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nChapter 242: Blood Crystal (1)

nTranslator: Daoist6fubtiW

nAs a famous tributary of the Emperor River in Dayuan, the Qinyang River was hundreds of miles wide and tens of thousands of miles long.

nAlthough it was a tributary of the Emperor River.

nHowever, Qin Yanghe’s reputation was not low in Dayuan.

nThree days later.

nWhen Chen Daoxuan rushed to the Qinyang River.

nThe two banks were already filled with experts who had come to participate in the Demon-Slaying Festival.

nChen Daoxuan silently watched the scene in front of him without saying a word.

nHe used breath control.

nChen Daoxuan stood in the crowd like an ordinary body cultivator, not attracting any attention.

nAt the riverside.

nA group of people in black official robes stood on a towering altar that was about a thousand feet in diameter.

nThe leader was a middle-aged man with a fierce gaze.

nTwo men and a woman stood beside the middle-aged man.

nThe man on the far left was nearly fifty years old. He carried a long sword on his back and wore a green robe. He stood there and emitted an unstoppable aura.

nBeside the man with the long sword was an old Taoist priest with white hair and a youthful face, holding a floating dust in his hand. However, this old Taoist priest’s muscular figure ruined his sage-like appearance.

nThe woman beside the old Daoist wore a bamboo hat and a veil over her face. Her face could not be seen clearly, but only her graceful figure under her clothes.

nSeeing these three.

nChen Daoxuan’s eyes narrowed slightly.

nEven though he was tens of thousands of feet away, he could still feel the aura of the other party, which was as intense as the sun.

nThis aura was completely different from that of cultivators who walked the path of Qi Refinement.

nThe three of them stood there like three huge furnaces, emitting a scorching aura.

nChen Daoxuan knew.

nThese three should be the Qingzhou Sword Saint, Dao Being Yan Shen, and Palace Head Linghua whom the customers in the inn had mentioned.

nFlesh and blood derivation realm!

nThis was a physical cultivation that even he had not reached.

nAlthough Chen Daoxuan’s path was the path of Qi Refinement, it did not mean that body refinement was not important.

nOn the contrary, a cultivator’s physique was very important.

nThe reason why Qi Condensation cultivators ate spiritual rice so often was to strengthen their bodies and prepare for the Foundation Establishment stage.

nFor Foundation Establishment cultivators to break through to Zifu Disciple, the requirements for their fleshly bodies were similarly quite high.

nIf one wanted to convert Quintessential Essence into higher-quality Dharmic powers, one had to have a Foundation Establishment Cultivator’s Sea of Qi and physical body meet the requirements.

nOtherwise, if his body wasn’t strong enough, the moment his Quintessential Essence transformed into Dharmic powers, his body would also collapse.

nAs for condensing the Golden Core…

nThe requirements for a cultivator’s physical body were even higher.

nPutting aside the rigid requirements on the cultivator’s physical body during the process of condensing the golden core, if the physical strength and recovery ability of the lightning tribulation after condensing the golden core were insufficient, they would be blasted into ashes by the lightning tribulation in minutes.

n“Brother, excuse me.”

nChen Daoxuan cupped his hands at the young man beside him and said,” May 1 know who the official next to the Sword Saint of Qingzhou is?”

nThe young man became impatient when he was suddenly questioned.

nHowever, when he met Chen Daoxuan’s gaze, the young man instinctively trembled and hurriedly cupped his hands.”You’re too polite, Daoist Priest. That’s Lord Wu from the Patrol Department, he’s responsible for supervising the experts of Qingzhou in killing demons!”

n“Killing demons requires supervision?”

nChen Daoxuan frowned.

nHearing this, the young man looked at Chen Daoxuan in surprise.

n“You don’t know?”

n“Don’t know what?”

nSeeing that Chen Daoxuan’s expression didn’t seem to be fake, the young man shook his head.””Every year, there are many casualties in Qingzhou. If it wasn’t for someone supervising the battle, who would come to kill the demons?”

nHearing this.

n“Heavy casualties?” Chen Daoxuan thought. How disastrous?”

nThe young man laughed self-deprecatingly.” There aren’t many injuries, but there are too many deaths. Every Demon-Slaying Meet, 6,000 experts die.” “So many died?”

nChen Daoxuan’s pupils constricted.

nThe young man stretched out his hand and pointed ahead.”Do you see that high platform?”

nChen Daoxuan nodded slightly.

n“Everyone said that it was an altar. Every ten years, we have to sacrifice a large number of living people to the demons.”

n“Sacrificing the living? Are you talking about the experts who came to kill the demons?”

nHearing this.

nThe young man sneered.” How can we be considered experts? Although this is my first time participating in the Demon-Slaying Festival, I’ve never killed a demon in all these years. Every time, the demon would leave after eating and drinking.”

nAt this point, the young man lowered his voice.”I feel that we are not here to kill demons, but to feed them!”

nAs expected.

nNo one was a fool.

nChen Daoxuan could see the problem at a glance, so how could the others not?

n“If that’s the case, why don’t you run?”

nChen Daoxuan frowned.

n“Escape? Where to?”

nThe young man raised his head and mocked himself.” Once the demons can’t eat enough people, they will rush to the riverbank and massacre the city.

nThere is one thing that the Patrol Department is right about. What we are doing is to protect the ordinary people.

nBesides, it would be the same if they escaped to other places.

nThis kind of Demon-slaying Festival would be held in every city. It would be held once every ten years if the interval was relatively long. It would be held almost every year if the interval was close.”

n“Oh, right, the Demon-Slaying Banquet isn’t without benefits. Every time we defeat the demons, those of us who survive will be rewarded with blood crystals in addition to money.

nI see that you have a high cultivation base. You should have heard of blood crystals, right?”

n“Of course I have.”

nChen Daoxuan smiled.

nHe was finally certain.

nHow was this a Demon-Slaying Festival? This was simply a breeding farm!

nThe countries and cities here were farms of various sizes.

nThe Demon-Slaying Banquet was held every once in a while, and it was the time for the Realm Demons to come and reap the harvest..

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