EFB Chapter 26 Blood Porcelain Cult, Murder in the Snowstorm
Chapter 26 Blood Porcelain Cult, Murder in the Snowstorm
The night was as dark as ink, and the wind and snow howled like wolves!
The cold wind kept seeping in through the gaps in my clothes, chilling me to the bone.
Zhang Hengyuan and the martial arts master he had invited, one carrying a long sword and the other a long spear, strode towards the back mountain. The mountain ridge was covered in a vast expanse of white snow, which was more than three feet thick. Each step they took sank deep into the snow, and they had to pull it out before they could make their way through with difficulty.
Bu Che trailed far behind the two, dressed in a black robe and wearing a bamboo hat.
As his cultivation level increased, his eyesight improved significantly. Combined with his mutated spirit, he could maintain a distance so that Zhang Hengyuan and his helpers wouldn't notice him.
Zhang Hengyuan finally waited until almost midnight before setting off. He was born in Xiabu Village and was very familiar with the mountains behind the village.
However, no matter how familiar one is with the area, finding someone in such a vast and deep mountain is no easy task.
If he misses the deadline and Zhao Laizi and his gang kill the hostage, Zhang Hengyuan will regret it deeply.
As Zhang Hengyuan stepped into the back mountain area, a glimmer of light appeared in the pitch-black night. It was the light of a torch, extremely conspicuous in the darkness.
Bu Che squinted, his brow twitching. Snowflakes swirled rapidly before his eyes. Gazing into the distance, he vaguely recognized the man as one of Zhao Laizi's henchmen.
The henchman had been waiting and used a torch to guide Zhang Hengyuan.
Bu Che adjusted his straw hat, exhaled, and used the Hunyuan Step to dash forward and catch up.
Once inside the mountains, the abundance of trees provided more cover, allowing Bu Che to better conceal himself.
My heart was pounding, my blood was flowing faster, and I felt inexplicably excited.
He came tonight with the intention of killing someone to avenge Xiao Liu, but... while he had the determination to kill, he had no experience and naturally felt a bit nervous.
Whether in his past life or this one, he hadn't experienced much fighting, so tonight's actions were naturally a considerable test for him.
But Bu Che still came tonight, not only to avenge Xiao Liu, but also to test his courage!
Living in this world is like walking on thin ice. If you don't even have this much courage, you'll only be devoured by others in the future!
Therefore, he had to try killing someone himself, which was better than being killed later.
The torches were very conspicuous in the dense forest, and Bu Che followed at a distance without making a sound.
After trekking for about half an hour, they finally arrived at their destination. Looking around, Bu Che could see a wooden cabin covered in thick snow halfway up the mountain. Torches were planted around the cabin, and a huge bonfire was burning in the icy snow.
Zhang Hengyuan and his helpers were led to this place.
The wooden house opened, and Tiger and his group walked out. Besides Tiger and Zhao Laizi, there were several unfamiliar faces.
Zhang Hengyuan spoke with them for a few words, and then the last person went into the wooden house.
The helpers he had invited were driven away ten feet away and kept out.
With a sigh, Zhang Hengyuan realized that Tiger had a hold on him, leaving him with no choice but to go into the wooden house. He was probably facing a life-or-death situation.
Bu Che pressed his body against the trunk of the large tree, gradually slowing his breathing, and squinted as he continued to stare at the wooden house, pondering how to make his move.
Time slips away bit by bit.
All I could hear was the howling of the cold wind!
Suddenly, a heart-wrenching wail erupted from the wooden house, followed by a loud crack as the wooden door shattered into pieces!
Zhang Hengyuan's cotton-padded coat was covered in bloodstains. He was holding a little girl whose body had been pierced by a long spear in his arms. His eyes were bloodshot and he looked crazy!
"Zhao Hu—!!!"
Zhang Hengyuan rushed out of the wooden house, crouched on the ground holding the corpse, and roared incessantly, snowflakes exploding around him.
"You, Zhang Hengyuan, you've actually broken through the barrier to mastery ahead of schedule?!"
"Then you must not be allowed to live!"
Inside the wooden house, two figures darted out, one of them clutching his waist, where a long knife was stuck and blood was flowing out continuously.
Tiger gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with murderous intent, staring intently at Zhang Hengyuan.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Hengyuan was able to pass the test ahead of time and become a martial arts master, thus outmaneuvering him.
"You killed your sister! If you don't resist, we'll break your legs and cripple your strength, and then everything will be fine!"
Tiger huffed and puffed, staring intently at Zhang Hengyuan with a ferocious expression.
"But you dared to scheme against me! Then let your sister die! You die too! Your whole family dies!"
"superior!"
Tiger roared, its sound echoing through the mountains and forests.
A chaotic battle erupted in front of the wooden house.
The helper Zhang Hengyuan invited let out a low roar, his long spear dragging and tearing a snow dragon in the snow, then sweeping out fiercely, knocking away several of Zhao Laizi's vital points. He was actually a martial arts master who had entered the realm of internal strength!
It's clear that Zhang Hengyuan has made ample preparations for today!
But Tiger seemed to have known all along that Zhang Hengyuan would ask for help, so in addition to himself, he also invited two martial arts masters from the Black Tiger Gang who had reached the level of internal strength!
"Zhao Laizi! If you dare to renege on my debt, I'll break your hands and legs!"
Tiger clutched his waist wound and glared fiercely at Zhao Laizi, who was hiding to the side.
"How could I dare? If I accept the reward from Steward Liu of the Seventeenth House, I will definitely present it to Lord Tiger! Absolutely!"
Zhao Laizi quickly nodded and nodded respectfully.
"Go! Take your men and surround them!"
"Kill them tonight, and feed their bodies to the wolves!"
Tiger was injured and became extremely ferocious, cursing viciously.
A chaotic battle broke out, and a group of people were fighting each other in front of the wooden house!
The flickering campfire cast shadows of a chaotic battle on the snow, their figures twisted and contorted like monsters crawling out of an abyss.
……
……
woohoo-
The wind and waves howled as Zhang Hengyuan smashed through the wooden house and broke free.
Bu Che immediately took a black cloth, covered his face, mouth and nose, leaving only his eyes exposed, pressed down his straw hat to block the wind and snow, took out a ram's horn hammer from his waist, took a deep breath, and darted out along the trunks of one tree after another, running swiftly in the shadows!
Zhang Hengyuan was arguing with Tiger Lord while he was running around.
Zhang Hengyuan was surrounded and fought, but he was still running around!
His gaze was fixed on the injured Tiger Lord; since he was injured, he was naturally his first target!
The strange throbbing between his brows brought Bu Che to a state of perfect clarity and calm. Gripping the claw hammer, he ran through the darkness of the surrounding mountains.
Their gaze remained fixed on the chaotic battle in front of the wooden house from the darkness.
Zhang Hengyuan and his henchmen were extremely brave and fierce, with wide and powerful movements and surging blood and qi, making them extremely powerful in combat.
However, he ultimately felt outnumbered and was surrounded and attacked by the two martial arts masters who had entered the realm of internal strength, arranged by Tiger, and his body was constantly covered in marks.
Tiger's eyes were full of ferocity. He stepped into the wooden house, and came out a moment later, carrying a package in his hand. He placed the package on the snow.
Gently unwrapping the package revealed a porcelain statue of a ghost or deity covered in cracks!
only……
This porcelain statue of a ghost or deity is not the common white or celadon porcelain found on the market. Instead, it is a blood-red porcelain statue that looks as if it has been soaked in fresh blood!
The porcelain statue is depicted as a ferocious four-armed deity, each arm wielding a different weapon: a sword, an axe, a dagger, a hammer, and so on.
"Zhang Hengyuan, I will use your blood to sacrifice for my Blood Porcelain! To help me cultivate the Blood Porcelain Qi and Blood Technique!"
Tiger roared, then slammed his hand, stained with blood from his abdominal wound, onto the blood-red porcelain.
The cracked porcelain, with each breath, absorbed all the blood.
"Blood Porcelain of the Blood Porcelain Cult?!"
"Zhao Hu! You actually joined the Blood Porcelain Demonic Sect!"
When Zhang Hengyuan and his henchmen saw the blood-red porcelain statue that Tiger Master took out, their expressions changed drastically!
Tiger chuckled sinisterly.
"If you die, no one will know!"
A bloodthirsty glint appeared in his eyes!
"Prepare to die!"
……
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In the darkness, Bu Che, shrouded in a black robe, darted out of the darkness and pressed himself against the back of the wooden house.
At this moment, he lost his direct vision and could only judge things by sound.
"Blood Porcelain? Blood Porcelain Cult?"
What is that?
Bu Che was puzzled, but now was not the time to dwell on such things.
With his back against the wooden house wall, he secretly circulated the Xue family's Qi and Blood Technique. The energy that had been scattered and integrated into his muscles and skin condensed and circulated rapidly in his arms, greatly increasing the strength of his arms!
My footsteps were light and silent!
dong dong dong-
My heart is pounding nervously!
close!
Closer!
I can finally see clearly!
The next moment, he moved!
His toes slammed down on the snow, kicking up a cloud of snowflakes. Then, emerging from the shadows of the wall behind him, he used the Hunyuan Step, moving as fast as a black lightning bolt, gripping the ram's horn hammer, and charged out fiercely.