Blood Pattern Outline, The Unborn Savior Mother

Inside a room of the Killing Martial Arts School

"Brother, I've found out, that kid does indeed live alone."

"Aside from coming to the martial arts gym every day, I stay at home and don't go out at all."

"I haven't heard of him having any dealings with any high-ranking officials or dignitaries in the past two weeks, so he must have really come back from the Western Continent alone."

"Even if there is some connection, it's probably in the Western Continent, which is so far away, so it shouldn't have much of an impact."

"After this transaction, boss, you should have enough money to buy demon flesh and blood and nourishing incense when you reach the Refining Realm."

Listening to the words of the stylish young man in front of him with slicked-back hair and a white shirt, Deng Gao did not rush to express his opinion.

He trusted his brother's abilities.

For years, these young people have been pretending to be modern-day youths who studied abroad in the West, running off to the bustling metropolis across the river to freeload, swindling money and women without ever being exposed.

It is evident that he is well-informed and has a shrewd and resourceful mind.

Since they dared to say that to my face, the news must be true.

Based on his previous personality, he would indeed be willing to take the gamble of becoming a filthy martial artist.

But.............

Deng Gao's hand unconsciously fiddled with a white porcelain bottle.

But the words Su Qiuzhen had spoken that day came to mind:

"I did ask for something in return for spending these eight hundred taels of silver to help Brother Deng enter the Refining Realm. I just want Brother Deng to help me kill someone."

"Young Master Su has done me such a great favor, it is naturally my duty to do this. May I ask who you intend to kill?"

"Li Xijun, the newly promoted inner disciple I saw on the second floor a few days ago."

"Young Master, that person is, after all, an inner disciple of the Killing Body Martial Arts School. What if Senior Brother Yu investigates..."

"This person has only been in the martial arts school for a few days, yet he has easily spent nearly two thousand taels of silver. He must be extremely wealthy. If you kill him, you will have no shortage of resources in the Refining Realm. I will not take a single coin of silver, and I can also help Brother Deng stop Senior Brother Yu from investigating."

As Su Qiuzhen said this, she took out a porcelain bottle from her bosom.

"All I need is for you to kill him, open this porcelain bottle, and stick it to his ancestral aperture."

When the well-dressed young nobleman in a suit handed over the porcelain vase with a gentle smile,

The palm-sized peach wood sword, usually hanging at his waist and seemingly out of place with his suit, was revealed in its true form; the bloodthirsty blade of the Blood Pattern Sword was breathtaking.

Under the midday sun, the weather was scorching hot, but Deng Gao felt icy cold all over.

Having spent so much time in Tianjin, he naturally knew that there was a sect there called the "Wusheng Taoist Temple," which worshipped the Wusheng Savior Mother.

Ordinary Tianjin residents simply regarded it as a routine Taoist temple or Buddhist monastery worship ceremony.

But he had heard that this sect had cultivators skilled in refining corpses and devouring souls.

It is rumored that any martial artist or cultivator who offends this sect will either have their soul extracted and become nourishment for the Taoist temple's cultivators, or be turned into an iron corpse to be used.

Even the potion-making monks of the Western churches were no exception.

He had always thought that the other party was just an ordinary, shrewd member of a business association who spent money to worship the Goddess of Immortality.

Unexpectedly, this Young Master Su was actually a cultivator from the Wusheng Dao Temple who practiced spiritual refinement.

He was filled with deep regret.

He usually followed the other party around, doing his bidding for the money and the other party's status as a young master of a merchant guild.

I regret even more why I didn't think it through more carefully.

Why did Su Qiuzhen, who always treated him like a lackey,

He would suddenly spend eight hundred taels of silver to hire someone to help him enter the Refining Realm.

They were blinded by the immediate profit.

But by then it was too late to regret it; the other party had already revealed their identity.

If he doesn't agree, he'll probably die on the spot and be turned into an iron corpse.

Later, the other party even tampered with his soul, making him afraid to have any disloyal thoughts.

"Alas... when you're in the martial world, you're not always in control of your own destiny..."

Under the gaze of the slick-haired young man in the white shirt, Deng Gao suddenly sighed and put the porcelain bottle into his pocket.

Suddenly, his scarred face flushed red, and the scars, like living centipedes, became incredibly ferocious.

"Xiao Zhao, after we finish this job, I'll buy you a ticket to the Western Continent so you can become a real Western university student."

"I will use this opportunity to achieve ultimate refinement and perfect my inner energy!"

The fierce and menacing look in his eyes terrified the young man beside him, his legs went weak, his white shirt was soaked with sweat, and he could only nod repeatedly, unable to speak.

However, neither of them realized that a bird was perched on a branch outside the window.

The bird's eyes had taken in everything, silently converting the other party's lip movements into AI speech text, which then appeared before Li Xijun.

.........................

At the same moment,

After confirming his progress in the Physical Realm with Yu Xiangyang, Li Xijun casually remarked during a chat:

"We always run into Senior Brother Deng and his companion when we eat on the second floor of the cafeteria. Senior Brother Yu doesn't like them. How about we order some medicinal dishes from Juxianlou another day?"

Through the donation, Li Xijun saw that Yu Xiangyang had neither developed any greed nor kept his mouth shut, and the two became increasingly close, often having meals together.

"That's fine, I've been annoyed by that guy surnamed Deng lately."

"Oh, why is that?"

"Don't even mention it. I never expected that young master Su would actually be willing to spend eight hundred taels of silver to help him with his 'dirt-refining' training. Two days ago, the guy surnamed Deng really became a martial artist who had entered the 'dirt-refining' realm. Who knows what kind of evil deeds he'll commit in the future?"

In the future, he probably has no future.

Li Xijun thought this to himself, but outwardly continued to ask:

"Is Su Qiuzhen really that generous to her subordinates?"

"Who says otherwise? Before, many disciples in the martial arts school often laughed at Deng behind his back, calling him Su Qiuzhen's dog. But after this incident, when they met him, they were all more eager to please him than Deng was."

Yu Xiangyang continued to mutter, somewhat disapproving:

"The atmosphere at the Killing Body Martial Arts School is getting worse and worse. They fawn over Su Qiuzhen every day, and these past few nights they've been drinking until late at night at Wangjiang Tower. As a result, I don't know how they're going to practice martial arts the next day."

"Wangjiang Tower.........."

Li Xijun recalled the location of the restaurant in his mind. From the top floor, one could clearly see a stone bridge leading to the bustling area surrounded by Western-style houses.

That bridge was the only way Li Xijun could take home every day.

"Hehe... What a coincidence!"

Li Xijun touched the electromagnetic pistol in his arms, but suddenly stood up to say goodbye to Yu Xiangyang.

"Senior brother, I plan to go to the Meditation Society. Let's call it a day."

"The Cunsi Society?" Yu Xiangyang asked, momentarily confused.

"Not bad, I have achieved great success in enlightenment today, and my spiritual perception has manifested. I'll go to the Meditation Association to buy some books on the second stage of Spirit Refinement."

After saying that, he turned and left quickly, under the dazed gaze of Xiangyang.

Li Xijun, who had already mentally listed Su Qiuzhen and Deng Gao as his must-kill targets,

He didn't mind showing Xiang Yang his talent and strength in refining spirit.

To be more precise, he wanted to use him to demonstrate something to that Blood Transfusion Martial Saint.

Li Xijun always liked to make the worst-case scenario plan.

Although he was confident that he could kill the two without revealing himself, he used the cheat to escape smoothly.

But to be on the safe side, it's best to first demonstrate your value, so that if anything goes wrong, you can ask Zhang Wusheng for help.

It's not shameful to ask for favors.

Just as he would repay Zhang Haifeng in the future, if the other party chose to help, he would surely repay him handsomely in the future.