I Can Devour Spirits

As soon as Ge Qingchuan said this, the crowd was immediately stirred. ”The next level of the cultivation technique?”

How miraculous is the Filthy Blood Divine Skill? Most of the people present joined the Filthy Blood Sect because they were enticed by the Filthy Blood Divine Skill!

Passing on the next level of the Filthy Blood Divine Skill is almost the highest-level reward within the Filthy Blood Sect!

Many people in the crowd couldn’t hide it, revealing greedy looks in their eyes...

Ge Qingchuan looked at those bewitched greedy eyes, feeling a strange satisfaction rising with her Inner Breath. ”Does anyone have any questions?”

Ge Qingchuan’s gaze swept over the crowd, pausing slightly on Fan Hanzhou and Blood Monk Wu Xiang.

Because these two were undoubtedly the most important in this operation.

Fan Hanzhou’s mastery of the Stinging Dragon Technique needed no further mention.

And among this sect envoy, there were two at the True Qi Realm Second Level. Blood Monk Wu Xiang had to deal with one of them, while she would personally handle the other.

Blood Monk Wu Xiang appeared perfectly ordinary, wearing a dark red monk’s robe covered in dust, sitting there cross-legged, silent. His face was pale, features gaunt, lips cracked and peeling, as if he hadn’t drunk water in a long time.

But Ge Qingchuan knew Blood Monk Wu Xiang very well. His old dark red monk’s robe was actually stained with human blood.

That night years ago, he had just joined the Filthy Blood Sect for half a month when he bloodily massacred an entire estate, violating over a dozen girls...

In one night, his monk’s robe was stained with blood, leaving corpses everywhere...

By morning, he had achieved the First Level of the Filthy Blood Divine Skill.

Ge Qingchuan’s gaze had just brushed past Blood Monk Wu Xiang when Fan Hanzhou suddenly spoke in a hoarse voice, ”Miss Qingchuan, I have a question that’s been bothering me and I can’t hold it in any longer.”

Ge Qingchuan smiled slightly, ”Mr. Hanzhou, please speak.”

Fan Hanzhou fixed his gaze on Ge Qingchuan and almost syllable by syllable asked, ”Miss Qingchuan, are you a virgin?”

As soon as Fan Hanzhou said this, there was a brief dead silence in the crowd, followed by faint low laughter.

Ge Qingchuan’s smile froze on her face, her cheeks involuntarily blushing a rosy pink, becoming bashful.

The previously silent Blood Monk Wu Xiang also looked at Ge Qingchuan with interest; he was clearly curious about this question as well.

Fan Hanzhou’s question was no ordinary offense.

Moreover, in the Filthy Blood Sect, asking if someone is a virgin carries another layer of forbidden meaning.

The cultivation method of the Filthy Blood Divine Skill involves using a virgin as a furnace, absorbing the blood of her first time to refine blood and increase power.

Fan Hanzhou asking Ge Qingchuan if she was a virgin implied he wanted to use her as a furnace. Cultivating with a virgin’s first time blood, if both parties agree, does not require killing.

This was almost the fate of women in the Filthy Blood Sect; submitting to a man was their way of survival.

”What did you say?!” The dwarf beside Ge Qingchuan became furious and seemed about to make a move.

”Xiao Tang!” Ge Qingchuan sternly reprimanded, the flush on her face already gone, she calmly smiled at everyone and said, ”Mr. Hanzhou is just joking with me, don’t be startled, or it would seem our Ge family can’t even take a joke.”

The dwarf glared at Fan Hanzhou and stepped back to Ge Qingchuan’s side.

Everyone present could see the changes in Ge Qingchuan’s expression.

In less than a moment, not even a breath’s time, she had already returned to her usual self, smiling gracefully.

She was the only daughter of Ge Qinglei, the Hall Master of the Yuan Yang Hall in the Filthy Blood Sect. To be humiliated like this and remain unmoved, everyone present was somewhat impressed, even Fan Hanzhou appeared somewhat embarrassed.

”Since no one has questions, everyone should hide and wait for the right moment! This battle will rely on everyone’s efforts!” Ge Qingchuan clasped her hands, her demeanor valiant.

”I spoke out of line earlier and was very offensive. Miss Qingchuan, rest assured, I will certainly kill the intruder in this battle!”

Upon finishing, Fan Hanzhou suddenly stirred up a cloud of dust and disappeared into the ground once more.

The rest also clasped their hands and dispersed, their figures flashing; a few breaths later, the clearing was empty.

Ge Qingchuan looked at the dwarf beside her and asked, ”Xiao Tang, have the black powder and poisonous powder been buried?”

The dwarf replied, ”They’ve been buried, A Guo is watching them!”

Ge Qingchuan nodded and said, ”Then you should also hide and prepare for the battle.”

”Yes.” The dwarf’s figure flashed and retreated into the dense forest.

Seeing no one around, Ge Qingchuan finally exhaled a long murky breath. The significance of this operation was immense, so the pressure in her heart was imaginable.

Ge Qingchuan pursed her lips and looked at the cowhide paper in her hand, seeing it written: Fan Yuanhai, Sect Envoy, True Qi Realm Second Level, weapon: Refined Iron Fan.

This was the opponent she chose for herself, among the two at the True Qi Realm Second Level of the sect envoys, she assigned one to Blood Monk Wu Xiang and kept the other for herself.

She was also at the True Qi Realm Second Level, and although they were fighting at the same level, Ge Qingchuan was not afraid at all. She had great confidence in her combat strength and was even more confident in her strategies for this battle.

Ge Qingchuan’s figure flickered and turned into a shadow, disappearing from the edge of the dense forest.

In the bright spring wilderness, four magnificent and imposing carriages moved slowly along the undulating road.

Duan Rong and the other six newly promoted registered disciples were seated in the second carriage.

Just after leaving the city, Xia Shuangshuang was still full of resentment, glaring at Ximen Kankan as if she wanted to draw her weapon and challenge him to get off the carriage. But now, several hours had passed, and Xia Shuangshuang had already started ignoring Ximen Kankan and began chatting cheerfully with Shen Mizi beside her. The two had been playmates for years and always had endless topics to discuss, especially during a boring journey.

Ximen Kankan, influenced by the departure antics, was initially a bit reserved, but later, seeing that Xia Shuangshuang no longer glared at him now and then, he gradually returned to his usual self.

He first tried to talk to Duan Rong, but since Duan Rong barely acknowledged him, he began chatting with Jiang Qingyu instead.

Duan Rong sat by the carriage door, occasionally lifting the curtain to look outside.

Xiao Yu’s gaze swept over Duan Rong’s furrowed brow. She had long noticed his worried expression since boarding the carriage.

Throughout the journey, Duan Rong was lost in thought. When he boarded, he clearly saw Fan Yuanhai leaving the city gate and heading against the flow.

Sitting in the carriage, he recalled that before leaving, Fan Yuanhai seemed to have spoken with Qin Shuban. What did they discuss? Why did Fan Yuanhai turn around and not catch up by now?

These questions lingered in Duan Rong’s mind. He was worried that Fan Yuanhai’s departure was related to Jie Daohan’s death. Duan Rong knew these two had some friendship due to their joint investigation of the Jie Lei and Xu Ruhu case.

The first carriage among the four carried the sect envoys.

Fan Yuanhai was absent.

Lv Qingzhu and Amo sat silently in the corner.

Zhu Qunxiang, Lu Qingfeng, and Wang Shanshan, however, chatted continuously along the way.

Zhu Qunxiang suddenly opened the carriage window, poking his head out to check the sun outside. He estimated it to be around 3 p.m.

Zhu Qunxiang pulled his head back in, complaining, ”What’s up with that Fan Yuanhai guy? Why isn’t he catching up?”

Lu Qingfeng chuckled and said, ”Probably reluctant to leave Lian Ying. That little demon’s waist swaying is truly captivating!”

As Lu Qingfeng spoke, he started swaying his waist inside the carriage, causing Zhu Qunxiang and Wang Shanshan to burst into laughter.

Amo, seeing them discussing such topics in front of Lv Qingzhu, clenched his large hand, causing a creaking sound, and glared at Lu Qingfeng.

Lu Qingfeng noticed Amo’s glare and his expression changed slightly, ceasing his actions...

Just then, thunderous sounds suddenly erupted from the front and back of the carriage, causing the entire vehicle to tilt suddenly. The next moment, the bottom of the carriage exploded, and black smoke and poisonous powder billowed in...

Amo, with her keen sense of smell, immediately shouted, ”Miss, there’s poison!”

As Amo’s voice sounded, more explosions occurred, and the entire carriage was blown to pieces. Several figures emerged from the thick smoke and poisonous mist, darting swiftly to the wilderness on either side of the road...