Urban Martial Saint

Ding Lianshun and Yin Xianzi both looked a bit awkward. Yin Xianzi quickly waved her hand and said, ”You can’t say that. Sect Leader, these sorcerers have hands and feet of their own. They’re not from our Twelve Green Halls; how could we control them? If they really want to enter Huaxia, we can’t do anything about it either!”

”Hmph!” the Bloody Monk snorted coldly, not bothering to argue further. He simply said in a cold voice, ”Red-Striped Snake, Ding Lianshun, you two better listen. What you do, I won’t interfere. What I do, you two better not meddle in either. Otherwise, none of us will have a good time.”

”We didn’t plan to meddle in the Sect Leader’s affairs,” Yin Xianzi quickly replied.

”Then don’t try to find out what exactly I’m doing!” the Bloody Monk retorted directly.

Yin Xianzi was speechless. She had indeed wanted to test the Bloody Monk with her earlier question, trying to figure out what he was up to with the Sha Men people. Now, with his words, it was clear he was warning them not to interfere with his business, or else, they shouldn’t blame him for becoming their enemy.

The Bloody Monk was very powerful, comparable to the Five Uniques, and a highly regarded figure in the Twelve Green Halls. Heavenly Master Lin Xuan Yue had previously said, even if they couldn’t win over the Bloody Monk, they must not make him an enemy; it would bring no benefit to the Twelve Green Halls.

Therefore, upon hearing the Bloody Monk’s words, Ding Lianshun and Yin Xianzi could say no more. Continuing might indeed sow enmity with the Bloody Monk, which would go against Heavenly Master Lin Xuan Yue’s wishes.

Ye Qing paid no mind to such matters. He focused mainly on what the Bloody Monk had just said. According to him, it was people from the Twelve Green Halls who let these sorcerers into Huaxia. This made Ye Qing view the Twelve Green Halls in a new light.

Now, White-haired Ding San was changing blood at a much faster rate than before. There were four or five hundred people around, and their blood had nearly turned the inside of this factory into a Blood Pool. After soaking in this Blood Pool for about an hour, White-haired Ding San stood up from it.

Once he stood up again from the Blood Pool, he appeared much more spirited than before, all his wounds healed without leaving a single scar. However, strangely, the wrinkles on his face seemed deeper, as if he had aged quite a bit. But there was no doubt that his power was far greater than before; one could tell just from his aura.

Ding Lianshun and Yin Xianzi watched White-haired Ding San, and upon seeing him like this, they exchanged a look of astonishment. Their eyes held a glimmer of comprehension, though it was unclear what exactly had dawned on them.

After White-haired Ding San had finished his blood exchange, the Bloody Monk jumped down from the platform, haphazardly tossing a sorcerer in front of White-haired Ding San.

That sorcerer had been in the Bloody Monk’s grasp earlier, and like a chicken in his hand, had already tried several types of sorcery in an attempt to deal with the Bloody Monk. Yet his usually skillful sorcery had no effect this time. Cast on the Bloody Monk, it produced no feeling whatsoever, driving him to despair.

Now, tossed at White-haired Ding San’s feet, the sorcerer’s spirit briefly renewed as he hurled several potent poisons in an attempt to poison White-haired Ding San. He knew he was doomed this time, but before dying, he wanted to take someone down with him.

However, after throwing these potent poisons, Ding San showed no reaction, as if he didn’t feel a thing. This left the sorcerer nearly breaking down, staring dumbfounded at Ding San for a long moment without regaining his wits.

Seeing him like this, Ding Lianshun couldn’t help but laugh coldly and said, ”You think you can use that little sorcery against him? Hmph, what arrogance. Do you know what he is?”

”What is he?” the sorcerer asked defiantly, not wanting to die with his eyes closed.

”He himself is a Gu Insect, a Human-shaped Gu!” Ding Lianshun looked at White-haired Ding San and said solemnly, ”He’s immune to all poisons, undying even with severe injuries. What significance do your poisons hold? No matter how toxic your poisons are, can they be more poisonous than a Gu Insect?”

The sorcerer was full of shock, looking incredulously at White-haired Ding San and stammering, ”A Human-shaped Gu? How... how is that possible? How could anyone cultivate a Human-shaped Gu?”

”What’s impossible about that?” the Bloody Monk said coldly, ”Old man Corpse Ghost Dragon, if he hadn’t turned himself into a Human-shaped Gu, could he have lived this long?”

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience was shocked, even Ding Lianshun and Yin Xianzi looked at the Bloody Monk in utter amazement. They only knew that the Corpse Ghost Dragon had lived a long time, but they didn’t know how he had managed to live for so long. The Bloody Monk’s words stunned everyone, suggesting that Corpse Ghost Dragon had indeed turned himself into a Human-shaped Gu to live that long.

Ye Qing didn’t know who the Corpse Ghost Dragon was, nor did he know that this Corpse Ghost Dragon was the old monster Old Wang Ba talked about. So, he wasn’t that surprised, but the astonishment of the people beside him made him full of confusion, wondering why these Peak Masters had such expressions?

The sorcerer was even more shocked, as if he had heard the most unbelievable thing, shaking his head repeatedly, ”Impossible! Impossible! The Great Honored One has lived for so long due to his incredible strength, which has extended his lifespan. You Huaxia National Martial Artists are simply talking nonsense. The Great Honored One is an extraordinary talent gifted from the heavens, able to live so long by his own abilities. What you’re saying is pure rubbish!”

”Whether it’s rubbish or not, you sorcerers should know better than us!” the Bloody Monk said coldly, ”If he hadn’t turned himself into a Human-shaped Gu, why would he need Living Corpses to unseal himself? Moreover, if he hadn’t nurtured himself into a Human-shaped Gu, capable of dormant deathlessness like Gu Insects, how could he possibly fake his death for thirty years and still be alive now? Hmph, you fools have no idea how the Corpse Ghost Dragon has lived for so long, yet you’re worshipping him like a god. Little do you know, the god you worship is merely a monster!”

The Bloody Monk’s words left Ding Lianshun and Yin Xianzi utterly surprised. As for Ye Qing, he was filled with confusion, unable to resist whispering, ”Who is the Corpse Ghost Dragon?”

Yin Xianzi and Ding Lianshun gestured to him to keep quiet. Helpless, Ye Qing could only speculate in his mind about the identity of the Corpse Ghost Dragon.

The sorcerer seemed either provoked by the Bloody Monk’s words or something else, fell silent for a long while, then suddenly jumped up, pointing at the Bloody Monk and shouting, ”You lie! You lie! You shall not make us doubt the Great Honored One, you shall not sow discord. The Great Honored One is the god of this world, the Great Honored One is a living god, and this is unchangeable. You Huaxia National Martial Artists have ill intentions, trying to make us doubt the miracles of the Great Honored One, which is pure wishful thinking!”

”Believe it or not!” the Bloody Monk said coldly, ”Anyway, this is a matter for you sorcerers and has nothing to do with us. However, today you’re in my hands, so count yourself unlucky!”

After speaking, the Bloody Monk gestured to the white-haired Ding San, who seemed to have received a command, stretched out a hand, and grabbed the sorcerer, pulling him in front of him.

Just as the sorcerer was pulled over, he suddenly turned his head, spit a mouthful of black blood directly at Ding San’s face.

No one around expected that the sorcerer still had this move; Yin Xianzi and Ding Lianshun were both shocked, and Ye Qing’s face also changed. The sorcerer’s move was terrifying, and at this moment, spitting out such black blood naturally made people wonder if there was something wrong with this black blood.

Having succeeded with this move, the sorcerer at the moment cared for nothing else, raised his head, and shouted, ”With my blood, I offer sacrifice to my god. I am willing to use my life as a price to take him down with me!”

”This is the Life-ending Curse!” Ding Lianshun exclaimed in surprise.

”What is the Life-ending Curse?” Ye Qing asked curiously.

”It’s a Nanyang Forbidden Technique that uses one’s own life as a price to kill. This move is extremely terrifying; as long as the target is hit by the sorcerer’s blood, once the sorcerer performs this Life-ending Curse, he will die soon. However, the person cursed will definitely die before the sorcerer!” Ding Lianshun said solemnly.

Ye Qing couldn’t help but frown. These Nanyang sorceries are more complex and unpredictable than the Miao Borderlands’ Gu Technique, and extremely strange. No wonder Ding Lianshun and Yin Xianzi repeatedly advised him not to provoke sorcerers before, and now he finally understood, these sorcerers, none of them are easy to deal with.

Yin Xianzi and Ding Lianshun watched the white-haired Ding San intently. Although both had identified white-haired Ding San as a Human-shaped Gu, they still couldn’t be sure if the Life-ending Curse would be effective on him.

Only the Bloody Monk had a hint of a cold smile on his lips, as he had absolute faith in white-haired Ding San.

The sorcerer also stared fixedly at the white-haired Ding San. Before dying, he wanted to drag someone down with him, no matter what, to kill white-haired Ding San. This Life-ending Curse was cast with the cultivation power of his entire life, who in this world could possibly escape from this Life-ending Curse?

Under everyone’s eyes, the white-haired Ding San remained motionless for about half a minute, then reached out, slowly wiped all the black blood off his face. With the black blood gone, there was no trace left on him; he looked unchanged, as if completely unaffected by the Life-ending Curse.

The sorcerer’s eyes almost bulged out, watching as Ding San reached out and grabbed him up. He didn’t resist or struggle at all, as if fully resigned to his fate. Not until the Murderer’s Knife was driven into his heart did he slowly utter a sentence: ”How could it be like this!”