2026-01-07 22:55:32The girl in the purple dress fiercely bit down on her red lips, her hands protecting her front while tears welled up in her eyes, circling around her pupils.
Truth be told, if handing over the Profound Fire Lotus could save her life, she would definitely give it up without a moment's hesitation.
The key thing, however, was that these three were people from the Blood Poison Sect!
They had absolutely no intentions of seriously letting her off.
Worse yet, there was a great chance they would turn her into a blood corpse!
The moment she thought of the fate she's about to face, the adorable girl in the purple dress couldn't help but shiver slightly, her facial color as white as a sheet.
"Hehe, the Blood Poison Sect and your Hengshan Sect have always been at odds. Looking at your cultivation, you must be a person of importance in the Hengshan Sect. Imagine what it would be like if we could turn you into a blood corpse..."
Three disciples from the Blood Venom Sect encircled the girl, playing with her like a cat with a mouse, smirks of mockery curling up at the corners of their mouths.
Mu Qiu, who was in the heritage space, observed everything clearly.
He was originally planning to avoid trouble, he didn't intend to step in and help the girl in the purple dress.
However, when he found out that the three men in red were from the Blood Venom Sect, and the girl in the purple dress was from his own sect, he could not help but slightly furrow his brows.
Here, in Yuzhou, there existed a tension between the righteous and the demonic.
Apart from Mt. Heng Sect, there was the Blood Venom Sect.
This sect had always been brutal in their actions, using the fresh blood of others for cultivation.
Their high-level practitioners would even refine captured cultivators into blood zombies.
Their methods were extremely merciless, holding paramount authority among the demonic sects within Yuzhou.
Through the ages, conflicts were not rare between Mt. Heng Sect and the Blood Venom Sect.
Disciples who encountered each other during training would without a doubt engage in combat.
Mu Qiu hadn't expected that he would encounter a disciple from the Mt. Heng Sect being chased and killed by three people from the Blood Venom Sect, when all he wanted to do was quietly complete his mission.
Honestly speaking, if it's possible, Mu Qiu wouldn't hesitate to help the girl from his sect.
However, the girl in the purple dress was seriously injured and completely unable to continue fighting.
The three disciples from the Blood Venom Sect, on the contrary, all possessed peak martial arts skills.
At this point, him charging out all alone would be no different from courting death.
Thinking of this, Mu Qiu sighed.
His mind was racing, trying to figure out a way to help the girl in the purple dress escape.
Emergency!
As the three disciples of the Blood Poison Sect laughed, their attack was launched.
With a wave of their hand, they reached out to capture the girl in the purple dress.
Their intention was clear: to seize the girl's spirit essence and then extract her vital blood for use in their cultivation.
"Even if I have to die with you, I won't let you succeed."
Just when Mu Qiu was about to charge in without any regard for himself, the girl in the purple dress suddenly yelled.
Then, she had an extra jade charm in her hand.
Boom!
There was a huge noise as the jade charm was quickly crushed by the girl.
Following this, energy surged rapidly, instantaneously blossoming a green lotus in front of her body.
Atop the green lotus, flames were burning.
"Not good!"
"It's the Azure Lotus Fury of Hengshan Sect!"
"Quick, defend!"
The three of them had drastic changes in their expressions. Seeing that evasion was not an option, they had no choice but to operate their entire cultivation, abruptly forming a blood-red energy shield with black patterns circling around it.
Meanwhile, the Azure Lotus Fury was also blooming.
Suddenly, lotus leaves composed of flames stormed toward the three men.
"Boom boom boom..."
Echoes of rumbling reverberated, stones whirled around.
Before long, the energy aftermath dissipated.
Dust swirled about, and the three figures revealed themselves, in a downright disheveled state.
Large areas of their clothing were burned to ashes, their flesh blurry and obscure.
It was clear that they were severely burned by the Azure Lotus Fury.
Unfortunately, the trio did not die!
The purple-robed young girl looked gloomy, collapsing on the ground with blood at the corner of her mouth.
She had previously forced the jade charm to operate recklessly, causing considerable strain on her body.
Regrettably, despite her all-out efforts, she was still unable to maximise the jade charm's potential.
The power of the Azure Lotus's rage is less than half of what it should be!
However, this is now her last resort.
At this moment, she has no strength left to struggle.
"Damn it, let's see how many of these jade talismans you have left."
The burly man in the lead spat out a mouthful of blood, wavering as he rose to his feet.
A cruel smile on his face, he made his way toward the girl in the purple dress again.
Despair was written all over the face of the girl in the purple dress!
Can anyone help me?
"Perfect opportunity!"
Inside the inheritance space, Mu Qiu had been observing the situation outside the gate.
Seeing that the girl in the purple dress had used her last resort, hurting the three disciples of the Blood Poison Sect, he was instantly moved.
At the moment, their strength was not even half as it had been at their peak.
With this, he had nothing to fear!
"Stinking lady, let us three use your primal yin and essence blood to heal," the burly young man boldly reached out his hand towards the girl in the purple dress.
However, just as he extended his hand,
there appeared out of nowhere a shadowy figure in front of him.
Bam!
Bam!
Without a hint of hesitation, Mu Qiu took the opportunity, focused his energy into his hand, and landed a solid punch on the burly young man.
Instantly, the burly young man cried out in pain and fell to the ground.
Before the other two could react, he turned around, launching two consecutive punches.
The two had no chance to cry out before they were already sent flying.
He thunderously fell against a stone wall, instantly meeting his end!
Struggling to kneel on the ground, the burly young man looked gloomy, "Who are you to dare oppose our Blood Poison Sect?"
"Almost at death's door, yet you're still asking who I am and what I'm doing?" Mu Qiu didn't bother talking nonsense with this disciple of the Blood Poison Sect. He chuckled, revealing a mouth full of white teeth, "Have you ever heard of people conversing with the dead?"
He made a move, throwing another punch.
Boom!
There were no fanciful moves, just a simple punch that caused the air to tremble.
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