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Death Grip
Otherwise, for an ordinary person to become an inner disciple, they must first observe in the outer sect for several months before they can take the assessment.
"This matter, I can accomplish it without your help. What I care about now is whether you can produce ten thousand Dragon Blood Fruits," Xing Chen said with a flickering gaze.
"Rest assured, while Dragon Blood Fruit is quite precious, for me, it's as abundant as I want it to be," the old man replied with a smile. "Now let me take you to my Wind Mountain Range. You will need to survive there for a while."
"As long as there are Dragon Blood Fruits, it doesn't matter where I am," Xing Chen stepped forward and followed the old man into the Dragon Blood Palace.
The Dragon Blood Palace occupies an area of tens of thousands of miles. Although it is built on the clouds of Nine Heavens, it feels no different from land.
This was a massive island that the Dragon Blood Sovereign had moved using great powers and placed on the highest peak of Dragon Blood Island, where he established the grand Dragon Blood Palace.
Within this Dragon Blood Palace, it is essentially a world of its own. After all, numerous factions within the Dragon Blood Palace occupy various mountain ranges, each declaring themselves king and refusing to submit to one another. This is also due to the fact that the Dragon Blood Sovereign is currently in seclusion. Once the Dragon Blood Emperor emerges, the entire Dragon Blood Palace will undoubtedly unify in an instant.
The old man who wishes to take Xing Chen as his disciple is the highest authority in the Wind Mountain Range, known as the Wind God Lord, also called Elder Feng.
Although his cultivation level is still at the level of a True Lord, his actual combat power has already reached what a Divine Lord can achieve, which is why he is referred to as the Wind God Lord instead of a True Lord.
"There aren't many people in our Wind Mountain Range. Including myself, there are only a little over ten people. While our numbers are few compared to many other mountain ranges, our strength is definitely not the weakest," Wind God Lord said slowly as he walked forward.
"I want to know when you can give me the Dragon Blood Fruits. Although this is already the territory of the Dragon Blood Palace, don't think you can coerce me into doing anything," Xing Chen replied coldly.
"Haha, although I, Wind God Lord, am not exactly a good person, I won't resort to coercing you into doing things," Wind God Lord laughed heartily.
"Don't worry, nothing will happen with me around." Suddenly, Xing Chen felt Meng Xiner's delicate body tremble slightly and immediately spoke to comfort her.
Meng Xiner smiled faintly and nodded, then rested her head on Xing Chen's shoulder.
"She's not afraid; if I’m not mistaken, it should be the Hundred-Day Blood Curse acting up, starting to drain her life essence," Wind God Lord said, glancing at Meng Xiner.
"Is that true?" Xing Chen's expression changed slightly as he looked at Meng Xiner and asked.
"No, that's not it," Meng Xiner quickly shook her head. She didn't want Xing Chen to worry about her or feel too much pressure.
"Hate Emperor?" Although Xing Chen didn't believe Wind God Lord, he did trust Hate Emperor. Without hesitation, he directly inquired about it.
"That person is correct; the Hundred-Day Blood Curse is indeed acting up and absorbing her life essence. It’s best to quickly find a way to obtain the Dragon Blood Fruit. Otherwise, even if you can ultimately break the Hundred-Day Blood Curse, she will still be in grave danger due to the significant loss of life essence," Hate Emperor said.
"What about the Dragon Blood Fruit? Where are your ten thousand Dragon Blood Fruits?" A look of urgency finally appeared on Xing Chen's cold face.
"The Dragon Blood Fruits are all in the Wind Mountain Range. If you want them, you need to hurry there. However, you don't need to rush; this Hundred-Day Blood Curse has just begun to take root in Meng Xiner's body and has been sealed, so it cannot absorb a large amount of her life essence for now. At least for today, it won't be able to absorb anything," Wind God Lord explained.
The Hundred-Day Blood Curse is indeed powerful, but it has only just taken root in Meng Xiner's body. Additionally, due to Xing Chen's seal, it cannot absorb a large amount of Meng Xiner's life essence. Therefore, for the time being, Meng Xiner is safe.
"Then hurry up!" Xing Chen urged. He then reached out and tore at the air, intending to traverse space and instantly arrive at the Wind Mountain Range.
However, his actions had no effect; the space here had been reinforced. With Xing Chen's current strength, unless he attacked with full force, it was impossible for him to tear through space.
"Heh heh, your strength is still insufficient to tear through space; let me take you instead!" Wind God Lord said as he tore at the air with his bare hands. The space instantly ripped open a gap, and Wind God Lord entered it in an instant, with Xing Chen closely following while holding Meng Xiner.
When they reappeared, they found themselves in a mountain range; this was the Wind Mountain Range controlled by Wind God Lord.
"Master, it's not good! Bloodthirsty Deity has come with his disciples to cause trouble." A man dressed in white, handsome and anxious, flew over just after Wind God Lord appeared.
"Bloodthirsty Deity? He can't be doing this himself, right? Can't you handle even his disciples?" Wind God Lord frowned and said.
"Master, it's not like that. The Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother are currently in seclusion to break through Gaze of Fate, and Third Senior Sister is out on a mission for Dragon Blood Palace. Bloodthirsty Deity calculated that this is the weakest time for us at Wind Mountain Range, which is why he came to challenge us," the White-Clad Man explained anxiously. "What should we do now, Master?"
"First, take me to see the situation!" Wind God Lord sighed.
Then they entered the Wind Mountain Range, specifically the Wind Palace. At this moment, a person dressed in a blood robe, exuding a strong Bloodthirsty Aura, was sitting in the hall, slowly savoring a cup of tea.
"Oh? Wind Brother, where have you been? Why did you return only now? I was planning to bring my disciples to spar with yours, but I didn't expect to catch you away. It's great that you're back now," Bloodthirsty Deity stood up and smiled.
"Bloodthirsty Brother, you've been visiting my Wind Mountain Range quite frequently! In less than a month, you've already come over ten times. Are you planning to stay here permanently?" Wind God Lord spoke.
"Haha, Wind Brother is joking. I just want to enhance the relationship between our disciples, so I came to have them spar with yours!" Bloodthirsty Deity laughed heartily.
"Bloodthirsty Brother, since you're well-prepared this time, I think we can skip the competition today. We'll just concede; please go back," Wind God Lord said lightly.
"Wind Brother, that's too disrespectful. It's not easy for me to come all this way; how can you say that? Is there anything wrong with wanting my disciples to improve their skills through sparring?" Bloodthirsty Deity looked at Wind God Lord, then turned his gaze to Xing Chen behind him and raised an eyebrow slightly. "Wind Brother, is this your new disciple?"
"That's right; this is my new disciple. Do you have any advice for him, Bloodthirsty Brother?" Wind God Lord replied patiently.
"Advice is too much to say; I just didn't expect that you at Wind Mountain Range would start accepting outer disciples as well. Didn't you always look down on those outer disciples? Why did you suddenly take one in this time?" Bloodthirsty Deity asked.
The reason there were so few people in Wind Mountain Range was that Wind God Lord only accepted Closed-Door Disciples, not inner or core disciples, nor outer disciples.
"I never said he was an outer disciple. He is my disciple, and he is also my Closed-Door Disciple," said Wind God Lord.
"Closed-Door Disciple?" Bloodthirsty Deity showed a hint of confusion on his face, then smiled and said, "Coincidentally, I recently took in a Closed-Door Disciple as well. How about we let them have a match to learn from each other?"
"May I ask which disciple you have?" Wind God Lord replied calmly. He knew that Bloodthirsty Deity was trying to use this opportunity to humiliate him, but he was well aware of Xing Chen's strength. As long as the opponent wasn't a powerful figure who had surpassed Glimpse of Objects and reached Gaze into Fate, defeating Xing Chen would come at a great cost.
"Hehe, Feng Er, come show Wind Brother your strength and see if you are worthy to spar with his disciple," Bloodthirsty Deity said with a grin.
As his words fell, one of the disciples standing behind him stepped forward. The boy was dressed in black and had a cold gaze. His name was Huang Feng, and he was at the early stage of Glimpse of Objects, with combat power that could even rival those at the Late Stage of Observation Realm.
"You are clearly bullying him! A Glimpse of Objects expert wanting to spar with someone from Gaze into the Self? Is there even a need for a match? As long as he isn't completely useless, it's obvious he will win," said a girl who looked around sixteen or seventeen years old, her pretty face filled with anger.
"Oh? Wind Brother, you don't think so too, do you? I remember you always take in talented disciples. Your disciples all have the ability to fight above their level; this time should be no exception. The difference between Gaze into the Self and Glimpse of Objects is just two realms; for your disciple, those two realms are hardly a gap, right?" Bloodthirsty Deity said nonchalantly.
"Hehe, Bloodthirsty Brother makes a valid point. Let them have a match; it wouldn't hurt," Wind God Lord said with a smile.
"If you want to obtain the Dragon Blood Fruit sooner, you must first drive this Rascal away. I believe you wouldn't want to waste any more time, right?" Wind God Lord transmitted a message to Xing Chen.
He indeed had Xing Chen's lifeline in his grasp. For Meng Xiner's sake, Xing Chen didn't want to waste any more time and his gaze sharpened as he thought about this.
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