here not for Master Cang Ming, but to find Liu Suifeng.
How did he end up finding Master Cang Ming without a trace of Liu Suifeng at this location?
Luo Zhen clearly couldn’t answer this question either. He just grabbed one of Master Cang Ming’s arms and transferred Inner Strength into it. Moments later, a joyful expression appeared on his face:
“The Blood Transformation True Qi in his body can be forced out! Who knows how long this old Taoist has been tormented by the Blood Transformation Divine Skill, he was on the brink of losing his defenses, but our arrival was just in time. A step later, and it might have truly been impossible to save him.”
Immediately he helped Master Cang Ming to his feet and placed his palm on his back, slowly transferring Inner Strength.
Su Mo then turned to glance at Yang Xiaoyun.
Yang Xiaoyun nodded lightly.
When Master Cang Ming made his move just now, Yang Xiaoyun was pulled behind by Su Mo. Instead of rushing out to help, she prepared her Silver Spear and kept watch on her surroundings.
Liu Qingkong said that a big shot was guarding this place.
While Su Mo was fighting, it’s true he was keeping his eyes and ears open, but a single moment of neglect could be extremely dangerous, couldn’t it?
Therefore, she chose to stand aside and observe the enemy.
Now, her nod meant that there had been no abnormalities just now.
However, Su Mo’s expression became a little odd.
He turned and looked Master Cang Ming up and down again.
They had kept a close watch on this place as they came.
Places where people could be hidden had pretty much all been checked already.
This was the last location, yet Liu Suifeng was nowhere to be seen.
It seemed, therefore, that Liu Suifeng was most likely no longer in Yuliu Manor.
Liu Qingkong said that half a month ago, Master Cang Ming visited Yuliu Manor to see Liu Suifeng, and as a result, the sword scars in that room still contained undispersed Sword Qi to this day.
Now Liu Suifeng is missing, but Master Cang Ming was locked here to be turned into a Blood Slave.
The person from Xuanji Valley who invited various sects to discuss matters is almost self-evident.
Yin Mountain Ghost Lord received an invitation to Seeking Mysterious Valley in Fen Hui Mountain a few months ago.
Two months ago, Liu Suifeng encountered Youquan Sect experts on Jianghu Road and after returning, immediately wrote a letter and proceeded to Xuanji Valley…
So, had there already been a change within Xuanji Valley before that?
As these thoughts turned over in his mind, he saw Master Cang Ming’s blood energy surge around him, his hands involuntarily stretching out to his sides, and layers upon layers of Blood Transformation Divine Skill’s True Qi burst forth from his palms.
In the blink of an eye, it had already been completely released.
He took a deep breath, like a drowning person suddenly getting a breath of air, opened his eyes, and looked around blankly:
“This… Where is this?”