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Translator: CinderTL
"In a canyon thirty thousand miles west of Anmu City," Bao Tianming said.
"Take me there," Song Wen replied.
The Bao Clan was no match for Six Fiends Hall. In Song Wen's eyes, even with only Gong Tianzong, a Body Integration Stage cultivator, remaining in charge, the Six Fiends Hall posed a greater threat than the Duan Family of Mount Taichuan, which boasted three Body Integration Stage cultivators.
He couldn't afford any carelessness and needed to personally verify the truth of Bao Tianming's claims.
As soon as Song Wen finished speaking, Bao Tianming felt the blood-colored tentacles coiling around him slowly merge into his body.
His body stiffened, floating uncontrollably in the air, and he couldn't even speak.
Song Wen glanced at Bao Tianming's blood-soaked appearance. If they went out like this, it would undoubtedly alert the rest of the Bao Clan.
A commotion within the Bao Clan would inevitably draw the Six Fiends Hall's attention.
At that point, using Bao Tianming to lure out the Six Fiends Hall's members would become nearly impossible.
Song Wen retrieved a fresh set of clothes from Bao Tianming's storage ring and dressed him.
The gruesome wounds were now concealed, at least visually, but the overwhelming stench of blood remained unmistakable.
Song Wen retrieved an iron mask from his storage ring.
This mask was a Spirit Treasure capable of concealing one's aura, making it nearly impossible for even Body Integration Stage cultivators to detect. He had obtained it after killing Wen Xuan.
Activating the mask, Song Wen stuffed it into Bao Tianming's chest and covered it with his robes.
Instantly, Bao Tianming's aura and the stench of blood vanished without a trace, leaving Song Wen unable to sense even a hint of them.
Song Wen then turned his gaze to Bao Rong.
These three couldn't die yet; their deaths would inevitably arouse the Bao Clan's suspicions.
But he couldn't simply knock them unconscious and leave them here either.
According to Bao Tianming, the transaction was scheduled for three days later. If these three were out of sight for too long, unforeseen complications might arise.
After a moment's thought, Song Wen employed the same method, using the Blood Sea Seal to control all three.
Since they were unharmed, there was no need to change their clothes or conceal their auras with Spirit Treasures.
Only the palm print on Bao Rong's face remained conspicuous.
Song Wen fed her a high-grade Healing Pill and channeled his spiritual power to help her refine it.
Within a few dozen breaths, the mark on Bao Rong's face had completely vanished.
As long as she kept her mouth shut, concealing the mere three or five teeth remaining, no one would suspect anything amiss.
Not only could she not speak, but Bao Rong couldn't even blink without Song Wen's permission.
As for the aura emanating from the Blood Sea Seals within the four individuals, Song Wen's deliberate concealment made it impossible for even Void Refinement Stage cultivators to detect.
"Open the formation here," Song Wen commanded.
The moment his words fell, Bao Tianming felt the blood surging within him recede from his meridians and dantian, allowing his spiritual power to flow freely once more.
Daring not disobey Song Wen's order, Bao Tianming formed a sword-like gesture with two fingers on his right hand, which glowed with a faint spiritual light as he condensed a talisman.
The talisman flew out and landed on the massive gate.
Instantly, the gate swung open.
Song Wen immediately suppressed Bao Tianming's spiritual power again, rendering him completely immobile.
Then, under the control of the blood sea within their bodies, Bao Tianming and the other three slowly floated toward the gate, with Song Wen following closely behind.
Emerging from the pavilion, the five ascended into the air.
Bao Tianming, the 'highest-cultivation' member, led the way, while Bao Rong and the other two flanked Song Wen on either side and behind, as if escorting 'Song Wen,' a rogue cultivator of unknown origins. They passed through the Bao Clan's mountain gate without arousing any suspicion.
After leaving the Bao Clan, the group of five traveled west until they reached a point above a subterranean rift valley nestled between two mountains.
Since Bao Tianming was needed to guide them, Song Wen had already removed the restraints on his head, allowing him to speak.
"Senior, the place for refining blood essence lies deep within this rift valley," Bao Tianming said.
Hearing this, Song Wen extended his divine sense into the rift valley.
The entrance to the rift valley was narrow, no more than a few dozen meters wide and a hundred meters long, but its interior held a hidden world.
Shaped like an inverted giant funnel, the valley widened as it descended. After plunging nearly fifty kilometers, it opened into a vast underground cavern.
The cavern's original form had long been altered, its floor flattened into a smooth surface.
In the central area of the cavern stood hundreds of stone platforms.
Beside each platform stood a cultivator, either at the Golden Core or Foundation Establishment Stage.
Wielding Bone Cleansing Knives, they moved in blurs, their blades flashing across the corpses laid out on the platforms.
The corpses were dismembered like cattle or sheep, their crimson blood flowing along drainage channels into a network of ground-level trenches that converged into a massive Blood Pool spanning over three hundred meters.
Song Wen's divine sense forcefully pierced through the concealment formation within the rift valley, revealing this scene. A flicker of disorientation flashed through his eyes.
Corpse Dissectors! Corpse Dissection Platforms!
His gaze seemed to pierce through ten Sexagenary Cycles, seeing himself as he first entered the Corpse Demon Sect.
However, the Corpse Dissectors' strength far surpassed his own from that time, and even exceeded that of other Corpse Dissectors within the Corpse Demon Sect.
This resulted in the Corpse Dissectors' dissection speed being significantly faster. They could process a corpse in anywhere from a dozen breaths to a hundred or so.
"Who taught you this method of dissecting corpses and refining blood essence?" Song Wen asked.
"The Six Fiends Hall," Bao Tianming replied.
Song Wen immediately confirmed that Bao Tianming was indeed working for the Six Fiends Hall.
Apart from the Divine Blood Gate, Song Wen had never seen any other corpse cultivator refine blood essence in such a manner.
"Bao Tianming, you mentioned earlier that you have a transaction with the Six Fiends Hall in three days?"
"Yes," Bao Tianming confirmed.
"Where will the transaction take place?" Song Wen pressed.
"The location isn't fixed. Once the Six Fiends Hall arrives in Anmu City, they'll contact me. We usually meet at a tavern or teahouse within the city," Bao Tianming explained.
"Who will you be dealing with?" Song Wen asked.
"A Void Refinement Stage cultivator named Feng Chang. But sometimes two Divine Transformation Stage cultivators handle the transactions instead."
"Then I'll wait three days," Song Wen murmured.
Three days later.
In a mountain cave two hundred miles outside Anmu City, Song Wen sat cross-legged on a blue stone, idly playing with a Communication Jade Slip in his hand.
According to Bao Tianming, this jade slip had been left to him by the Six Fiends Hall, and all transactions were conducted through it.
Bao Tianming stood beside Song Wen, head bowed and hands clasped, not daring to make the slightest move.
Suddenly, the jade slip trembled slightly.
Bao Tianming, the agreed-upon time has arrived. Is the merchandise ready?
After reading the message, Song Wen handed the jade slip to Bao Tianming.
"Is this the 'Feng Chang' you mentioned earlier?"
Bao Tianming examined the jade slip and replied, "Judging by the aura emanating from it, it must be him."
"Tell him to come here for the transaction," Song Wen instructed.
Bao Tianming looked startled. "We've always traded in the city. Changing the location so suddenly might arouse suspicion."
"Just tell him that some arrogant Spirit Jade Palace disciples have arrived in the city recently, constantly clamoring about 'slaying demons and eliminating evil.' To avoid complications, we've moved the transaction outside the city." For Song Wen, excuses came as easily as breathing, yet they sounded perfectly plausible.
(End of the Chapter)
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