Chapter 754: Undying Blood Clan Third Prince

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# Chapter 754: Undying Blood Clan Third Prince

"Shua!"

In the air, streaks of sword qi condensed and flew at high speed, colliding violently between the two of them.

It seemed this battle was about to erupt.

Yet, something unexpected happened...

Mu Lingxi hesitated for a long time, but ultimately made her decision. Her figure flickered like a ghost as she appeared beside A Le, striking out with a palm that hit his right shoulder.

A Le never expected Mu Lingxi to attack him, so he had no defense against her.

"Pa!"

A bone-cracking sound rang out. The bones in A Le's right arm broke, and the iron sword in his hand clattered to the ground. At the same time, A Le's body flew sideways, crashing down more than ten zhang away.

Mu Lingxi's palm strike was neither too heavy nor too light—it merely injured A Le, rendering him unable to fight properly for three days.

A Le felt his arm ache as if it were splitting, his entire right side going numb. A powerful demonic qi invaded his meridians, making it impossible for his injuries to heal quickly.

His eyes were filled with incomprehension as he stared at Mu Lingxi.

It wasn't just A Le who was confused—everyone was stunned speechless by Mu Lingxi's actions. No one had expected the Demon Sect's Little Saintess to attack the Demon Sect's Life-Seizing Swordmaster.

"What... is happening? What just happened? Why are the Demon Sect people fighting among themselves?"

Countless people were bewildered, unable to react for a moment.

"Haha!"

At the top of Book Mountain, Gai Tianjiao burst into laughter. "Ouyang Huan, you wanted to use the Demon Sect's Little Saintess to deal with Junior Brother Lin Yue, but didn't expect this backlash, did you?"

Ouyang Huan ignored Gai Tianjiao, his expression quite gloomy. Even with his composure, he was deeply angered inside.

Mu Lingxi's actions had already harmed the Sacred Sect's reputation. By tomorrow, all cultivators under heaven would likely mock the Moon-Worshipping Cult for having a saintess who betrayed her own sect.

Ouyang Huan struggled to control his emotions, stood up, walked to the edge of Book Mountain, and stood at the top of the steps. Looking down, he said calmly, "She Two, first escort the Saintess down and let her rest. Leave everything else to me."

She Two's eyes were cold and sharp. With a push of her legs, she dove downward, appearing beside Mu Lingxi. She let out a cold laugh. "Saintess, let's go!"

Zhang Ruochen's gaze hardened. He raised his arm, pointing his sword at She Two's back. "Where are you taking her?"

No matter what, Mu Lingxi had acted without regard for herself, striking A Le to stop this battle because she didn't want him to be harmed.

She Two showed no fear of Zhang Ruochen. Instead, she flashed a seductive smile and said softly, "What, are you worried about her? Kill me then! If you kill me, she can stay by your side."

Zhang Ruochen's eyes turned icy cold. He swung his sword toward She Two's neck.

"Don't."

Mu Lingxi shook her head vigorously at Zhang Ruochen, then said to him, "Don't worry, they can't do anything to me."

Zhang Ruochen immediately stopped his sword, gradually regaining his rationality. He gritted his teeth tightly but ultimately withdrew the Void Sword.

Mu Lingxi's attack on A Le had indeed disrupted Ouyang Huan's plan, causing a huge negative impact on the Demon Sect.

However, Mu Lingxi was still the Saintess. Within the sect, there were some important figures protecting her. Even if she were punished, it probably wouldn't be too severe.

If Zhang Ruochen killed She Two and kept Mu Lingxi by his side, he could certainly protect her. But it would escalate the matter further, making it uncontrollable. Then Mu Lingxi's family would also be implicated and suffer the Demon Sect's sanctions.

No matter how he considered it, Zhang Ruochen could only hold back.

Sometimes, that was just how helpless things were.

She Two glanced back with a smile. "Don't worry, I'll take good care of her for you. Hehe!"

She Two led Mu Lingxi down Book Mountain.

Zhang Ruochen stared at their departing backs, his five fingers involuntarily gripping the sword hilt tightly. He could only hope that Xiao Hei would play some role and take care of Mu Lingxi for him.

"Haha! Wonderful, truly wonderful. This trip to Liangyi Sect hasn't disappointed this prince. I've only just arrived and already witnessed such an exciting show."

At the edge of the sky, at the dark horizon, a patch of blood-red clouds rolled in like an ocean of blood, surging toward Book Mountain.

Even from a hundred li away, one could smell a pungent, bloody odor permeating the air, making people feel disgusted.

"Hua!"

The blood-red clouds quickly arrived at the base of Book Mountain.

The blood qi contracted inward, becoming denser and denser, transforming into a humanoid mass of blood water.

Finally, even the blood water completely converged, forming a suit of blood armor. He revealed his true form—an extremely sinister young man.

His face was deathly pale, as if coated with white powder, but his lips were strikingly red. His nose was high and straight, his eyes deeply sunken. He wore a large red robe embroidered with dragons, his long hair tied behind him with a jade hairband—a feminine style of dress.

Clearly a man, yet dressed in women's clothing with feminine makeup—it was truly bizarre.

Zhang Ruochen frowned slightly, muttering to himself, "Such intense blood qi... Could it be... the Undying Blood Clan?"

That man's hearing was extremely sharp. He actually caught Zhang Ruochen's words and let out a sharp laugh. "Kid, you have some insight. That's right, this prince is a member of the Undying Blood Clan."

At the base of Book Mountain, the cultivators near that man were all startled and immediately retreated, wanting to stay as far away from the Blood Clan prince as possible.

Even though eight hundred years had passed, the fearsome reputation of the Undying Blood Clan still made cultivators of Kunlun Realm tremble at the mere mention of their name.

Recently, although the major powers had heard that the Undying Blood Clan had broken their seal and escaped Manji Island, everyone thought they would hide in the shadows and keep a low profile. Thus, no one was in a hurry to deal with them, planning to discuss eliminating the Undying Blood Clan during the Sword Discussion Assembly.

Who would have expected the Undying Blood Clan's prince to appear so boldly at the Realm Son Banquet?

Why was the Undying Blood Clan so confident?

Had they fully recovered their strength after eight hundred years, daring to challenge the cultivators of the world again?

"Amitabha!"

A Buddhist chant rang out, spreading across Book Mountain and Divine Terrace City.

Immediately after, three zhang to the right of the Blood Clan prince, a monk wearing a blood-red kasaya emerged from the soil, growing upward.

This monk's every inch of skin radiated brilliant golden light. Buddhist characters flowed rapidly across his body, merging with the golden radiance.

The Blood Clan prince smiled. "Jialuo Gu, you're too slow!"

The monk in the blood-red kasaya pressed his palms together and chanted another Buddhist verse. "The Third Prince's speed leaves this humble monk ashamed."

Clearly, the Blood Clan's Third Prince and the monk in the blood-red kasaya were on the same side.

Both had come to attend the Realm Son Banquet.

Ouyang Huan's gaze swept over the two at the base of Book Mountain, finally locking onto the monk in the blood-red kasaya. He trembled slightly and said gravely, "People of the Dead Zen Sect have been preaching on the overseas islands all along—how dare they come to the Eastern Domain?"

Ouyang Huan's revelation of Jialuo Gu's identity caused another huge commotion.

"What? That monk is from the Dead Zen Sect? How dare he! Liangyi Sect is no place for them."

"You don't even know about the Dead Zen Sect? This sect was founded by a Buddhist apostate. They once preached across the five domains of Kunlun Realm, but their teachings were too strange and evil, distorting people's values and spreading heretical doctrines. The Ministry of War sent troops to suppress them, wanting to destroy the sect."

"But the Dead Zen Sect's power was too vast. Even the Ministry of War could only severely wound them and drive them overseas, failing to completely eradicate them."

"It can be said that the battle to suppress the Dead Zen Sect was the only time the Ministry of War failed to uproot the evil—proving just how terrifying the Dead Zen Sect's power truly is."

The appearance of the Blood Clan's Third Prince and Jialuo Gu was like two thunderclaps, shaking even the Half-Saint ancestors present.

The Undying Blood Clan and the Dead Zen Sect dared to appear openly in Kunlun Realm—where did they get such audacity?

The Blood Clan's Third Prince looked up at the top of Book Mountain, his gaze fixed on Shengshu Cainü. His eyes narrowed, and he laughed. "I heard that the Empress has decreed that all heroes under heaven can compete for the position of Realm Son. This prince will take a seat—surely no one has any objections? Haha!"