"Let's go."

Qing Yu slowly stood up and wiped away the black bloodstains at the corner of his mouth.

Poisoned, of course it was true. However, it was not Lin Qiuxuan's poison he was suffering from, but his own. Mimicking Poison Skill with True Qi and mixing it into the bloodstream, wasn't that poisoning oneself?

"Hmph, even our righteous elder brother Xuan Zheng has fallen," Xuan Shang commented as he put away his sorrowful expression with a snort.

Having spent ten years outside, Xuan Shang had also become quite an old fox. As long as it didn't involve Xuanfa, he was a formidable opponent.

"I had not expected you to possess such capacity!"

With a light raise of her hand, Xuanzhen drew the poisoned blood Qing Yu had spat onto the ground close for a careful examination.

With her Medical Skill, she naturally noticed the abnormality of the poisoned blood. The blood was contaminated by poison, but it contained not a trace of toxic substances, only the appearance of having been damaged by toxicity.

Such a condition, as far as Xuanzhen knew, could only be achieved with Qi Poison, a skill people in the Poison Dao dreamed of possessing.

"Likewise, that ability of yours to make a dead man speak has indeed broadened my horizons."

Qing Yu lightly flicked his finger, and his Qi Force shot out, dissolving the suspended poisoned blood into nothingness.

Xuanfeng wasn't a dead man, but his current state was hardly different from one. Without Qing Yu lifting the restrictions, Xuanfeng was nothing but a living dead man.

Earlier, when Xuanfeng spoke, it naturally wasn't Qing Yu's doing.

In fact, the conversation that the three of them had earlier was all improvised, without a script. Xuan Zheng and the three were close in strength, and using secret transmission before him couldn't be done without leaving some trace.

Qing Yu didn't want to reveal his Power of Thought, and therefore had not communicated with the other two using the Power of Thought.

For instance, making Xuanfeng speak was an impromptu idea from Xuanzhen.

"To control the lungs, throat, mouth, and tongue with True Qi, and perform these complex operations simultaneously is truly impressive," Qing Yu remarked, looking at Xuanfeng, who lay unconscious on the ground.

This required not only great control power over True Qi but also a fine ability to examine and extraordinary accomplishments in the field of medicine.

Only then could they create such a confusing display.

If there had been any discordant detail, Xuan Zheng might have noticed.

The perceptive ability of a Martial Artist in the True Pill Realm is not comparable to that of an ordinary person, and their memory is also several times better than that of an average person. Even if they did not find any inconsistencies on the spot, if they tried hard to recall the events later, they might still find some discrepancies.

Yet, Xuanzhen's earlier action ensured that, no matter how much Xuan Zheng would recall later, he could not find any flaws.

She also took the opportunity to lay the groundwork for their later visit to Wanfa Peak under the pretext of treating Xuanfeng for poison and healing his injuries.

'They are all talents,' Qing Yu silently lamented in his heart.

Apart from himself, the majority of those in the True Pill Realm had lived for at least several decades, like cunning old foxes stepping into the True Pill, with each scene along the way becoming part of their foundation and accumulation.

Even Xuan Shang, the avid follower of Xuanfa, had become someone with considerable depth to him after reaching this point in his journey.

'In future dealings with them, I'll need to be twice as cautious.'

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"Lord Qin, this is the last gathering place of the Blood Dao Warriors in the Central Province," said Li Langfei, the Silver Seal Constable dressed in black, pointing to a small mountain village in a valley not far away.

"Is this the place? After sweeping through here, the blood calamity in Central Province can be considered basically settled," Qin Xihai looked at the small mountain village with a rare sense of relief in his eyes.

The term "blood calamity" was a recently coined phrase, specifically referring to the disaster caused by martial artists who practiced the Blood Dao Martial Arts running rampant.

Those loose cultivators who had always been at the bottom of the worldly society, along with some small families and sects, treated Blood Dao Martial Arts as a treasured discovery and cultivated day and night.

The sensation of growing stronger with each killing, that addictive feeling of rapidly increasing one's power, was so intoxicating, impossible to resist.

In just these three days, Qin Xihai had executed over a thousand Blood Dao warriors. Continuous slaughter left her and her team of Six Gates constables emanating a heavy aura of Blood Killing, striking fear into those who beheld it.

"Then let's go, kill them all," Qin Xihai commanded, eyeing the soaring blood Qi in the distance.

These half-trained Blood Dao warriors had only acquired a set of Blood Dao Martial Arts and began their cultivation, without understanding the secret techniques of the Blood Demon Sect to conceal their blood Qi.

Their frenzied killing for blood made their blood Qi uncontrollable, and with such a large group of them together, the characteristic was extremely evident.

Even those who were unversed in the Qi Observation Skill could sense the malevolent atmosphere of the place.

"Thinking you can save your lives by hiding in this little mountain hollow? Brothers, let's go," Li Langfei signaled to his subordinates to use their Qinggong to rush into the fray.

"At last, I can take a break," Qin Xihai said, rubbing her forehead wearily.

Being in the True Pill Realm, Qin Xihai naturally wouldn't feel physical exhaustion, her superior realm allowing her to feel refreshed with just one hour of rest each day. If necessary, she could go without rest for ten days and nights without issue.

Her real weariness stemmed from within.

The blood calamity of Central Province was the least severe since it was the province where the Imperial City was located. After roughly sweeping through it, the other three Divine Constables hurried to other provinces to eliminate the blood calamity there, leaving this relatively easy realm to Qin Xihai.

However, even the relatively easy Central Province was quite troublesome.

After a sweeping purge, countless Blood Dao warriors still acted in the shadows. During these three days, Qin Xihai led her team around Central Province, either on a killing spree or on her way to another, truly draining her spirit.

Fortunately, once this last part was cleared, she could rest a bit before assisting the other Divine Constables.

Qin Xihai thought this to herself as she relaxed and headed towards the small mountain village.

Although most of these strays had been dealt with, and the strong ones had mostly died at the hands of the Goddess of Capture, Qin Xihai still decided to personally search the area as a precaution.

Who knew if there were any fish that slipped through the net?

"Lord Qin!"

Li Langfei's call made Qin Xihai's heart tighten, and she quickly rushed toward the small mountain village.

Corpses everywhere, nothing to be seen but corpses.

In this small mountain village, ravaged once by the Blood Dao warriors, there were not only the bodies of villagers huddled at the village entrance but also many bodies with swords and other weapons.

These were the corpses of martial artists, the people who had practiced Blood Dao Martial Arts.

"Lord Qin!" Li Langfei came running to report, "These people have all been drained of their essence blood, confirmed to have died under Blood Dao Martial Arts. It seems they turned on each other, fighting to the death."

The best targets for cultivating Blood Dao Martial Arts were those with pure Qi and blood, because absorbing their Qi blood could easily be converted for personal use.

But the fastest way was to plunder the essence blood of other martial artists who also practiced Blood Dao Martial Arts.

Clearly, the Blood Dao warriors in the small mountain village had died for this reason.

"They didn't die fighting each other," Qin Xihai spoke up, "The person who killed them, there was only one."

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