The greatest saint of all time!

Chapter 135 Rescuing a Fatty

"very good."

Ye Gucheng nodded, gently stroking the hilt of the sword.

"I hope you can last a while in the secret realm."

"Otherwise, I'll find it very boring."

"Because I will defeat you with my own hands, and then drag you to my master like a dead dog to prove that his judgment was wrong."

"You are not worthy of your master's permission to accept you as a disciple."

Upon hearing this, Lu Xuan smiled.

"You want to defeat me?"

"With you?"

"How arrogant!"

boom!

Ye Gucheng unleashed his sword intent, instantly creating several deep sword marks on the surrounding ground.

"What did you say?!"

The tension between the two was palpable, and the surrounding disciples retreated hastily, fearing they might be caught in the crossfire.

Just as tensions were about to rise, a majestic voice suddenly rang out from the high platform.

"quiet!"

The deputy sect leader appeared out of thin air on the high platform, and a vast pressure enveloped the entire area, suppressing all the restlessness.

Ye Gucheng snorted coldly, withdrew his sword intent, gave Lu Xuan a deep look, and said nothing more.

The deputy sect leader scanned the entire room and spoke calmly.

"The Blood Refining Trial is about to begin."

"The rules are simple: enter the Blood Demon Realm, hunt demons, and obtain demon cores."

"It will last for three days."

"Three days later, points will be calculated based on the quantity and quality of magic cores. The top ten will receive a generous reward from the sect!"

"Remember, within this secret realm, life and death are preordained."

"Although the sect forbids killing fellow disciples, if one is inferior in skill and dies at the hands of a demon, one can only blame oneself for not being skilled enough."

"Now, open the secret realm!"

With a wave of his hand, the teleportation array in the center of the plaza lit up, and a huge blood-red gate slowly emerged, exuding a chilling aura.

"Charge!"

Someone shouted, and the new disciples, who could no longer contain themselves, transformed into streaks of light and rushed into the gate of light.

Ye Gucheng paused slightly as he passed by Lu Xuan.

"I'll be waiting for you inside."

After saying that, he flashed and disappeared into the portal.

Lu Xuan looked at the blood-red light gate, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

Then he walked slowly toward the portal.

Once inside, Lu Xuan felt a blur before his eyes, followed by a dizzying, weightless sensation.

When his vision returned and became clear, he found himself in a dark and desolate place.

The sky took on a dark red hue.

There was no sun here, only thick, blood-red clouds slowly churning.

A strong stench of blood permeated the air.

Beneath our feet lay a patch of scorched, black frozen earth.

Occasionally, you can see a few withered and twisted strange trees.

It bared its teeth and claws, pointing towards the sky, looking like a vengeful ghost.

"So this is the Blood Demon's Secret Realm...?"

Lu Xuan took a deep breath.

After sensing the restless, bloodthirsty aura in the air, the Chaos Devouring Heaven Scripture within his body began to operate involuntarily.

For ordinary cultivators, this kind of environment would suppress the flow of spiritual energy and even erode their mind.

But for Lu Xuan, this place was like a paradise tailor-made for him.

He did not rush to act, but first released his divine sense to explore the surrounding situation.

Within a radius of several miles, apart from a few wandering low-level blood demon beasts, there was no trace of any other disciples.

It seems that entering the secret realm involves random teleportation.

After determining the direction, Lu Xuan prepared to head deeper into the secret realm.

That's where the demonic energy is most concentrated, and where high-level demons gather.

"Help! Is anyone there?!"

Just then, a mournful cry for help suddenly came from a grove of dead trees on the left.

Lu Xuan paused slightly, raising an eyebrow.

The voice sounds familiar; it seems to be a disciple of Lieyang Peak as well?

After a moment's thought, he blurred into a blur and sped off toward the direction from which the sound came.

In a forest of dead trees.

A chubby boy dressed in the outer disciple's robes of Lieyang Peak was stumbling and running wildly through the forest.

His face was filled with terror, and his clothes were torn in several places, making him look extremely disheveled.

Behind him, two wolf-like beasts covered in blood-red scales were hot on his heels.

Both of these Blood Demon Beasts possessed the strength of the first level of the Soul Platform Realm. Although they weren't particularly strong, they posed a deadly threat to the chubby boy, who was only at the peak of the Spirit Sea Realm.

"It's over! Is this where I, Pang Dahai, am going to die today?"

"I'm not married yet! I haven't become an inner disciple yet!"

Pang Dahai cried out as he desperately channeled the last of his spiritual energy into trying to shake off his pursuers.

But the two blood demon beasts were extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye they had caught up with him.

One of the Blood Demon Beasts suddenly leaped up, opened its blood-red maw, and bit down on Pang Dahai's back.

The foul-smelling waves crashed against his face, and Pang Dahai felt a chill run down his spine. He closed his eyes in despair.

"I, Pang Dahai, have lived a wise and illustrious life, yet I died in the mouth of a beast! I am not reconciled!"

However, the expected excruciating pain did not come.

"Pfft!"

A dull thud as a sharp blade pierced flesh exploded in his ears.

Immediately following was the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground.

Pang Dahai cautiously opened one eye and looked back.

The blood demon beast that had pounced on him was now cleaved in two, its black blood splattered all over the ground.

Beside the corpse stood a young man dressed in a crimson robe.

The boy held a jet-black longsword, his expression indifferent, as if he had just casually swatted a fly.

"The... the chief senior brother?!"

When Pang Dahai saw the boy's face clearly, his eyes widened in disbelief.

He never expected that the one who saved him at this critical moment would be Lu Xuan, the newly appointed and rumored to be extremely aloof senior disciple!

Lu Xuan and the others swallowed the filthy blood on the Devouring Heaven Sword, then looked at another Blood Demon Beast that was baring its teeth and trying to pounce on them.

"roll!"

He let out a low shout, and a chilling killing intent instantly locked onto the blood demon beast.

Although the blood demon beast was not yet sentient, it was startled by this terrifying aura. It let out a mournful howl, tucked its tail between its legs, and turned to run away.

Lu Xuan did not chase after him. He sheathed his longsword and looked at Pang Dahai, who was still slumped on the ground.

"Are you alright?"

Pang Dahai then came to his senses, quickly scrambled to his feet, dusted himself off, and bowed deeply to Lu Xuan.

"Thank you so much, Senior Brother, for saving my life! I will never forget your kindness!"

"If it weren't for my senior brother, I would have lost all that weight I'd gained today!"

Lu Xuan waved his hand.

"It's nothing, it's only natural for fellow disciples to help each other."

"How did you end up being chased by these two low-level magical beasts?"

Upon hearing this, Pang Dahai said with a bitter face:

"Senior brother, you don't know this, but I had bad luck. I fell into this monster's den as soon as I was teleported in."

"I originally planned to escape with my mediocre skills, but my spiritual power was insufficient, and I almost..."

He felt a wave of fear again as he recalled this.

Lu Xuan nodded, didn't say anything more, and turned to leave.

"Wait a minute, senior brother!"

Upon seeing this, Pang Dahai quickly shouted.

"Senior brother, are you heading deeper into the secret realm?"