Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

Ye Wushuang was taken away, and the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall left with him.

Yangg Qing’er was originally going to be taken away as well, but Dii Qingxue’s sudden appearance saved her.

"Senior Sister!"

After glancing at the crowd leaving the Fierce Demon Cave, Yangg Qing’er looked up at the sacred, beautiful figure in the sky, dressed in palace attire.

This figure was sacred and cold, like a Cold Palace Divine Consort—breathtakingly beautiful!

She was none other than Dii Qingxue.

Dii Qingxue’s eyes were like a starry sky. She glanced at Ba Ziyun and the others in the distance before her gaze finally fell upon Yangg Qing’er. Sizing her up, she said coolly, "In the time you’ve spent with him, you must have learned a great deal."

"Mhm!" Yangg Qing’er nodded and said earnestly, "He helped Qing’er understand what it means to be brave, what it means to persevere, and what Cultivation truly is!"

"It seems my efforts weren’t in vain. You’ve grown." Dii Qingxue gave a slight nod.

"Senior Sister, can Qing’er ask you for a favor?" Suddenly, Yangg Qing’er turned to look at the crowd at the entrance of the Fierce Demon Cave, a worried expression flashing across her pretty face.

"You want me to save him?" Dii Qingxue asked.

"He saved my life, time and time again," Yangg Qing’er said weakly.

"But he is merely a passerby in your life. With his lack of strength, he’ll die sooner or later," Dii Qingxue said coldly.

"Senior Sister, that’s not true!" Hearing this, Yangg Qing’er’s beautiful eyes reddened as she argued, "Brother Ye may not be strong, but he’s risked his life to become stronger! Qing’er personally witnessed the sacrifices he made to grow powerful. He doesn’t deserve to die so young! I’m begging you, please give him a chance."

At her words, Dii Qingxue’s lovely eyes flickered. "But he killed Anx Jun," she said coldly. "He was taken by the Law Enforcement Hall. Even if I wanted to help, I am powerless to do so!"

"Senior Sister, Qing’er is begging you! If you don’t save him, he’ll die!" Thinking of the fate that awaited Ye Wushuang, tears streamed down Yangg Qing’er’s face. She dropped to her knees before Dii Qingxue and began to kowtow repeatedly.

...

The Ancient Spirit Sect’s Outer Sect had peaks such as Yunhua Peak and Flying Waterfall Peak. The Inner Sect, meanwhile, had dozens of colossal peaks of various sizes, including Fengtian Peak, Celestial Yang Peak, Purple Bamboo Peak, Broken Sword Peak, and Cyan Profound Peak.

These great peaks were all situated atop a massive Spirit Vein, blessed with an exceptionally dense Spiritual Qi.

Among them, Fengtian Peak was the main peak. As its name implied, it was the core of the Ancient Spirit Sect and held its secrets. It was difficult for anyone who wasn’t a person of great importance to get near it.

As for Celestial Yang Peak, Broken Sword Peak, Purple Bamboo Peak, and the others, they were where the Inner Sect Disciples lived and cultivated.

Beyond those, there was Cyan Profound Peak, which was the location of the Ancient Spirit Sect’s Law Enforcement Hall.

The Law Enforcement Hall was where the Ancient Spirit Sect administered punishment and rewards. Anyone who committed a major crime against the Sect would be imprisoned here.

And the prison was located at the foot of Cyan Profound Peak, extending deep into the mountain’s belly.

The prison was dark and damp, filled with the thick stench of blood and rot. Sharp, piercing screams occasionally echoed from within, enough to make one’s skin crawl.

Inside one of the cells, a figure in white sat quietly cross-legged on the floor.

This figure was none other than Ye Wushuang.

By now, he understood where he was. However, he showed no signs of panic. Instead, he calmed his mind and began to recover from his injuries.

To kill Anx Jun earlier, he had been forced to desperately use the Life-Taking Sword.

But the Life-Taking Sword was a technique that could only be used by Cultivators at the Qi Vortex Realm or higher. Forcing himself to use it at the Body Tempering Eighth Layer had placed an immense burden on him. This burden damaged his meridians and nearly cost him his life.

Fortunately, the Heaven-Devouring Dragon Technique was incredibly heaven-defying. It used the terrifying Dragon Blood hidden in his veins to help him restore his meridians, allowing him to escape death. It also helped him adapt to the burden of the Life-Taking Sword.

"Kid, don’t waste your effort. This prison has a special Forbidden Technique cast on it that blocks all Spiritual Qi from the outside. Without Spiritual Qi, how can you practice your Cultivation?"

Not far from Ye Wushuang, an old voice called out. It was hoarse and dry, as if it hadn’t been used in a long time.

Ye Wushuang opened his eyes and focused his gaze. In the dim light, he saw a disheveled figure standing at the cell door, watching him.

Hearing this, Ye Wushuang sensed his surroundings. Indeed, there wasn’t a trace of Spiritual Qi, which made him frown.

"See? You believe me now, kid," the disheveled figure said. "To tell you the truth, the people locked up in here are all Cultivators. Many of them are powerful experts. The Sect set up this Restriction to prevent them from growing stronger through Cultivation and escaping."

"So that’s how it is!" Ye Wushuang listened quietly.

"By the way, kid, what crime did you commit? How did you end up locked in here?" The figure, as if he hadn’t spoken to anyone in ages, began to ask questions incessantly.

"I killed the Law Enforcement Elder’s grandson," Ye Wushuang replied.

"What!" the figure exclaimed in shock. "Kid, you really know how to stir up trouble! You’re finished. I remember when I was eighteen, I just cursed Anx Shijie once and ended up locked in here until now. You killed his grandson... you’ll probably be locked up for... let this old man calculate."

Hearing this, the old man began to do the math.

"Cursed him once and you’ve been locked up until now?" Ye Wushuang’s brow furrowed. A sudden thought struck him, and he interrupted the old man to ask, "Excuse me, old sir, how old are you now?"

"Oh, I forgot to tell you. This old man is sixty-three this year!" the old man replied.

"What!"

Ye Wushuang’s eyes nearly popped out of his head. Sixty-three meant the old man had been imprisoned for forty-five years.

’Locked up for forty-five years just for a single curse. That’s too ruthless!’

"Don’t be surprised, kid. With a crime like yours, even if you aren’t imprisoned until you die, you’ll probably be dismembered by Anx Shijie. If it’s the former, at least you’ll be able to keep me company," the old man said.

Ye Wushuang’s heart grew heavy. Just one curse led to forty-five years in prison. It showed just how vicious Anx Shijie was!

’I wonder how that Anx Shijie will deal with me? And what do I have to resist him?’

’The Evil Moon Thunder Order!’

’It seems that’s my only trump card. But I need to become stronger and learn how to fully utilize it before I can stand a chance against him.’

Ye Wushuang considered his various escape routes.

In truth, he despised this kind of weak behavior. If he were powerful enough to crush everything in his path, would he even need to scheme like this?

But as he was now, he was utterly weak!

Ye Wushuang let out a heavy breath, closed his eyes, and began to cultivate once more.

Although there was no Spiritual Qi, he had Elixirs, which were enough to support his Cultivation. It had been some time since he had advanced to the Body Tempering Eighth-Layer Divine Power Realm. The next step was to push for the Body Tempering Ninth-Layer Spirit Communication Realm.

The Spirit Communication Realm: to open the Two Bridges of Heaven and Earth, establish the Divine Court, and generate Divine Sense.

Whether it was the newly generated Divine Sense or the established Divine Court, both would be of immense help to his future Cultivation.

Ye Wushuang first took out some True Essence Pills to cultivate to the Peak of the Body Tempering Eighth Layer, then he produced a Fifth-Grade Spirit Pill: a Seven Treasures Celestial Spirit Pill.

This type of Spirit Pill was the key to breaking through to the Spirit Communication Realm.

After swallowing the Seven Treasures Celestial Spirit Pill, Ye Wushuang began to circulate the Heaven-Devouring Dragon Technique for Refinement. A powerful and abundant torrent of qi and blood reversed course through his meridians, rushing straight toward his spiritual altar.

BOOM!

A world-sundering sound erupted from within Ye Wushuang’s body. A Profound aura burst forth from his Divine Court at his spiritual altar.

’Divine Sense!’

’I’ve broken through to the Body Tempering Ninth Layer!’

This mysterious and Profound aura could draw in the images of everything it passed over and present them clearly in his mind. Ye Wushuang was incredibly excited.

He knew this was Divine Sense.

He immediately continued to probe outward with it, and it suddenly fixed on two people.

"Steward Chen said he wants us brothers to ’take care of’ Ye Wushuang. Once it’s done, he’ll give us a Third-Grade Spirit Pill. So take this seriously, you hear me?"

"Don’t worry, ’taking care of’ people is my specialty. Hehe, he won’t be spared our prison’s eighteen great tortures. That Qi Vortex Expert we had last time died after only eight of them. I wonder how many this kid can take!"

"Just don’t kill him. Ye Wushuang is an important criminal that the Law Enforcement Elder specifically asked for!"

"I know, I know. Leaving him half-dead is good enough, right?"

The two Prison Guards could be seen walking toward Ye Wushuang’s cell as they talked, cruel smiles on both their faces.