Chapter 35: Valley of a Hundred Bloods

Thousands of spirit talismans fell onto the stone table. Qu Yi and Qing Wu Gui stared at them in awe for a long time, deeply impressed by Du Gu Fu’s craftsmanship. Having already seen the jade slips and sensed these spirit talismans, both of them knew their names and effects.

Talismans of the Outward Departure stage: “Thousand Gold Continuous Slash Talisman,” “Sky-Rending Gale Talisman,” “Green Smoke Ice Talisman,” “Blazing Inferno Talisman,” “Heavenly Meteor Crash Talisman.”

Talismans of the Divided Attention stage: “Nine Swords Returning to Void Talisman,” “Everything-Shattering Talisman,” “Earthly Abyss Yin Talisman,” “Heavenly Fire Ten Extremes Talisman,” “Earth Supporting Heaven Overturning Talisman.”

There were even two talismans of the Combined Stage: “Heavenly Blazing Fire Talisman” and “Earthly Evil Heavenly Strong Wind Talisman.”

As for talismans at the Tribulation and Great Vehicle stages, there were none. To create such powerful talismans, Qing Wu Gui and Qu Yi would need to gather materials and master the art of crafting them.

“Qu Yi, take these talismans. I don’t need them,” Qing Wu Gui said calmly.

For him, focusing solely on cultivating the “Asura Demon Scripture” and attaining the Asura Heart was sufficient. To cultivate the Asura Heart required constant battle, constantly drawing energy from battles—so these talismans were of little use to him.

“Qing Wu Gui, what do you mean? Do you have any plans?” Qu Yi asked sternly, his gaze sharpening.

From Qing Wu Gui’s words, Qu Yi immediately realized he had new plans.

“Yes, Qu Yi. I am suited for a life of slaughter, not one of comfort. I’ve already been to the Spirit Talisman Cave and shed a heavy burden from my heart. Now, I’m determined to venture out and begin my life of killing,” Qing Wu Gui said calmly, his eyes radiating murderous intent.

Qu Yi’s eyes darkened. He knew Qing Wu Gui’s resolve was firm—there was nothing he could do to persuade or hold him back. Qing Wu Gui’s path of cultivation was destined to be lonely, and only through killing could he make progress.

“Very well. I won’t stop you. Let’s split these talismans evenly. Though I need them in many places, you’ll eventually face danger in your endless killings. I hope these talismans can save your life,” Qu Yi said firmly, his tone heavy.

Qing Wu Gui glanced at Qu Yi, smiled faintly, nodded, and with a wave of his hand, 500 talismans disappeared into his storage bracelet.

“I’m leaving!” With that, Qing Wu Gui packed up the talismans and vanished through teleportation.

Qu Yi stared in the direction where Qing Wu Gui had left, composed his wounded emotions, stored the spirit talismans in his storage bracelet, and then left the canyon as well.
…
On Tianfeng Star, between the North Immortal Continent and the South Demon Continent lay the Immortal-Demon Sea, a paradise for marine monsters.
At that moment, in a certain area of the Immortal-Demon Sea, on ten islands, there were pairs of people engaged in fierce battles.
Among these ten pairs were ten marine monster cultivators, five cultivators from the five major cultivation sects of the North Immortal Continent, and five demon cultivators from the five major demon cultivation sects of the South Demon Continent.
At some point, these ten monster cultivators went out separately to challenge the leaders of the ten major Immortal-Demon sects, bringing those leaders to the islands for battles.
Unbeknownst to these ten leaders, the monster cultivators lurking within their own sects had already begun brutal internal strife.
The ten monster cultivators fighting on these islands were not the true rulers; the real mastermind had arrived on the South Demon Continent and was now organizing the hidden monster cultivators to fully take control of it first.
Wei Yan had completed his plan and successfully occupied the Hundred Demons Mountain Range. The true mastermind of the monster cultivators also sent one of his confidants to inform Wei Yan to cooperate with the monster cultivators from the Hundred Blood Valley and the Black Bone Sect to completely eliminate the disciples of those two sects.
Naturally, upon receiving the news, Wei Yan immediately used a communication token to inform Qu Yi.
At that time, Qu Yi had just left the Black Bone Mountain Range and arrived at the edge of the Hundred Demons Mountain Range. After receiving Wei Yan’s message, he immediately ordered Xuan Gu Shang Ren to fly back to Nanyun City at full speed.
At Tingfeng Residence in Nanyun City, Qu Yi, Xuan Gu Shang Ren, and Wei Yan sat together.
“Wei Yan, tell me, what did that mastermind of the monster cultivators say about sending the Hundred Demons Mountain Range to attack the Hundred Blood Valley?” Qu Yi asked seriously.
Qu Yi wanted to understand the true intentions of the mastermind and wouldn’t miss any detail.
“It was not the mastermind himself who came to Nanyun City to inform me, but one of his subordinates, codenamed Nan Shi, who is in charge of coordinating the monster cultivators across the South Demon Continent. Nan Shi told me to gather all the late-stage Yuan Ying demon cultivators from the Hundred Demons Mountain Range and rush to the Hundred Blood Valley to eradicate it completely,” Wei Yan explained carefully.
After hearing this, Qu Yi thought carefully before suddenly lighting up and saying, “I see. It seems your plan is to eliminate all the demon cultivators on the South Demon Continent. If I’m not wrong, you also plan to wipe out all the cultivators from the North Immortal Continent.”

At this moment, Qu Yi couldn’t help but exclaim that the actions of these demon cultivators were truly insane—they wanted to turn the entire Tianfeng Planet into a domain of demon cultivators.
When Xuan Gu Shangren heard Qu Yi’s speculation, his body trembled. He thought of the tragic fate that awaited the Black Bone Sect and felt deep sorrow.
“I understand. It’s very likely as you guessed. No wonder our demon cultivators sent dozens of them to the South Demon Continent—they intended to completely eliminate the magic cultivators,” Wei Yan said, also looking shocked.
Qu Yi fell silent for a moment before saying, “Wei Yan, do as the southern envoy suggested. We currently have three thousand magic cultivators in the late Infant stage. Take them all and launch an immediate attack on Baixue Valley.”
After the Sanding Gate unified the Bai Mo Mountain Range, aside from those magic cultivators in the late Infant stage who fought to the death, they captured another two thousand such cultivators. Now, the total number was three thousand.
“Yes, master!” Wei Yan replied immediately.
……
Baixue Valley, under the control of Xin Hun Xue Ya Bai Yan from behind the scenes, incited the six sects he controlled to start a massive battle, causing it to lose much of its strength.
Of course, after the battle, the remaining disciples of Baixue Valley sensed some scheme and immediately discussed stopping the fighting.
Now, Baixue Valley was divided into two factions: the six factions controlled by Bai Yan and the combined forces of the other remaining disciples.
Each side had around a thousand members.
At this moment, Wei Yan led three thousand magic cultivators to the edge of the Baixue Mountain Range and stopped there.
Suddenly, a young man in a black robe flew over and landed beside Wei Yan.
“Wei Yan, this is a map of the Baixue Mountain Range. Take these magic cultivators and fly in a detour to Xue Bai Peak, where you’ll gather. Bai Yan will lead his forces to fight against the other faction in Baixue Valley. Wait for the right moment and help Bai Yan kill all the disciples of Baixue Valley,” the young man in black sent a message through spiritual communication, his face expressionless.
Of course, the young man never expected that Wei Yan would immediately inform Qu Yi using a communication token after hearing this.
“Yes, southern envoy!” Wei Yan replied through spiritual communication as well.
After receiving Wei Yan’s reply, the southern envoy vanished instantly, leaving the group of late Infant stage magic cultivators completely confused.
Qu Yi’s own spiritual sensing couldn’t detect the true cultivation level of the southern envoy. It was only through the spiritual sensing of the Instrument God that he learned the envoy actually had a cultivation level in the middle stage of exiting the body, which surprised him greatly.

It can be seen from this that the demonic cultivator behind them must be of extremely high cultivation level. Wei Yan glanced at Qu Yi, and upon seeing him nod, he ordered the demon cultivators to fly immediately toward Blood Cypress Peak. Through the spiritual awareness of the artifact god, Qu Yi learned that the southern envoy had not flown far and was still on a nearby mountain, observing Wei Yan’s group. After some thought, Qu Yi decided it was not yet appropriate to pursue the southern envoy; instead, he would wait until Blood Valley was destroyed before tracking him down. As for deciding to go to Blood Valley, Qu Yi realized that producing cinnabar required a great deal of vital essence. Since Blood Valley was a place for cultivating blood-related cultivation methods, it surely contained many treasures related to vital essence, which must be obtained. Three thousand demon cultivators flew in a grand procession toward Blood Cypress Peak. On the other two mountains in the Blood Valley range, there were also two groups: one controlled by Xin Hun Xue Ya Bai Yan, and the other consisted of the remnants of Blood Valley. On Blood Blue Peak, Bai Yan had always hidden his strength, standing among ordinary disciples and issuing orders through spiritual communication. At that moment, Xue Mo Tan’s leader, Xue Yin, stepped forward and shouted loudly toward Blood Field Peak across from him, “Blood demons, have you killed our Xue Mo Tan disciples just to settle things peacefully? No! As the leader of Xue Mo Tan, I must avenge this insult.” Xue Yin was the first leader controlled by Bai Yan in Blood Valley. On Blood Field Peak, there were also six leaders, all at the early stage of leaving their bodies. Upon hearing Xue Yin’s words, they all showed signs of anger. “Xue Yin, we in Blood Valley have already lost many disciples. We’ve already discussed it—let’s forget everything that happened before and wait for the valley master to return to restore Blood Valley’s glory,” said a man with a face resembling a blood skeleton on Blood Field Peak angrily. “Hmph, you speak nicely, but last night, ten of our Xue Mo Tan disciples were assassinated. As far as I know, it was done by your Blood Demon Tan disciples. Since you broke the agreement first, why should I keep it? Our two sects will never make peace!” Xue Yin shouted fiercely. “Never make peace!” The disciples of Xue Mo Tan immediately echoed his words. All of this was Bai Yan’s plan—he sent people from Blood Demon Tan to launch a surprise attack on Xue Mo Tan’s disciples, then had them deliberately reveal the whereabouts of those disciples. Upon hearing this, the Blood Demons immediately turned to look at their disciples behind them. Seeing that five of them dared not meet their eyes, they realized that things had really gone wrong.

Sure enough, Xue Yin started shouting, “All disciples, wipe out the Blood Ghost Altar!” Then, Xue Yin took off first and headed for Blood Field Peak. Immediately afterward, the thousand people on Blood Blue Peak also took off and followed Xue Yin to Blood Field Peak, determined to engage in a decisive battle with the thousand disciples there. Bai Yan watched this all unfold with a cold smirk on his lips.