Chapter 73 - Chapter 73: Be Careful
Chapter 73: Be Careful
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“Come back!” Zhang Chen withdrew the Blood God Sons back into his body and checked the items that the two had dropped.
Blood storage bags, blood storage bottles, beast nurturing bags, and storage bags were all standard items of the Blood God Sect.
The blood storage bag contained a large amount of demon blood, the blood storage bottle contained about 200 bowls of refined blood, and the beast nurturing bag was empty.
Inside the storage bag was a low-grade magic weapon, 300 spirit stones, and several bottles of medicinal pills.
The harvest was quite good. Zhang Chen was satisfied and collected all the items, continuing his journey towards Shanyue Kingdom.
Two days later, on a small mountain a hundred miles away from Shanyue Kingdom, a blood light fell.
It was Zhang Chen.
There were people from the Silver Moon Sect in Shanyue Kingdom, so they would definitely be wary of the people from the Blood God Sect.
Being cautious, he did not rashly enter the Shanyue Kingdom. Instead, he prepared to hide and figure out the current situation of Shanyue Kingdom.
If there was a Golden Core realm cultivator from the Silver Moon Sect, he would turn and run without hesitation.
Zhang Chen took off his Blood God Sect’s personal uniform and changed into a Daoist robe.
Just changing his clothes was not enough. He still exuded a strong bloody smell unique to the Blood God Sect.
Zhang Chen was already prepared for this. A year ago, he had learned a spell that could hide his aura.
This spell was called the Yin Energy Isolating Technique. It could attach a layer of mana film to his body, preventing his aura and cultivation level from leaking out.
As he activated the Yin Energy Isolating Technique, the bloody smell on Zhang Chen disappeared. Without using other spells, it was difficult for others to detect his cultivation level.
At this moment, if one ignored his handsome appearance, Zhang Chen looked like an ordinary person.
Previously, he had bought a copy of the Flying Feather Soaring Technique in the market city. It could be used in Shanyue Kingdom.
“Rise!”
Zhang Chen seemed to sprout a pair of wings behind him and soared into the air.
Since he had not used the Flying Feather Soaring Technique before, he did not dare to fly too fast to avoid making any mistakes.
Moreover, he did not enter the Shanyue Kingdom from the direction of the Blood God Sect. Instead, he spent an extra day and went around in another direction.
Two days later, Zhang Chen, dressed as a Daoist priest, arrived at the capital of Shanyue Kingdom, Xingyue City.
As the capital, Xingyue City was naturally very lively.
People came and went on the streets, with the sound of hawking and conversation constantly in the air.
Zhang Chen walked leisurely on the main street, looking around and enjoying the cultural atmosphere of this world.
And Zhang Chen’s handsome face also attracted many women’s passionate gazes.
“Look, that Daoist priest is so handsome!”
“Wow, he’s really handsome. It’s a pity that he’s a Daoist priest.”
Seeing the Taoist robe on Zhang Chen, many women were disappointed.
A bold woman immediately went forward to strike up a conversation. “Little Daoist, come to my house.”
Zhang Chen paid no attention and walked past her.
“Is this little Daoist deaf, or does he think I’m ugly?” The woman was exasperated.
An hour later, Zhang Chen arrived outside the palace.
He did not enter the palace, nor did he release his divine sense to explore, because with the help of his spiritual eyes, he saw a formation shrouding the palace.
I need to think ofa way to lure out the people from the Silver Moon Sect or infiltrate the palace.
To make the Shanyue Kingdom worship the Blood God Sect again, it only needed to threaten the king. If the king didn’t cooperate, they could replace him.
But they needed to figure out first if there were any people from the Silver
Moon Sect in the palace, how many there were, and what realm they were in.
Acting rashly could very likely result in falling into a trap set by the Silver Moon Sect.
Yang Junchang, an ordinary palace guard, left the palace after the evening shift change and headed home.
When he reached a secluded alley, a shadow covered him, as if there was something above him.
Just as Yang Junchang was about to look up, he suddenly felt dizzy and passed out.
“My head hurts. What happened?
“No, I seem to have been attacked!”
Yang Junchang suddenly opened his eyes and found himself in an unfamiliar place, with his limbs tied up.
“Awake?”
A calm and indifferent voice sounded. Yang Junchang looked up and saw a handsome young Daoist priest. “Who are you? Why did you kidnap me?”
“If you want to live, answer my questions.”
Yang Junchang was silent for a moment. “I’m just an ordinary palace guard. I don’t know much.”
“Do you know about the Silver Moon Sect?”
“I know. I heard that it’s a sect of immortals. After the new king ascended to the throne, he declared the Silver Moon Sect as the national religion and built the
Silver Moon Temples all over the country.”
“Are there people from the Silver Moon Sect in the palace? “Yes, the Imperial Preceptor. The Imperial Preceptor is in the palace.” “Do you know what cultivation level the Imperial Preceptor is at?”
“I’ve only heard that the Imperial Preceptor is an immortal who can ride the clouds and summon the wind and rain.”
Zhang Chen frowned slightly. The only thing he could confirm now was that there were people from the Silver Moon Sect in the palace, but he did not know their cultivation levels.
Seeing Zhang Chen’s silence, Yang Junchang pleaded, “I’ve told you everything
I know. I still need to take care of my family, so please spare my life, Daoist.”
“I can let you go as long as you don’t reveal what happened today. I won’t kill you,” Zhang Chen answered calmly.
“Thank you, Daoist. I swear to heaven that I won’t reveal what happened today,” Yang Junchang quickly promised.
“Good. Remember what you said. When are you on duty in the palace tomorrow?”
“We change shifts at dawn.”
As soon as Yang Junchang finished speaking, he passed out again.
When he woke up, he found himself back in the alley where he had been kidnapped.
“I’m still alive? The Daoist really didn’t kill me?” Yang Junchang was filled with joy at his narrow escape.
“Is it morning now?”
He had planned to go home, but he realized it was already morning.
“Oh no, I can’t miss the shift change!” Yang Junchang hurriedly rushed to the palace, knowing that if he missed the time, he would face severe punishment.
“That was close. I made it on time!”
When he arrived at the palace, he asked for the time and breathed a sigh of relief.
As for the kidnapping, for the sake of his and his family’s lives, he did not dare to say anything for the time being.
Yang Junchang tried to act normal and chatted with his colleagues as usual, and then he changed shifts.
But not long after, he felt something moving in his arms.
Yang Junchang reached in and pulled out a sealed bottle.
“A bottle? I don’t remember putting a bottle in my arms.”
Puzzled, Yang Junchang opened the bottle to see what was inside.
However, as soon as the bottle was opened, a blood shadow shot out and disappeared.
Yang Junchang’s body stiffened. Then he realized that the young Daoist priest must have placed this bottle on him and deliberately let him bring it into the palace.
Although he didn’t get a clear look at what the blood shadow was, he knew it was not something good.
“Am I an accomplice now?”
Yang Junchang was sweating profusely, and his heart was pounding heavily.
“I hope nothing bad happens!”
Yang Junchang prayed silently and quickly sealed the bottle again and hid it in his arms to avoid being detected by others.
The palace was enveloped by a formation. Zhang Chen did not want to take risks, so he used Yang Junchang to bring the Blood God Son into the palace and test the situation inside.
If Yang Junchang chose to report Zhang Chen’s matter, the Blood God Son would kill him..