Chapter 91: The Black Cliff Ancestor is being tracked?

Yishan Island.

A spirit ship took off and flew towards the north.

On the spirit ship, Shen Lian stood with his hands behind his back, looking out the window at the gradually shrinking Yishan Island.

After killing three demon cultivators outside Qianwang Island, he intercepted some memories of two of them.

Let’s not talk about the demon cultivator whose brain was full of tricks. He deserved his death. Killing him was considered a light punishment.

This guy… his storage bracelet didn’t contain resources, but… cows…

Gan.

The memory of another demon cultivator named Xiang Jingying, who was at the seventh level of foundation building, made him dig out something.

So, after he came to Yishan Island from Qianwang Island in one breath, he chose a spirit boat that had departed recently and prepared to run away.

As for the spoils of the three foundation building demon cultivators…

The guy who was killed by his divine consciousness had a cow collection habit, which made him sick.

The three of them found a total of five second-level magic weapons. Except for a small shield that Shen Lian looked good and was not stained with much blood.

The remaining three pieces were all filled with a strong smell of blood. They were the three people's life magic weapons, which sank into the sea while he was on the road.

They found a few bottles of pills, which were pitch black and filled with blood, and also sank into the sea.

After cleaning up all kinds of garbage, the three of them had only 17 pieces of second-level ore, nine second-level spiritual medicines, and one of them was a golden essence ginseng, which was an auxiliary medicine for foundation-building pills.

In addition, there were more than a dozen jade boxes containing spiritual insects, and the highest-grade one was a second-level spiritual insect, the Golden Sword Ancient Digger.

It was just that its breath was a little weak, and it must have been severely injured.

This kind of spiritual insect feeds on gold and stone, can refine gold essence to assist in nourishing sword energy, and is highly sought after by sword cultivators.

If this insect is intact, it can be auctioned in a fairy city with many sword cultivators, and it is not a problem to sell it for more than 100,000 spiritual stones.

In addition, the three of them had more than 36,000 spiritual stones, which was equivalent to the income of the Xu family for several years.

These spiritual stones were obtained by their no-cost business.

Unlike Shen Lian who kept the black goods in his hands, they would sell the black goods every once in a while and exchange them for cultivation resources.

Xiang Jingying and the other two were disciples of the Black Cliff Patriarch of the Black Cliff Sect. They went to Qianwang Island to block the cultivators of the Xuanhai Sect and rob the blood soul beads condensed from the flesh and blood of mortals.

The Black Cliff Sect is an underground sect.

This sect only has a name, but no sect station.

The founding ancestor, the Black Cliff Patriarch, was a Jindan early stage demon cultivator who had been wandering around Wanxinghai for a long time.

Because of his enthusiasm for causing trouble for the major sects, the entire Black Cliff Sect was severely attacked by the major sects and families in Wanxinghai.

But the Black Cliff Patriarch was a great talent. He knew that what he did would attract hatred, so he set up a sect flag and did not even build a sect station, fighting guerrilla warfare everywhere.

Recruiting disciples is also unique. Geniuses are not accepted, but those who are at the ninth level of Qi training and have no hope of building a foundation. Those who think they are talented but not appreciated, those who are not lucky, those who are discriminated against, those with twisted minds, those with bad intentions, those who are good at making trouble... and other categories are given priority. They are given magic cultivation methods, such as the dual cultivation of collecting and replenishing, the art of poisoning insects, the art of blood magic, and other unorthodox methods. Many disciples have never even seen his face, and even those who have seen him may not be his true face. As for the issue of loyalty, what loyalty does a magic cultivator need? The Black Cliff Patriarch only believes in the Black Cliff Heart Magic he casts, and the lives of his disciples are all controlled by him. He doesn't care about the life and death of his disciples, anyway, there are too many cultivators stuck at the ninth level of Qi training. From casual cultivators to frustrated disciples in the sect, the Black Cliff Patriarch's disciples are all over the Wanxing Sea. In the sect, if you shout that the Black Cliff Patriarch will enjoy immortal blessings forever, you will definitely meet a fellow disciple. Of course, whether you will recognize each other is another matter. This made the sects and family forces of Wanxinghai want to crush this old guy to ashes.

Because of the wide-ranging network, although the Black Cliff Patriarch had only been in office for a short time, he had many talents under his command.

Some crooked cultivators with twisted minds practiced rapidly under the stimulation of magic power, and there were more than 20 known foundation-building disciples.

Of course, most of these more than 20 famous ones were dead.

There was no way, it was too wasteful.

By constantly reading Xiang Jingying's memory, Shen Lian also found that the Black Cliff Patriarch didn't care about the life and death of his disciples in the past, but only issued some tasks every once in a while.

This time, snatching the Xuanhai Sect Blood Soul Orb was the task issued by the Black Cliff Patriarch.

Under the arrangement of the Black Cliff Patriarch, the three of them had completed many tasks and were more familiar with each other than other members of the Black Cliff Sect.

Therefore, they successfully achieved the ultimate achievement of working together and going to the underworld together.

"Blood Soul Orb."

Shen Lian couldn't understand it. In the eyes of cultivators, mortals were like ants. Even if the Blood Soul Orb was condensed from the flesh and blood of millions of mortals, it shouldn't be of much use to cultivators.

The leader of the Wanxinghai righteous sect of Xuanhai Sect instigated mortals to fight, and millions of them died. The essence of what he did was no different from that of the demon cultivators.

It's a pity that Xiang Jingying didn't turn over the subsequent memories. There were only the memories of the three of them receiving the task, and there was no arrangement for what to do after snatching the Blood Soul Orb.

It shows that the old demon Heiya is cautious. He can still jump around under the siege of so many sects. He has some brushes.

"Too difficult, I've provoked another golden elixir."

Shen Lian sighed slightly. It seems that he is blocking the disaster for the cultivators of Xuanhai Sect.

These three guys have been wandering outside Qianwang Island for several months. As soon as he came out, they mistook him for a member of Xuanhai Sect.

I think the soul thought that emerged when Xiang Jingying died was the control method reserved by the old ancestor Heiya.

The world of immortality has been developing for so many years, especially sects and families, and they have inherited many means of marking people before death.

You can mark the enemies who killed your disciples through blood or other methods.

The black circle of demonic energy is one of the ways.

Although he burned away the black circle of demonic energy and erased the black energy that penetrated his body, Shen Lian did not take it lightly.

Fortunately, most of these marking methods are time-sensitive and limited in scope. As long as the time is long enough and the distance is far enough, they can be completely avoided.

In Xiang Jingying's memory, he also mentioned that the disciples of Ancestor Heiya were in the major sects of Wan Xinghai and were always at the top of the reward lists of various major sects.

No matter who kills the disciple of Heiya Ancestor, he will get the spirit stone once confirmed.

As a seventh-level foundation-building monk, Xiang Jingying ranks 19th on the reward list established by the Xuanhai Sect, worth fifty thousand low-grade spiritual stones.

The combined bounty of the three brothers amounted to 110,000 low-grade spiritual stones.

Shen Lian sighed, it was useless and he couldn't collect the reward.

The second level of foundation building can kill the seventh level of foundation building, and there are two third level of foundation building and the second level of foundation building. The combat power is quite high.

It would be uneconomical at all if he was targeted by the Black Cliff Ancestor.

Why do the ancestors of Jindan and Yuanying in the world of immortality like to use small tricks and use people as pawns?

At this point, the value of the black goods in Shen Lian's hands has risen to 600,000 low-grade spiritual stones.

"I'm afraid a jade talisman won't be able to frighten the golden elixir."

With a slight sigh, he retracted his distant gaze and sat cross-legged on the futon.

It seems to be urgent.

After sitting down cross-legged, Shen Lian restrained his thoughts, and once again checked every part of his body bit by bit, sweeping the whole body with fire spiritual power.

After checking that his body was in good condition again, he put his mind into the storage ring and once again checked the spoils obtained from this battle.

The appearance of the Black Cliff Patriarch's mark also reminded him that in the future, he would have to arrange methods to kill people, destroy their bones and spread their ashes, and to redeem themselves.

Otherwise, leaving a tail will easily lead to being targeted.

…

On Yushan Island, a figure wearing a blue robe, with a hint of calm and self-respect between his brows, shuttled back and forth across the island.

"How could it not be!"

A bug the size of a bean was hovering around the figure, flapping its translucent wings.

"Let the blood serve as a guide and the devil show the way."

Qi Chengzan was heartbroken, bit his finger and then retracted into his robe, firing out magic spells again and again.

Wisps of blood flew out and merged into the flying insects.

With the blessing of blood spiritual power, the flying insect made a buzzing sound and turned into a stream of light and rushed out.

But not long after, it flew back like a headless fly.

After Qi Chengzan used it several times in succession, he finally gave up.

"Master's Blood Demon Trace Technique can be sensed even from thousands of miles away. How could it not be there? Could it be that it is blocked by some secret technique?"

Qi Chengzan lowered his head and thought. His mission was to follow Xiang Jingying and the others.

If the three of them obtained the Blood Soul Bead, he would show up and hand it over.

In order not to be noticed, he deliberately stayed far away.

But he didn't expect that these three guys were killed, and he only found the scene of the fight where the demonic energy remained.

My mission goal is gone. Only by catching the monk who killed the three people can I explain to Master Heiya.

He chased him all the way to Yushan Island. On the way, he also looked for Qi and picked up the magical weapons and elixirs that sank into the sea, which further confirmed that this person had arrived at Yushan Island.

Qi Chengzan felt that the monks who killed Xiang Jingying and the other two people probably used other methods to temporarily isolate or reduce the aura of the trace-tracing technique.

Boom!

After hearing the sound, Qi Chengzan raised his head and looked into the air. He saw a spiritual ship passing through the sky and about to enter the clouds. He couldn't help but frown.

Before and after he arrived at Yushan Island, this one spiritual ship flew away.

As for the treasure ship, it was too slow to avoid the blood bean insects' perception.

Suddenly, Qi Chengzan's expression changed and he quickly headed towards the island, figuring out the route of the spirit ship. The spirit ship would dock at Liuxian Island in half a month.

"Half a month."

Without stopping, he drove the flying boat and rushed out of Yushan Island.