Chapter 40: The Treasure Even Chen Zheng Can

In fact, Chen Zheng could have killed the Chi Dragon instantly, preventing it from sending a message to the Demon Clan Elder, but he didn't.

He wanted to muddy the waters of the underground world, pitting the major powers against the Taiyi Sect in a dog‑fight while he stayed out of it, making it easy to fish in the chaos.

His goal is now achieved.

The Chi Dragon can die now.

He increased the intensity of his blood‑sucking.

The Chi Dragon was drained in an instant, its heavy corpse collapsing to the ground.

"The Demon Emperor bloodline truly is extraordinary."

A hint of joy flashed in Chen Zheng's eyes.

As the Chi Dragon's blood entered his body and refined into a continuous flow of blood essence spreading throughout, he felt an unparalleled comfort, every inch of flesh and blood rejoicing.

This person's bloodline can almost compare to the blood that Liu Suiyun gave him last time in that jar of Black Water King Snake.

Moreover, Liu Suiyun's gift was only a small jar.

The Chi Dragon, however, is massive—over a zhang tall—and yields far more blood, enough to fill at least a small jar.

The effect is likewise significant.

Chen Zheng's strength surged, instantly reaching the power of eighteen Xuanhuang Fiery Horses.

An increase of two and a half!

Not only his strength, but his flesh also became much tougher than before; his skin, flesh, and even the dark‑gold hue of the one‑hundred‑and‑eight demon hollows grew richer.

The former Chen Zheng could not be cut by low‑grade spiritual artifacts and could resist mid‑grade ones; now he may even withstand high‑grade spiritual artifacts.

"You, the upright head of the Correct Path and a disciple of the Taiyi Sect, are practicing blood‑sucking Demonic Cultivation?!"

A roar of anger suddenly rang out, its tone of fury and disbelief indescribable.

If it must be described, it's like a faithful wife suddenly caught cheating in bed.

And not just one lover, but a whole group.

The owner of the roar was Bloodflame Crown Prince, his eyes blazing as he stared at Chen Zheng, unable to believe that the man before him also drew others' blood to train.

As for why he survived, when the White Rainbow Sword struck his brow earlier, he was briefly dazed and unable to defend, but the big red robe he wore automatically shielded him, emitting a wave of dazzling red light that blocked the thrust.

Clearly, the big red robe is a spiritual artifact of decent grade, likely mid‑grade.

"Who says Taiyi Sect disciples can't practice Demonic Cultivation?" Chen Zheng looked at Bloodflame Crown Prince and asked with a smile.

"You shameless scoundrel!"

Bloodflame Crown Prince hadn't expected Chen Zheng's nerve to be so thick, and he couldn't help but laugh in anger.

If the Taiyi Sect had permitted its disciples to practice Demonic Cultivation, three thousand years ago it wouldn't have declared war on the Linglong Immortal Sovereign and caused the Linglong Catastrophe.

But seeing Chen Zheng's indifferent attitude, saying that was clearly useless.

It would be better to capture him, bring him back to the Blood Shadow Demon Sect, and hand him over to the Elder as evidence against the Taiyi Sect.

Then we'll see if Chen Zheng can still talk tough.

Moreover, the Taiyi Sect's reputation will be ruined, becoming a laughingstock of the cultivation world.

He, Bloodflame Crown Prince, will also achieve an unprecedented feat!

"Kill!"

At the thought, a cold smile flashed in his eyes; he waved his hand, pointed forward, and a blood‑red long sword shot out from his own body like a meteor chasing the moon, tearing the air as it lunged at Chen Zheng.

He could see that the Bagua Purple‑Gold Dao Robe Chen Zheng wore was merely a common magical artifact.

The White Rainbow Sword that tried to kill him earlier was also a low‑grade spiritual artifact.

Only by using a mental secret technique to ambush them unawares could they strike the Chi Dragon's fatal weak point, causing its death.

Now he has defenses; his two great battle artifacts are far stronger than Chen Zheng's, making it nearly impossible for the opponent to match him. *Swish! *

In the blink of an eye, the blood‑red long sword pierced Chen Zheng, cutting straight through his chest.

But Bloodflame Crown Prince's face showed no joy; his pupils contracted sharply.

Because the sword struck only the afterimage Chen Zheng left; his true body had vanished.

"How is this person so fast!"

He thought the situation was unfavorable and quickly withdrew.

Suddenly, a cold, eerie voice from behind said, "Where are you going?"

Bloodflame Crown Prince felt a chill in his heart, realizing Chen Zheng was already behind him; he hurried to activate the big red robe's protection while maneuvering the blood‑red long sword to spin.

Bang!

At that moment, Chen Zheng slapped from behind, striking heavily onto the waves of red light emitted by the big red robe.

Crack!

A crisp sound rang out as the protective red light of Bloodflame Crown Prince was split open by Chen Zheng's slap.

"What?"

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Bloodflame Crown Prince, startled and angry, immediately focused all his spirit onto the red robe, causing the red light on the artifact garment to reconverge, three times brighter than before.

"Break!"

Chen Zheng's expression remained unchanged; he gripped with his five fingers like steel hooks, yanking the red light forcefully, instantly tearing it apart.

His arm then slipped through the red‑light fissure, his five fingers anchoring like steel nails onto Bloodflame Crown Prince's Heavenly Spirit Crown.

"Ah…"

Amid Bloodflame Crown Prince's howl, the Nether King True Body's internal cultivation method activated, beginning to siphon blood!

"Eh?"

While sucking, Chen Zheng suddenly felt something amiss and looked at Bloodflame Crown Prince with a startled gaze.

This person actually was not instantly drained by him.

And did not die!

The blood inside his body seemed inexhaustible, never running out.

Even the Blood Flame Crown Prince could still speak, his face pallid, trembling as he begged, "Spare… me. My grandfather is the Blood Killing Thus we have Title: Elder of the Blood Shadow Demon Sect, my status is high; I can serve as an undercover for your Taiyi Gate."

Chen Zheng heard this and said nothing.

It was the first time he had encountered someone the Nether King True Body could not drain to death; he frowned, examined the Blood Flame Crown Prince closely, and soon found a rice‑grain‑sized blood‑red pendant on the man's neck.

The pendant had a hole ten times smaller than a needle eye; from the hole a fine blood thread emerged, inserted into the Blood Flame Crown Prince's skin, supplying blood continuously like an IV.

"What is this?"

A flash of doubt crossed Chen Zheng's eyes; he sank his mind into the book of the myriad worlds within Chaos Space, and his eyes brightened instantly as he uncovered the origin of the blood‑colored pendant.

It turned out to be an Innate Blood Jade!

According to the records of the myriad worlds, the Innate Blood Jade originates from outer space, exceedingly rare; if a cultivator obtains a palm‑sized piece and absorbs its massive innate blood, they can cleanse the mortal body and increase longevity yuan.

It is a treasure useful to all Divine‑Ability cultivators.

For Chen Zheng, it is an especially rare great tonic!

"Give it to me."

"No…"

In the Blood Flame Crown Prince's desperate gaze, Chen Zheng extended his palm and ripped the pendant from his neck.

The fine thread attached to the skin also snapped, cutting off the blood supply, and the Blood Flame Crown Prince died instantly.

Chen Zheng stripped the spiritual artifact clothing from the Blood Flame Crown Prince, picked up the red flying sword that had fallen to the ground, placed Chi Long's corpse into Chaos Space, and hurried out of the castle.

Before dying, Chi Long sent a message to the Demon Clan Thus we have Title: Elder; staying any longer would be disastrous when that Demon Clan Thus we have Title: Elder arrived.

(End of Chapter)