Chapter 831: with translation of chapter title

831. Chapter 829: None can escape!

He swung his sword, and a blade of light intertwined with thunder and fire shot straight at a messenger.

The messenger tried to dodge in terror, but trapped in Su Liyan's icy power, he could not move, only able to watch helplessly as the thunder‑fire sword's light closed in.

The blade of light fell, a miserable scream rang out, the messenger was pierced by the light, his body turning into black mist that dissipated in the air.

"One down, how many more can't escape!"

Feng Tianfeng warily scanned the surroundings, looking for other Blood Moon Sect messengers.

Her eyes flashed with fighting spirit, she fearlessly welcomed the impending challenge.

The fierce battle continued, with huge booming sounds of clashing spells echoing through the Chaos Forest.

Lu Yuan and the others engaged in a fierce contest with the Blood Moon Sect messengers, sparks flying between them, life and death hanging by a thread.

Lu Yuan's heart surged with waves, he made quick judgments and reactions to every detail of the battle.

His gaze was firm and cold, his inner resolve and sense of duty drove him to face danger without fear, contending with the enemy.

In the tense standoff, Lu Yuan gradually grasped a new immortal law's essence, his spell power steadily increasing, putting unprecedented pressure on the Blood Moon Sect messengers.

Lu Yuan's figure moved like a wandering dragon, agile as he weaved through the woods; each spell he cast struck its mark true, forcing the enemy to retreat step by step.

The battle in the Chaos Forest gradually subsided, the lingering smoke dissipating with people's movements.

News came from within the Blood Moon Sect that several core members had been lost, and shock welled up.

Xueying flew into a rage upon hearing this; he had originally sent these members on an important mission, never expecting them to perish in this battle, dealing a significant blow to the Blood Moon Sect's strength.

"These damned bastards actually let Lu Yuan and the others run rampant!"

Xueying gritted his teeth, hating to find them immediately and launch revenge.

At the same time, Lu Yuan rode his flying sword away from the battlefield, leaving a mess behind.

During the flight, he quietly reflected on the battle, a sense of achievement and confidence welling up inside him.

"This battle was fierce, but I successfully defeated a mid‑stage Blood Moon Sect cultivator, proving my strength is not to be underestimated."

"Perhaps I can now challenge cultivators of a higher level."

Lu Yuan pondered silently.

The flying sword sliced through the heavens, a cool breeze brushed his face, bringing a hint of freshness.

Feeling the breeze pass, his mind involuntarily conjured the next step of his cultivation plan.

"I need to gain a deeper understanding of the mysteries of immortal arts and improve my combat skills."

"Only by constantly progressing can one go ever farther on the path of cultivation."

Lu Yuan's gaze was firm, he looked forward to the future with anticipation.

The flying sword soared through the air, a stream of light streaked across the horizon, gradually tossing the distant mountains and forests behind.

Lu Yuan's heart grew ever more resolute; he knew his cultivation road was still long, but he had made ready to meet the challenges ahead.

"I will become stronger, for myself and to protect those around me."

Lu Yuan silently made his resolve, determined to keep moving forward on the path of cultivation.

The flying sword shuttled between cloud layers, like a lightning bolt slicing the heavens, casting all worldly turmoil behind.

The fire in Lu Yuan's heart burned brighter at this moment; he was no longer the novice cultivator just leaving the thatched hut, but one gradually entering excellence, stepping onto the peak.

The battle in the Chaos Forest had already ceased, the lingering smoke gradually dissipating in the morning breeze.

Upon learning of the deaths of several core members within the Blood Moon Sect, Xueying could not sit still, he was both angry and annoyed.

In the Blood Moon Sect's inner hall, Xueying sat in the chief seat with furrowed brows, the anger on his face impossible to conceal.

He heard the report from the disciples monitoring the life‑and‑death lamps, and a sense of unease arose in his heart.

"The messengers' life‑and‑death lamps are going out one after another? This means……"

Xueying's voice carried a hint of coldness and anger.

The elders behind him exchanged glances, the atmosphere suddenly grew solemn.

An elder stepped forward, speaking respectfully: 'Sect Leader, this matter absolutely cannot be taken lightly; we must launch an immediate investigation to uncover the truth.'

Xueying gave a cold snort, his eyes like blades fixed on the elder: 'Investigate now!'

"I need to know who is so bold as to dare lay hands on my Blood Moon Sect's messengers!"

The elders all received the order and departed, the scene instantly turning tense.

Xueying closed his eyes, pondering the long‑term impact this sudden change might have on the Blood Moon Sect.

The battle in the Chaos Forest had already ceased, the lingering smoke gradually dissipating in the morning breeze.

At this time, Lu Yuan returned to the Lei Huo Dan Ge, his mind still entwined with the battle scene in the Chaos Forest, causing him to sigh with myriad feelings.

Zi Cui Ling watched Lu Yuan walk into the hall, smiled faintly, and asked: 'Lu Yuan, you're back.'

"I heard you went through quite a bit in the Chaos Forest; is everything all right?"

Lu Yuan nodded, candidly recounting to Zi Cui Ling his experiences in the Chaos Forest and his interactions with Su Liyan, Zi Xi'er, and the others.

Zi Cui Ling listened intently, filled with admiration for Lu Yuan.

"Thank you for your care; without them, I might have already perished in the Chaos Forest."

Lu Yuan expressed his gratitude to his companions.

Zi Cui Ling smiled faintly, speaking gently: 'Lu Yuan, as a guest of the Ziyun Clan, you have continually brought us many surprises.'

"Don't forget the pill‑refining task you promised earlier."

Lu Yuan's heart sank; he knew what Zi Cui Ling said was true.

He had previously promised to help the Ziyun Clan refine a batch of superior spirit pills, but after the accident in the Chaos Forest, his thoughts were no longer on alchemy.

"Zi Cui Ling, I……"

Lu Yuan wanted to speak but stopped, not knowing how to begin.

Zi Cui Ling saw through his thoughts, and said softly: "Lu Yuan, your path of cultivation is still long, and alchemy is also one of your strengths."

Completing this task also counts as a trial for yourself.

Lu Yuan fell silent for a moment, then nodded and agreed: "All right, Zi Cui Ling, I will complete the task."

Zi Cui Ling smiled faintly, nodded in satisfaction: "Very good, I believe you can do it."

The morning breeze brushed Lei Huo Dan Ge, bringing a hint of coolness.

Lu Yuan stood inside the alchemy hall, wholeheartedly refining a batch of spirit pills, his eyes flashing with focused light.

At dawn, a ray of golden light streamed through the window, falling on his handsome face, outlining his deep contours.

Lu Yuan carefully operated the alchemy furnace, each step precise, as if performing a delicate immortal art.

The temperature inside the alchemy room gradually rose, the medicinal ingredients in the furnace slowly melted, giving off a strong medicinal aroma.

Zi Cui Ling stood silently to the side, watching Lu Yuan's expression as he refined pills, her eyes flashing with admiration. (End of chapter)