Chapter 1313

Blood eyes opened.

The black-gold cold gleam pierced the water sac containing restrained killing intent; the sac burst suddenly, and icy killing intent flowed across the ground, surging past the throat, transforming into a surge of shock.

Autumn leaves both startled and widened, their eyeballs fully occupied by pupils dilated to the limit.

The hundred-zhang water sphere formed from the Blood River hung high in the sky, pale golden heavenly light flowing within it; at the sphere's center, the silver dragon shattered and recondensed into a human form.

Bu Chi was completely "shattered."

A diagonal long slash mark ran from the upper left of the skull, slanting to the lower right, dividing it clearly into two halves, with countless fragments of various sizes mixed in between.

Destruction and reconstruction proceeded simultaneously, yet the latter's speed could not keep up with the former.

Rhomboid crystal fragments floated in the crimson river water, reflecting bright light; the three-foot spear blade was surrounded by fine, glittering crystal fragments, illuminating Fubo, both together dyed in black light.

River God Sect above.

Fei Taiyu and Huizhen raised their heads silently.

The brows of the singing cicada rapidly collapsed.

Shen Zhongliang's hands trembled, his nails embedded in his palms, he stared blankly.

Sect Master Bu Qiong of Jiuyi Mountain, merely at the Fifth Realm, could not see the specific situation clearly, but could sense the Laozu Sect's qi soaring rapidly, then suddenly dropping sharply, plunging all the way to the valley floor in an instant, his clothes soaked through with cold sweat.

A window appeared, but it was not the Laozu's window!

Heaven and earth faded, the lines forming a human shape trembled violently, candlelight flickered.

Golden eyes blazed brilliantly, their spirits clashing fiercely.

Canine teeth drool flew up and down, forearm muscles tensed, palms gripped the spear shaft, the spear encircled the blood ape's body, rotating once along the shortest path, the three-foot blade then slashed downward in the opposite direction!

Bu Chi's eyeballs trembled, fixed on the blade; he wanted to withdraw, but his body could not move at all; the water inside the blood sphere was extremely viscous, the faster he moved, the harder it became, blood chains wrapped inch by inch, enveloping his entire body.

Divine abilities as heavy as yellow earth trapped him, leaving only his head exposed; his chest was squeezed by the heavy soil so he could not breathe; finally lifting his head, he realized he was not buried in the earth, but clearly gripped in the palm of a huge ferocious ape, which opened its massive maw, exposing its fangs!

Never having seen such a "substantial" divine ability, nor such a mighty "grand trend," being gripped, being buried, Bu Chi watched helplessly as the spear descended upon him.

One kasaya slash, one reverse kasaya.

One horizontal slash, one vertical slash.

Slaying the flood dragon, slaying the flood dragon, slaying the flood dragon, slaying the flood dragon.

Battling for a day, opportunity fleeting.

Success in one battle!

The dark gold vertical pupils flashed and vanished rapidly within the blood-colored water sphere.

The opportunity created by Bu Chi and Qiuye joining forces became the stage for the blood ape to act wantonly.

Large rhomboid fragments cracked into small rhomboid crystals, which further shattered into gravel.

Spear edges crossed and reciprocated, tracing out golden threads, weaving Bu Chi a golden-thread robe; the fine crystal fragments shattered from his body were the gems inlaid on his golden-thread robe, golden light flashing, splendid and magnificent.

The drifting flame resembled a dying candle in the wind.

Just at the fifth flood dragon vertical slash descending.

Within the blood sphere, the trapped dragon roared, lunging left and right, shattering the prison, the Blood River's waters cascaded down from the heavens.

Violent backlash swept over Liang Qu's heart, as if a mud worm were crawling in his brain marrow.

Suddenly.

The surrounding colors fully permeated from black and white, like pigment seeping out from behind the paper; heaven and earth turned blood-red, the azure river ceased flowing, mountain ranges turned lush green, myriad shores of red spider lilies swayed in the wind, opening their slender petals, their fine stamens swaying.

Splash.

The Water Command shattered.

Blood rain fell, splashing onto the red spider lilies, gathering into dewdrops.

The overhead view suddenly returned to self.

The mind's eye dimmed, fatigue welled up; after the mud worm gnawed, it felt as if someone had struck the back of the head hard, the soft brain pressing against the skull; combined with Qiuye's divine ability, Liang Qu nearly retched, unable to stand steadily.

Countless crystal fragments drifted in the air.

Using every last means to struggle free from the blood ape's divine ability binding, attempting to reassemble into the original body, Bu Chi stumbled, his body covered in several huge cracks, terrifying and ferocious.

Fragments tangled, undulated, and assembled at the edges of the cracks; the gaps painstakingly assembled were again densely streaked with black-gold light, preventing them from healing, as if a huge cavity had formed inside, into which a high-wattage incandescent lamp had been inserted, large amounts of light leaking out from the cracks.

After several attempts, all futile, Bu Chi could no longer persist, suddenly disintegrating into fragments, falling toward the earth.

"Master! Master!"

Qiuye lost her soul, utterly disregarding the blood ape behind her, rushing toward Bu Chi.

The blood ape swayed unsteadily for a moment, accompanied by several undulations of green light on its body; Liang Qu inhaled several breaths deeply, picked up Fubo, and gave chase.

Red spider lily thicket, flowers swaying, ground littered with fragments struggling and undulating, difficult to coalesce toward a human form; Qiuye struggled to piece together, helping to dispel the will of the Martial Saint, when suddenly a shadow loomed overhead; without Bu Chi blocking or resolving, the heavenly might of the six-hundred-fold Yellow Mud Mother Root Sea crashed down, leaving her seven parts confused and eight parts dazed, as if a lone leaf on a boat in the vast sea.

A sharp cry, Qiuye pushed off the ground with both hands, retreating backward by crawling; Liang Qu immediately followed; Qiuye's screams grew louder, she kept moving backward, scraping her buttocks with dirt and grass scraps, pear blossoms with rain, completely forgetting she was a Sixth Realm powerhouse.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The high-pitched cries of women and children are innate alarm sounds, signaling extreme environmental danger; wave after wave of screams stimulated the nerves inside the skull, intensifying Liang Qu's nausea, nearly causing him to faint; he swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva, forcibly suppressing it.

"What are you shouting for! What are you shouting for! Shut up!"

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!" Qiuye clung to her shoulders with both hands, tightly protecting herself, "I am Sixth Realm! I have value!"

"Surrender."

"Surrender."

"Surrender!"

Qiuye dazed and lost, after a moment she reacted to the situation, exclaiming: "Surrender! We surrender! Jiuyi Mountain surrenders!"

"Huu————"

Everything fell silent.

The fragments behind completely lost their struggling force, shifting from violent trembling to slow wriggling.

The trembling nerves relaxed again, Dragon Fubo turned into Jin Guang and entered the ear, the blood ape panted violently, looking up to the sky and exhaling a mouthful of white air from the gaps between its canine teeth, waving its hand.

Autumn leaves, as if pardoned, hurriedly scrambled past the blood ape, gathering and picking up the fragments of Buyi.

The celestial giants of Tiangang vanished from the horizon, and the drifting clouds reassembled.

"How is it? Why is there no movement?"

"Where are the people? Has the outcome been decided?"

"Who won?"

The mighty contended, wind racing and lightning flashing.

They would often traverse dozens, even hundreds of miles, coming and going without trace, invisible to the naked eye, lacking the signature myriad-zhang true gang; ordinary disciples simply had no way of knowing the battle's situation——

"This battle, Jiuyi Mountain's Buyi and Qiuye admit defeat and submit! The Blood Ape of the River God Sect wins, the River God Sect defends its second-rank sect status, and for three years, Jiuyi Mountain shall not reverse the River God Sect. Besides victory or defeat, according to the pre-war notarized agreement, Jiuyi Mountain, Tianmen Sect, Long Hu Pavilion, Shuyu Pavilion, Beidou Valley——and other Geda Sects must, within three months, pay one super-grade blood treasure to the River God Sect! Supervised for payment by the Huo Fire Sect."

Fei Taiyu stepped into the high air, shouted loudly, a hammer set the tone, hammering to death those expecting a reversal.

The sect master of Jiuyi Mountain, Buqing, turned deathly pale, staggered and swayed, while the elder of Jiuyi Mountain beside him fell even faster, his vision went black, and he directly collapsed from the pavilion, falling off the cliff.

"Ah! What's wrong with the elder of Jiuyi Mountain?" Shen Zhongliang suppressed a laugh, poked his head out, "Quick, quick, get two disciples, bring the person up!"

Buqing gritted his teeth, completely uncaring about any elder.

He had said not to gamble, not to gamble, there was fraud inside, he had said it but they wouldn't listen.

Lost, not only lost, but also had to compensate one super-grade blood treasure!

Where now to go find a super-grade blood treasure?

Yes, there is fundamentally no super-grade blood treasure within the Nine Mountains!

Or perhaps only half remains, still saved from when they were a second-rank sect, never willing to use it; a normal second-rank sect, unless bestowed by the Huo Fire Sect, would otherwise find it hard to come by, and if they had, they would have used it long ago—no one had imagined——

Eight levels plus one level, striking a three-level opponent, lost, actually lost!

Beidou Valley, Long Hu Pavilion, and Shuyu Pavilion all wore solemn expressions; one super-grade blood treasure is no small matter even for a first-rank sect.

Feng Zhao of Beidou Valley nearly cursed out loud.

"Damn it, is Jiuyi Mountain putting on an act for them? Colluding with the River God Sect to throw the match?"

But seeing Fei Taiyu, he dared not speak it out.

The Han Chan mighty one even more cursed the doom, last time seeing the red-haired monkey, the sect's flow reversed, at least leaving behind the previously successful super-grade blood treasure from the counterflow; this time seeing the red-haired monkey again, the super-grade blood treasure also leaked out, totaling inside and out, several years all wasted for nothing.

The red-haired monkey subdues him!

"Roar! Won! River God Sect won!"

"Wuhu, Wuhu, sect master awesome! Sect master awesome! Sect master is the number one monkey under heaven!"

"Who else? Who else?"

The cheers of the River God Sect disciples lagged behind the elders and mighty ones by half a beat.

"Is the master this awesome?"

On the back mountain, Lumengyao and Xiziyu stared wide-eyed, unable to believe it.

Second rank, no, third rank striking eighth rank—looking across the Blood River Realm, it's a legendary monkey phenomenon.

Down the mountain, mountain cries and sea tsunamis, ever more contrasting with the summit's silence; all Geda Sects felt embarrassed.

Not that they hadn't considered losing the wager, but——

Everyone turned in unison to look at the Monk.

Huizhen slightly bowed: "It seems the poor monk can avoid this calamity."

Behind Huizhen, the monks of the Great Enlightenment Temple all had complex faces, thinking back and forth, could only reflect that their cultivation was insufficient, they had broken precepts, and dared not raise their heads.

"Or perhaps Huizhen the Master sees far ahead."

"Huizhen the Master is a great cultivator."

Qiaosongyue and others offered two compliments, then turned to Shen Zhongliang, discussed the blood treasure matter, could no longer sit still, and all took their leave.

Shen Zhongliang beamed with joy, packed up the fine wine, personally saw them off, and also spoke kind words to Fei Taiyu of the Huo Fire Sect.

Fei Taiyu laughed heartily: "This is the achievement of the River God Sect's sect master; why should I thank old man? In this great battle, your sect master also had no easy time; quickly send people to look and see, if rested well, come to the Huo Fire Sect, just say there are important matters to discuss."

"Understood, understood! Will surely inform, will surely inform."

Shen Zhongliang repeatedly agreed, having just sent Fei Taiyu out of the pavilion, noisy sounds came from below the mountain, several disciples stepped on the stone stairs and came running wildly, without any etiquette.

Shen Zhongliang, who had just won the counterflow battle, immediately became displeased, his face turned stern: "Noisy clamor, what propriety is this?"

"Not so, sect master." A disciple rushed forward anxiously, "It's the people of Jiuyi Mountain who can't afford to lose, planning to forcefully storm the mountain gate, many elders are blocking and confronting them!"

"What?"

Fei Taiyu halted his steps.

Qiaosongyue and others, who were about to leave, all stopped in their tracks, looking toward Buqing.

"Presumptuous!" Buqing pointed at the nose of the River God Sect disciple and shouted angrily, "You yellow-mouthed brat, don't spout nonsense, how would my Jiuyi Mountain people do such a thing?"

Having just won the battle, the third-rank disciples were utterly unafraid of the fifth-rank Buqing, actually stretching their necks to retort: "How wouldn't it be? The facts are right before your eyes, it's exactly your Jiuyi Mountain elders, exactly in the act of storming the mountain gate, could it not be because you can't afford to lose?"

Buqing's anger blazed, but the aura suddenly erupting from below the mountain surprised him.

This aura, is it truly the Zhouxi Elder of my Nine Mountains?

"Even if a conflict arises, it must be your River God Sect not knowing how to receive guests, provoking with words! Absolutely not my Jiuyi Mountain being unable to afford to lose! Elder Zhang, watch over Elder Li." Buqing, unable to make sense of the situation, left a sentence and rushed straight down the mountain.

The people of Beidou Valley and Long Hu Pavilion, who originally intended to leave, but seeing this situation, immediately followed to watch the spectacle.

Anyway, losing is already lost, not watching the liveliness would be a pity.

The crowd arrived at the mountain gate, precisely seeing several elders fighting, clashing with fists and feet.

Buqing at a glance saw the dust-covered Zhouxi, immediately leapt out to intercept both sides: "Zhou Elder, what are you doing?"

Zhouxi panicked and shouted loudly: "Sect master, not good! Our mountain gate has been robbed!"

Silence.

Buqing followed, seemingly not reacting, froze for a moment, his face visibly draining of red and turning pale, he staggered two steps and grabbed Zhouxi's collar.

"What? What did you say?"

Zhouxi wept and spoke: "A group of strong bandits came from somewhere, they stormed our Jiushan Mountain right away, the leader was extremely formidable, one punch killed Elder Tang and Elder Xu, several more elders died afterward, disciples suffered heavy casualties, my Jiushan Mountain, Jiushan Mountain, is ruined————"

Silence fell, the disciples of the Heshen Sect stared wide-eyed, Fei Taiyu frowned slightly, all the major sects found this unbelievable, though they had previously resented Jiushan Mountain, they now felt sympathy.

Buqing shook off the collar, his whole body trembling.

Super-grade blood treasure, sect calamity, heart-attack from rage————

"Pfft!"

"Sect Master, Sect Master! Hurry————"

"I'm fine, I'm fine, just a mouthful of blood, where is Elder Qiuye? Go find him quickly."

"Elder Zhou, you said the thieves, what did the leader look like?" A Daoist from Longhuge Pavilion stepped half a pace forward.

"I don't know, they all wore masks, only heard someone shout that the leader was called the Great King, possibly some Mountain King————

"

"How could a Mountain King be so formidable? Even if the sect master and elders are absent, a Third Rank sect is not a place you can just come and go as you please." The silver-bearded Daoist of Longhuge Pavilion shook his head and sighed, "It's likely those fierce bandits from the northwest."

Qiaosongyue asked: "What does the Daoist mean————"

"The leader of the northwest bandits is called the Great King, I thought, perhaps they heard of the逆流 battle between the Heshen Sect and Jiushan Mountain and thought there was an opportunity to exploit."

Everyone was startled, having long heard of bandit troubles in the northwest, disturbing Fourth Rank sects into panic, Second Rank sects organized expeditions to suppress bandits, yet still returned defeated.

Never expected the bandits to have become so rampant, for a time a sense of crisis arose, fearing wildfire would reach themselves.

The black-bearded Daoist of Longhuge Pavilion said: "This morning we were still discussing joint bandit suppression, never expecting Jiushan Mountain to suffer such disaster at night, gentlemen, why not we all go to Jiushan Mountain to take a look?"

"Let's go take a look together." Fei Taiyu said.

Dealing with bandits normally wouldn't trouble the Tianhuo Sect, but first, Third Rank sects are not small, second, the matter has already come to our doorstep, there's no reason to pretend we didn't see it, if we can conveniently resolve it, it would also be a good deed.

"Good." Huizhen agreed.

"Thank you all, thank you Elder Fei, my Jiushan Mountain is deeply grateful!"

Buqing turned from sorrow to joy.

The ancestor's life or death unknown, Qiuye Great Ability rarely handles affairs, exactly when internal and external troubles arise, if there is————

"Disaster!"

A cry of surprise, everyone turned back, only to see the Hanci Great Ability's face devoid of color.

Chen Rongxuan looked at Fei Taiyu: "Elder Fei————"

"No problem, hurry back." Fei Taiyu immediately understood, the Tianmen Sect likewise only has one Great Ability, Hanci, if the northwest bandits can seize one, they can seize a second.

In the blink of an eye, people from the major sects all departed.

The Heshen Sect had nothing to do for a moment.

The mountain gate elder stepped forward: "Sect Master, what shall we do now————"

Shen Zhongliang could no longer hold back, burst into loud laughter: "Start the feast, celebration feast! Next time we'll come collect the blood treasure!"

"Roar!"

"Drink, drink, drink!"

As fellow sects, there is clearly a chain of contempt, the Tianhuo Sect horizontally suppresses all sects, First Rank looks down on Second Rank, Second Rank looks down on Third Rank, upper sect disciples do not bow to lower sect elders, and this sense of superiority, even exists among peers.

Previously, Jiushan Mountain's Buqi slept in oblivion, the Tianmen Sect luckily rose, just the lowest of the Second Rank, the Heshen Sect took its place, stronger than the Tianmen Sect, but did not change the fact of being the bottom of the Second Rank.

Now it's different, one beats two, third rank beats eight plus one, looking at the Second Rank sects, it's still medium to upper, the entire status of the Heshen Sect has been greatly enhanced because of this battle!

Who dares to look down on the blood ape, who dares to look down on the Heshen Sect!

"By the way, where is the Sect Master? Where did the Sect Master go?"

"Right, where is the Sect Master? Seems like we haven't seen him?"

Bianhua Field.

"Hurry up, hurry up, can't even carry the back, Bai Zhang grew so big."

"Junior Sister, my realm is low, Master is too heavy, being able to lift him is already not bad."

Xiziyu grabbed a hand of the blood ape, carried it on his shoulder, grunting and groaning toward the back mountain, Lumengyao urged from ahead.

"Ha ha ha ha."

The blood ape slept with loud snoring.

Midnight.

——.

Having visited Jiushan Mountain, the monk on the return route exclaimed in surprise: "Master Huizhen, you said you wouldn't return to the Great Awakening Temple?"

"Having privately revoked the notarization, you tell the abbot, the Heshen Sect won, the abbot won't have fire, this poor monk still has some private matters to handle, so I won't travel with you."

Several monks looked at each other, palms together: "Master Uncle, rest assured, we'll take care of it."

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