Chapter 29

Deep in Juefeng Ridge.

Ancient trees stood tall, and the leaves were lush.

Only faint moonlight shone through the gaps, leaving behind a little light.

At this very moment,

there were many dark shadows standing on the branches, about twenty people.

Each one had an impressive aura.

The weakest was at the sixth level of the Pulse Forging realm.

Among them, there were even five in the Opening Aperture realm.

Especially the one in the lead.

Their aura was terrifying—it was the peak of the ninth level of the Opening Aperture realm!

All the dark shadows wore similar robes.

They were dark green.

On their backs were the two characters for "Yellow Springs."

The forest at night was already eerie, and their presence made this feeling even stronger.

Surrounded by them were Profound Heaven sect disciples, and they were inner sect disciples.

There were three in total.

Surprisingly, they were all women, of various ages.

Their clothing was easy to identify.

They were disciples of the Medicine King Peak, one of the seven branches of Profound Heaven.

The state of the three was very poor.

Each one was pale, blood spilling from the corners of their mouths, and their auras were very weak.

Clearly, they had suffered significant injuries.

“Yellow Springs Demon Sect!”

One of them gritted her teeth and said hatefully.

Her face was delicate, and her skin was as white as snow.

Her cultivation realm was not low either—the seventh level of the Opening Aperture realm.

“To dare to come near our sect to ambush disciples—you won’t be leaving here alive!”

Although she was no match for this group of demonic warriors, the distress signal had been sent, and she believed support would arrive soon.

As a disciple of a major sect, even if she might face a cruel fate, she could not be cowardly!

“I didn't expect you to have a protective secret artifact that blocked the killing blow for you.”

“Otherwise, it would have been impossible for that distress signal to be sent out.”

The leading demonic warrior walked forward a few steps, exposing himself in the fragmented moonlight.

He was thin, his five fingers were extremely long, and there was a hideous cross-shaped scar on his face.

“You are the Ghost Finger, Bei Qianke!”

The female disciple, Kong Linxue, seemed to realize something, her pupils shrinking.

Demonic warriors are to be killed by everyone.

But unfortunately, the strength of demonic warriors is generally quite high, and they are good at hiding, so it is extremely difficult to kill them.

So much so that those who could survive under the pursuit of many factions

gradually gained a reputation.

For example, the Ghost Finger, Bei Qianke, before her!

He came from the Yellow Springs Demon Sect.

He had mastered a Profound-grade low-tier finger technique; his strikes were extremely tricky and poisonous, like something from the underworld, with terrifying piercing power.

Even wearing armor was useless.

That she was still alive now was thanks to the protective secret artifact given by her master, which was not comparable to ordinary armor.

“You have a sharp eye.”

Bei Qianke’s mouth curled up, making the scar on his face look even more hideous.

“Ah!”

Suddenly, a scream rang out.

Not far away, light flickered—it was a formation.

And inside the formation, several figures were kneeling.

Looking at their clothing, they were also Profound Heaven sect disciples.

The screams were coming from them.

It was visible to the naked eye that as the formation operated, blood mist continuously emanated from these disciples’ bodies, gathering toward the center.

Transforming into the shape of an elixir.

“Blood Refining Formation!”

“You are actually refining Yellow Springs Aperture-Ascension Pills!”

Kong Linxue’s pupils shrank, and a deep chill rose up her spine.

This was a demonic evil art.

Using human essence and blood as the main ingredient, combined with many materials, to refine elixirs.

The better the aptitude, the higher the success rate, and the more potent the medicinal effect.

Therefore, demonic warriors who were good at this art often captured geniuses from major factions to refine elixirs.

The Yellow Springs Aperture-Ascension Pill was also called the Human Blood Pill.

Kong Linxue suddenly understood.

Why this Bei Qianke dared to come near the Profound Heaven sect.

It turned out he had mastered this evil art!

Among Grade 2 elixirs, the Yellow Springs Aperture-Ascension Pill could be said to be one of the most effective.

After all, it used the essence and blood of geniuses as the main ingredient.

But this was, after all, an evil art.

The side effects were great.

It would affect the user’s mind, making them irritable and prone to anger; using too much would lead to madness.

“My lord, shouldn't we hurry and withdraw? The Profound Heaven sect should have support arriving soon.”

A warrior next to him stepped forward and said respectfully.

Although he was also in the Opening Aperture realm, he was only at the third level and had no comparison to a warrior like Bei Qianke.

So he was reduced to a subordinate.

“Wait a little longer; the Human Blood Pill is almost complete.”

Bei Qianke thought for a moment and said.

These Profound Heaven disciples in the formation had good aptitude; it was highly likely that the elixir would be successfully refined.

He didn't want to give up at this critical moment.

“Take these three and use them as materials for the next round.”

Bei Qianke looked at Kong Linxue indifferently.

The three of them felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

“Yes!”

However, just at this moment,

Bei Qianke suddenly frowned, turned around abruptly, and looked up at an ancient tree.

“I didn't expect someone to have already arrived.”

“Come out, Your Excellency.”

“I have already discovered you.”

After he spoke,

all eyes turned toward that spot.

In the darkness,

a figure slowly revealed itself.

It was Meng Zhangqing.

He had actually only just arrived and had only heard about the Ghost Finger, Bei Qianke, and the Blood Refining Formation.

Just as he was counting the number of people on the field,

he was discovered in the next second.

It seems he would have to learn a secret art for hiding his aura in the future.

Otherwise, it would be easy to leave a trail.

“It really is a Profound Heaven disciple.”

Bei Qianke’s eyes turned cold.

However, when he sensed that the newcomer’s cultivation was only at the fifth level of the Opening Aperture realm, his brow relaxed.

A disciple with this level of cultivation had no threat.

He didn't even need to take action; his four subordinates alone would be able to solve it.

“Take him down.”

Bei Qianke turned back.

“Yes!”

The four subordinates immediately rushed toward Meng Zhangqing.

“Junior Brother, run!”

“You are no match for them!”

“Go to the sect for help!”

When someone came, Kong Linxue was quite pleasantly surprised, but when she discovered the newcomer’s cultivation, her heart sank.

Even she, at the seventh level of the Opening Aperture realm, was no match.

Let alone the fifth level!