Chapter 355 ·Blood Corpse
Chapter 355: Blood Corpse
Bibo Island.
As one of the most notorious black markets in the Fog Sea of Tongtian, it had long been a chaotic neutral zone over the years. Yet recently, the island had fallen into unrest.
“Surname Meng! The two of you are utterly shameless. Back then, this black market was seized by all of us together.”
“That’s right. We joined forces in the beginning. But after Brother Tian’s accidental death, what did you two say with your honeyed words back then?”
“Bah! This is going too far. Taking what belongs to all of us and paving the road for your son—this old man is the first to refuse!”
Inside the main hall, eight Core Formation cultivators at the forefront angrily rebuked them, their faces filled with indignation.
Several other Core Formation cultivators said nothing, yet their grim expressions revealed their displeasure.
The reason was simple—they had tasted the profits of the black market over the years, only for the Meng Clan couple to sell off the spirit island.
Though they did not dare oppose openly, resentment filled their hearts.
Meanwhile, the Meng Clan Couple, as the island lords, had extremely unsightly expressions.
“What are you people? If Brother Tian were still alive, he would have the right—but what are you!”
“We were the ones who fought life and death back then, not you! Most of you only joined later, and now you dare to bite back?”
The couple’s faces were ashen. If not for their injuries, how would this group dare rebel?
“Fatty Lei! Who found the spiritual items for your Core Reforging? Who protected you during your breakthrough? You want to rebel too?”
What enraged the couple most was that Fatty Lei, who had received their favor, had turned against them at this critical moment.
Holding a white folding fan, Fatty Lei showed no embarrassment. Narrowing his eyes, he said in a low voice:
“Fellow Daoists, you jest. Over the years, hasn’t Lei earned plenty of Spirit Stones for the two of you? How did it become that I only received benefits?
In truth, everyone’s dissatisfaction is clear—you found yourselves a way out. But what about the rest of us?”
“I have already said—if you are willing, you may follow me and join True Lord Lu…”
Before the Meng Clan couple could finish, one of them spat angrily:
“Bah!”
“You two are truly shameless. Fellow Daoists, do not believe them.”
“What are we waiting for? Attack!”
All eleven exchanged glances. Their words were fierce, but when it came to acting, each was more cunning than the last—everyone wanted someone else to make the first move.
Even injured, the Meng Clan couple were still late Core Formation cultivators. Whoever struck first would be courting disaster.
At that moment, a cold and disdainful voice echoed.
“You bunch of trash—given a chance, and still useless!”
The voice caused the couple’s expressions to change.
With a thunderous boom, the ceiling of the hall exploded and collapsed. A wild, arrogant figure appeared above.
“Young Island Lord, you’ve finally arrived!”
The rebelling Core Formation cultivators lit up with excitement upon seeing him. Fatty Lei hurriedly flew up and cupped his fists.
“Trash. After all that chatter, not one of you dared to act.”
The newcomer sneered cruelly. Fatty Lei chuckled awkwardly—between losing face and risking his life, he chose the former.
“Young Island Lord Ma of Crimson Fire Island!”
The Nascent Soul “Crimson Fire Old Monster” bore the surname Ma. This man was his descendant, also known as the young master of the Crimson Fire Sect—or the Young Island Lord.
His skin was rough and dark, his features cramped together, brow bones protruding. His triangular eyes constantly flickered with cruelty, cunning, and greed.
Overall, his appearance was grotesque and vicious.
Perhaps due to his cultivation method, his hair was sparse and disheveled.
“You colluded with outsiders!”
The Meng Clan couple’s expressions drastically changed upon seeing him.
“Outsiders? And what about you two colluding with True Lord Lu? Isn’t that the same?”
Looking at the chaotic crowd, Young Island Lord Ma grew impatient. He had not come to watch a show.
He had come under his ancestor’s orders—to create chaos.
“Shut up! It’s because of trash like you that the Meng Clan holds power. After all this time, not one of you dared to act?
Do you expect me to do it for you?”
“Young Island Lord Ma, this is our private matter, not—”
Before the sentence finished, he attacked directly, mocking as he did:
“What are you waiting for? Waiting for the trash of the Seven Kingdoms Alliance to arrive? I’ve already received news—they’re about to arrive.
If you keep waiting, you’ll all be driven out like stray dogs!”
With his arrogant laughter, battle erupted.
For a time, Bibo Island descended into utter chaos.
The Meng Clan couple’s expressions were extremely grim—but they had long prepared for this.
……
Within the Fog Sea of Tongtian.
The group from the Seven Kingdoms Alliance advanced at an unhurried pace, even having received urgent distress transmissions from Bibo Island.
“Palace Master of Rainbow Skirt, Bibo Island has sent a distress call. The island is already in chaos—what should we do?”
Among the eighteen Core Formation cultivators, some watched, others pondered.
Leading them was Fairy of Rainbow Skirt. She frowned slightly before calmly replying:
“From what I know, many cultivators on Bibo Island have already sided with the Crimson Fire Sect. Everyone, be prepared.”
The Crimson Fire Sect—a Nascent Soul great sect—had been domineering in the Outer Sea for years. Rumor had it they bore grudges against True Lord Lu. Combined with this conflict of sect interests—
Bibo Island was merely an appetizer. The real challenge was the Crimson Fire Sect.
Upon hearing this, Lin Chang’an’s gaze flickered as he observed that even with her leading, she remained unhurried.
“Fellow Daoist Lin need not doubt. This was also instructed by True Lord Lu.”
Her voice echoed softly in his ear. Lin Chang’an seemed to understand.
These Core Formation cultivators on Bibo Island—who knew what entanglements they carried?
If they could betray today, they could betray again tomorrow. Most were either wanted robber cultivators or demonic cultivators with criminal pasts.
Unlike the Seven Kingdoms Alliance cultivators, who were bound by sects and families.
Naturally, True Lord Lu preferred the latter.
After all, it was the Meng Clan couple who sold the island—not the others.
Thinking this, Lin Chang’an silently mourned for those rogue cultivators.
In the cultivation world, strength was supreme—but reputation was equally important.
A clean-background Core Formation rogue cultivator was welcomed everywhere.
But one burdened with trouble would pass that karma along to whoever accepted them.
Even Nascent Soul cultivators would not take such people lightly unless they were worth it.
……
Inside Bibo Island, Core Formation cultivators clashed in chaos.
Outside the island, a Crimson Fire Sect spirit warship hovered.
“Ke ke… you fools still don’t understand? Not only this island—even you have been sold by the Meng Clan couple!”
Amid the chaos, three Core Formation cultivators on the Meng Clan’s side were already heavily injured.
Yet the couple seemed prepared.
“Stop your deceitful words. The Crimson Fire Sect is tyrannical—do you think following them will end well?”
“That’s still better than letting all our efforts pave the way for your son!”
The rebelling cultivators were furious—some even felt regret.
If they had stabilized things earlier and allowed the son to inherit the island after the couple’s death…
It would have been far better than now.
At that moment, a piercing eagle cry tore through the sky.
“Not good—the Seven Kingdoms Alliance has arrived!”
Everyone’s expressions turned grim. The opportunists had arrived—and did not bother hiding it.
“Fellow Daoists, forgive us for not welcoming you.”
As the Alliance arrived, the Crimson Fire Sect’s spirit warship brazenly blocked their path.
Young Island Lord Ma stood in front with an annoyed grin.
“Apologies. Bibo Island is currently dealing with an internal rebellion. I’m afraid your trip will be in vain.”
He already treated the island as his own.
This enraged the Alliance cultivators.
Standing atop a Green Feather Eagle, Fairy of Rainbow Skirt smiled faintly.
“Oh? It seems this Daoist has not yet sobered from his spirit wine. The Meng Clan’s Bibo Island is in rebellion—we have come under True Lord Lu’s orders to suppress it.”
“So we’re both here to suppress rebellion?”
Young Island Lord Ma grinned bloodthirstily, his gaze roaming over her.
“I’ve long heard Fairy of Rainbow Skirt is a rare beauty. Why not follow me? Why serve others like a dog? Join me in dual cultivation.
This so-called rebellion is just internal strife. If you like, I can gift you this island as my Dao companion.”
Laughter erupted from the Crimson Fire Sect disciples.
Yet suddenly—
“Shut up!”
His expression changed drastically.
He realized something was wrong.
He had unconsciously grown smug—just like the others.
“Bitch! Playing tricks in the dark!”
Enraged, he attacked immediately.
The sudden shift made many react. Lin Chang’an glanced deeply at Fairy of Rainbow Skirt.
Her cyan Cangming Jade Bell Veil Hat shimmered—tiny bells strung with secret silver thread released faint violet ripples into the air.
An illusion technique.
Or rather—a magical artifact that amplified desires silently.
“An unstable mind—who can you blame?”
She smiled faintly and struck.
“Fellow Daoists, assist Bibo Island in suppressing the rebellion.”
“Roar!”
The Azure-Horned Ox charged forward without hesitation.
Fairy of Rainbow Skirt clashed with Young Island Lord Ma.
Previously, she had been restrained by a Shape-shifted Sinister Spirit Beast King.
But today was different.
Though his fire techniques were violent, she handled them with ease.
Her veil hat and the Magical Artifact · Silver Chain Golden Bell were both eerie soul-type magical artifacts.
Especially in large-scale battles—many Foundation Establishment cultivators were affected.
This made Young Island Lord Ma laugh in fury.
“Good, good! I didn’t expect you to cultivate demonic techniques. That makes it even better—today, let my Blood Corpse test you!”
With a furious shout, a blood coffin appeared in his hand.
The next moment—
A Blood Corpse stepped out.
Baleful energy surged skyward.
“Be careful, Fairy. This Blood Corpse was obtained by my ancestor in a secret realm before forming his Nascent Soul.
It fears your soul attacks the least.”
With a beastly roar, the Blood Corpse unleashed terrifying power—
Peak late Third-rank combat strength!