Chapter 30: He Cultivated in Fiend Method?!(2)

Translator: Sissy That Walk

Just within a breath, two mega talented cultivators disappeared in the ghost drift sands. Then it resumed peace like the ordinary sands as nothing happened before. But they all knew huge danger washiding under its surface.

Bright Flower Faerie sighed, “They took the blood fruit. Well, it’s a good funeral object for them.”

After saying that, she left.

The girl of Yun Family hesitated for a while but then she also left directly.

Bai Qi searched around for a long time but found nothing. Finally, he could just fly away unwillingly.

Besides, the guy from Geng Family turned away as well.

Yan Su was the last one who left there. Being armored by the Ghosts Shadows, he ran his spiritual sense searching the ghost drift sands. But unfortunately, the ghost drift sands blocked his spiritual mind outside as if it locked the door, leaving a secret space inside.

Yan Su sliced through the ghost drift sands and then left angrily.

The whole dune became peace again, and hundreds of cultivators stayed there for three days. After confirming that indeed nothing happen again, they all left with pity. But no one knew that after Luo Jianqing and Mo Qiu were swallowed up by the ghost drift sands, they quickly lost their spiritual power!

On the road opened by their spiritual power, they kept falling!

It was a dark deep road and nobody knew where the end was so that they couldn’t do anything but running their spiritual power and going ahead.

However, as a cultivator who just had a cultivation of the mid-stage gold core, Luo Jianqing soon ran out of his power and passed out. Immediately, Mo Qiu pulled his hand. His blood power kept burning until it was used up. Mo Qiu sneered, “Only you, it was not enough to kill me.”

Next second, powerful evil power exploded!

They fell faster, and before the red nevus on Luo Jianqing’s forehead was about to wake up but now its light became dark slowly.

The black evil power burning crazily and brought them fall deeper and deeper.

It was like after one day or one month…

They finally got out of the dark road and stranded near a burning river. Mo Qiu’s power was exhausted. His face turned pale and after he spat mouthful blood with black spiritual light, he lost his minds. The blood fruit rolled to Luo Jianqing and stopped next to his left hand.

Three days passed by…

And seven days, ten days, one hundred days…

They all fell into coma deeply. The black evil power on Mo Qiu kept springing up, fixing his broken meridians. But Luo Jianqing was at death’s door now. He was badly injured during the fighting before and then he stayed in the ghost drift sands for a long time which ran out his power. Now, his Elixir Field was withering slowly.

In the Ling Yun Hall on the Tai Hua mountain, the light of his Destiny lamp on the second floor dimmed down slowly.

At the moment the lamp was about to extinct, Luo Jianqing’s red nevus suddenly burned near the burning river. Meanwhile, a figure in a white gown showed up.

Noticing Luo Jianqing’s situation now, the mysterious Sir’s face changed a lot. As soon as he was going to use his power to fix Luo Jianqing’s broken meridians and Elixir Field, he saw the blood fruit.

Xuan Lingzi’s pupils shrunk, “How strong this power is!”

He reached out and drove the blood fruit to his hand, then he made a Hand-seals without any hesitate, turning the blood fruit around in the air. Soon later, much bloody power flew out and immerged into Luo Jianqing’s body.

After spinning for twenty-four hours, the volume of blood fruit reduced to fist-size. At present, the natural color had revived on Luo Jianqing’s face, and his breath had been smooth. His Elixir field that withered before became animate again, meanwhile, his meridians from heads to foot was connected.

Xuan Lingzi looked down, stared at the Blood Fruit, and knitted his brows. After confirming that the blood fruit owned pure spirit power, he poured it into the elixir filed of Luo Jianqing with relieve. He used the prestige of a cultivator in deity transformation period to force blood fruit to sign an agreement with Luo Jianqing, which made blood fruit rotating gently in Luo Jianqing’s body and spilling over spirit power constantly.

At this time, Xuan Lingzi had time to turn around and looked at the strange male cultivator in red not far from here.

Out-of-body of Primordial life, even though it was merely half of the primordial life, would extremely consume energy. And even Xuan Lingzi would felt extremely exhausted to handle with. Thus when he sealed half of his primordial life in the cinnabar mole by Tu Na breathing, he would never appear unless Luo Jianqing’s life was at risk or Luo Jianqing was in a great emotional fluctuation.

Because every time he appeared, his noumenon would suffer great damage.

Xuan Lingzi also did not know how many times could his primordial life save Luo Jianqing for Liu Yan valley was a million miles away from Taihua mountain

While in deep sleep, Xuan Lingzi could only roughly perceive what happened to Luo Jianqing, such as this strange male cultivator, which he did not have too many memories but he knew that this strange cultivator had saved his apprentice several times.

Staring at the black devil qi around his body, Xuan Lingzi sighed,

“What a pity that he had congealed devil Qi during Nascent Soul. This extraordinary cultivation talent was unexpectedly from a low level of the first level spiritual bone of, what’s more, it was devil cultivation. His future would be promising if he had a better spiritual bone.

After making sure this strange cultivator was repairing the body by his devil qi, Xuan Lingzi turned and walked away without looking at him again.

He was sitting beside Luo Jianqing and gently staring at this apprentice of his own sect.

After three days and three nights, Luo Jianqing gave a slight snort and gradually woke up. Simultaneously, Xuan Lingzi changed into a flowing light, flew into the glabella of Luo Jianqing, and became a deep red cinnabar mole again.

When Luo Jianqing woke up, he only felt that he had experienced death and all his bones were crushed. As he raised his arm, all his meridians twitched with pain. After a full hour’s rest, he felt much better. Then, to his surprise, he found all his injuries had been cured!

“What happened? Hadn’t I been badly injured and drained all my spirit power?”

Luo Jianqing began to check his body immediately. Following his meridians, his spiritual consciousness finally found the blood fruit spinning in his elixir field！

His eyes widened in shock.

Somehow this fruit had unexpectedly connected with him in spirit, just like a spirit beast that had taken him as the master.

No matter how Luo Jianqing thought about it, he could not figure out what had happened. But he could not think more because he had found Mo Qiu not far from here soon.

“Mo Qiu!”

At present, closing his eyes tightly, Mo Qiu was still in a coma. Looking at the devil qi restoring Mo Qiu’s body, which looked like a semitransparent black cocoon wrapping around him, Luo Jianqing was in a great shock.

“… I can’t believe it. You are a fiend cultivator!”

It all made sense now.

Why Mo Qiu could be in late-sage-gold-core before the age of fifty, why he could grow up in the barren Cold Desert, why he could have such a scary cultivation base, all of these were because he was in fiend cultivation!

Luo Jianqing was seized with mixed feelings, he did not know how to face him.

In history, unless there was a war between Human Race and Devil, fiend cultivators were irreconcilably hostile to other cultivators.

Fiend cultivation featured a more powerful cultivation method which could snatch the spirit power of any living creature. They cultivated the fiend method just like Luo Jianqing took away the spiritual power contained in the body of a predecessor of Mo Clan. As long as your strength was brutal enough, fiend cultivator even could snatch the spirit power of a living person.

Fiend cultivation was usually unruly as well as arbitrary.

Luo Jianqing did not know how much blood had he tainted with, but he did know it was Mo Qiu who held his hand without hesitation when he was caught in ghost drift sands. Mo Qiu was his friend, not enemy! Even though Mo Qiu was a fiend cultivator, he would kill Mo Qiu on the battlefield, not here.

Thinking of this, Luo Jianqing began to sit in meditation to recover his spirit energy.

After ten days, the devil qi around Mo Qiu gradually disappeared, but he still did not wake up. Therefore Luo Jianqing held him to a prepared cave, took out all the spiritual herbs and pills left during his interspatial ring, and helped him to cure his wound.

During this time, Luo Jianqing was always cultivating most of the time and wanted to reach the late-stage gold core. Meanwhile, he also observed the terrain around here.

This was a very strange valley. Not large, but looked like a two or three square miles place. Surrounded by high cliffs, the walls were smooth, and the cliff on the top formed a huge dome, which made this valley become a big room made of stone cliffs.

And in the center of the valley, the burning river was flowing slowly.

Having no idea what kind of flame formed the burning river, even Luo Jianqing could  not approach it. Because as soon as he was close to it in ten zhang, he would be pushed back by the fierce gold flare.

Obviously, only by the effort of Luo Jianqing in the middle-stage gold core, he definitely could not escape.

After another month, when Luo Jianqing picked up his last third level of earth level Tongtian Pill and poured half of the strength of the pill into Mo Qiu’s body, Mo Qiu let out a stuffy cry, and suddenly black blood was spat out from his month.

Luo Jianqing said, “Mo Qiu? Mo Qiu?”

Mo Qiu in red opened his eyes slowly and stared at Luo Jianqing in a daze.

Having lived in this strange valley for several months, Luo Jianqing could not help to get thrilled when he saw Mo Qiu finally woke up. He said, “Mo Qiu, don’t move. We have been swallowed by ghost drift sands and came here unintelligibly. I have not found out the exit though I have tried several months. We could take actions together when you wake up, maybe we could have a chance to escape.

Seeming to operate the spiritual power in his body, Mo Qiu breathed slightly.

After a short while, he looked up and stared at Luo Jianqing, said,

“all right. I may need a hundred days to recover to my peak period. At the time, I could take actions with you to…”

He stopped suddenly, and his charming eyes were widely open. He looked at Luo Jianqing in a shock and shut to Luo Jianqing in a raising voice, full of disbelief,

“You have robbed my blood spirit fruit!”

Luo jianqing was in a surprise, “what?”

“Luo Jianqing! You have robbed my blood spirit fruit! I can’t believe you have robbed my blood spirit fruit!”

As Mo Qiu saying, he grabbed Luo Jianqing’s arm with one hand tightly.

Knitting his brows, Luo Jianqing understood instantly,

“Mo Qiu, actually I did not understand what had happened. When I woke up, the blood fruit has…”

“Luo Jianqing! You robbed my blood spirit fruit and signed an agreement with it. I certainly will take my blood spirit fruit back!”

As soon as he finishing his words, a long blood whip suddenly appeared in his hand and went straight to Luo Jianqing — Mo Qiu was so angry that he did not give any thought to his injured body. So straightforward and decisive of his long whip that it was waved without any hesitation. Mixed with heinous devil qi and Mo Qiu’s residual spiritual power, the long whip was in a life and death struggle. It seems that it was desperate to kill Luo Jianqing!