When Ling Zhenfei caught up with Sun Wei and the others, they had already run far and were all sitting on a tree trunk resting.
Sun Wei, panting heavily, said: "Oh, that was a hell of a run, I'm exhausted. If it weren't for your flaming gourd, we would have really been done in by that old guy."
Ling Zhenfei said: "I told you not to mess around; now you've tangled with the Blood Oath Sect, and it's likely to cause trouble in the future."
Sun Wei asked: "Oh, you know that guy? What kind of thing is this Blood Oath Sect?"
Ling Zhenfei said: "I don't know the old guy, but I know the young one—his name is Blood Son."
Murong Liuqing said: "I've heard from my master that the Blood Oath Sect is a sect hidden in Xianling Mountain. This sect is quite ancient, but many of the powerful Dharma Gates in the sect require blood sacrifices, making it very peculiar.
Because they don't often interact with outside sects, they seem extremely mysterious."
