Chapter 72: Blood Pack

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Then, as he passed a spot where the rocks jutted out, he instantly condensed a clone using his spiritual energy. His real body hid on the mountaintop, empowering the clone with the levitation technique and controlling it to swoop down towards the cliff face.

Qin Sang's clone leaped quickly among the jutting rocks and trees on the cliff edge. Just as he landed on a branch of an ancient tree, something unexpected happened.

In the midst of the forest, without any warning, a green light suddenly burst forth. Within the green light was a emerald-green vine.

The vines writhed like serpents, coiling and uncoiling in an instant, shooting towards Qin Sang's split-body form and swiftly binding him tight.

"Haha!"

A manic laughter echoed through the forest. The disheveled Taoist flew to the top of a tree, his hair and clothes matted with blood that stained the grass and leaves. Several broken ice shards protruded from his arms and legs, making him look extremely dishevelled. However, his injuries were not as severe as Qin Sang had imagined.

The slovenly Daoist glared angrily at Qin Sang, who was bound by vines, and snarled, "You dare to sneak attack me I'll let you taste the power of my spirit-binding art!"

Then, the slovenly Taoist looked up at the mountain peak, muttering to himself. Suddenly, a cracking sound echoed from the top of the mountain, and three streaks of black light shot out, which turned out to be three fragments of a Ruyi shield.

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At this moment, Qin Sang, who was hiding on the mountaintop, was filled with fury and astonishment.

If one were not so cautious, boldly going to touch the corpse or greedily picking up the shield first, they might fall victim to the Dao of the Unkempt Taoist and meet a tragic end.

“Sword Transformation!”

The slovenly Daoist roared, and with two resounding 'bangs', the pieces of the Ruyi Shield surged forward like a rainbow, merging together in mid-air as three sharp blades.

At this time, the Ruyi Shield was no longer a shield but transformed into a strange black sword resembling three-faced daggers. Three ferocious blood grooves made one's heart chill, and the sharp tips gleamed with cold light, as if carrying a sword glow. There was not a shred of its ruined appearance, but instead, it erupted with power far exceeding that of a mid-grade magic weapon.

Looking at the transformed Ruyi Shield, the slovenly Daoist's face was filled with pain. His gaze towards "Qin Sang" grew even more venomous. He raised his hand and pointed, the black prismatic sword immediately changed direction, stabbing into "Qin Sang"'s body like lightning.

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Splash…

A black iron cone pierced through, drilling into the ancient tree's trunk, sending water flying.

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Lu Dao Ren's pupils constricted suddenly, his expression changed drastically. A jolt ran through him as he hastily looked up, and saw a dazzling bolt of lightning like a bolt from the blue.

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The slovenly Taoist was utterly shocked and panicked, trying to flee in terror. But how could his speed compare to the lightning's As soon as he took half a step, a bolt of Yin thunder struck him on the forehead.

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'Boom!'

The power of the Yin Thunder erupted, shattering the massive branch beneath the Sloppy Daoist's feet. After a thunderous boom, a large pit appeared out of thin air on the ground, and inside lay a charred figure.

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Qin Sang was still not at ease. He condensed several ice spikes and thrust them into the pit. Seeing that the slovenly Taoist remained motionless, he finally felt relieved and jumped off the cliff with a flick of his foot.

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As Qin Sang's foot reached the edge of the chasm, he abruptly stopped, a look of surprise flashing across his face. The disheveled hermit was in such a state, yet there was still a faint trace of life left in him.

After some thought, Qin Sang put away the spirit stone in his hand and took out the Yan Luo Banner. He summoned the King of Hell and instructed it to swallow the soul of the slovenly Taoist priest.

He was very curious about the slovenly Taoist's beast taming skills. The yellow warbler had flown away when Qin Sang just made a move, and no one knew where it had gone. Although it had no combat power, it could be used for reconnaissance.

Even the King of Hell couldn't escape the scrutiny of cultivators. He was difficult to get close to, and when he fought with cultivators, he was timid and ineffective.

If it weren't for the fact that the Lata Dao person was on his last breath, it wouldn't dare to rush in and devour his soul.

Qin Sang also couldn't figure out where the majesty it had when it backlashed against him in the beginning went.

To everyone's surprise, when the King of Hell flew out from the body of the slovenly Daoist priest, he didn't bring out the soul, but only carried a sliver of green light.

Qin Sang was greatly astonished. He took the green light and saw that it was just a wisp of primordial spirit power.

After a moment of contemplation, Qin Sang suddenly remembered that when he had asked Yama to summon the soul of the Venerable Yuanjue before, it only existed for half the time. The Venerable Yuanjue was a master from birth, his soul should be more substantial than ordinary people. As for those cultivators who cultivated their souls into Nascent Souls, their souls were even stronger.

To his surprise, the underworld ruler proved useless against cultivators. Qin Sang felt a wave of disappointment wash over him. His gaze swept across the scene and landed on the unkempt Taoist's pouch hanging from his waist, still intact. Qin Sang reached out, summoning the pouch with a flick of his wrist. He then unleashed a fiery blast, incinerating the unkempt Taoist's corpse.

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Without rushing to check the contents of his pouch, Qin Sang darted to a towering ancient tree and dug out the transformed Ruyi Shield from its trunk. He then ascended to the treetop, vigilantly scanning the surroundings.

He had a good fight with the Sloppy Taoist, it was quite a commotion. He didn't know if anyone else had been attracted by the noise. He had already used several spells and magical artifacts, depleting most of his spiritual energy. If he encountered another strong enemy, he would definitely not be a match for them.

Seeing no sign of anyone coming, Qin Sang used his escape technique. He aimed in a direction and ran far away, finding a secluded spot to hide.

Two jade pendants were placed together, there was no change at all. Qin Sang flipped through them for a while before putting them away in his mustard seed bag.

Besides that, the Daoist Master's pouch contained only a wooden basic kung fu manual and several earthly martial arts techniques. There wasn't anything else useful in it, no beast taming methods, not even a single spirit stone.

What caught Qin Sang's attention most was ten or so large bags of blood, each made from what animal's bladder he couldn't tell. The transparent bladders had been scrubbed clean and didn't smell at all fishy.

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Blood pack...

Looking at these things, Qin Sang was speechless for a long time.

In his past life, he came from a poor family. He studied hard and landed his first job with great effort. He worked tirelessly and conscientiously, never slacking off even for a moment. At most, when he was about to reach his limit, he would watch a very intense action movie to clear his head, as it was one of the few ways he relaxed.

Now seeing these props used in movies, I can't help but feel a sense of nostalgia.

There was also a jade tablet inside, which introduced the Ruyi Shield. After reading it, Qin Sang's face changed several times, and he cursed in his heart for a while.

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I thought that besides the jade pendant, the biggest gain was this lucky shield, but I didn't expect that the lucky shield had been destroyed!

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Originally, the Ruyi Shield not only had the function of automatically protecting its owner, but it also had another function: it could change its form into a flying sword. It could instantly concentrate the power of three Ruyi Shields, erupting with power comparable to that of a high-grade magic weapon, incredibly sharp.

This kind of change can be accomplished instantaneously, coming as a complete surprise, which is very strange.

But this opportunity is only once. After the sword breaks, all three pieces of the Ruyi shield will collapse.

Qin Sang took them over and flipped them. Sure enough, all three black shields were covered in cracks, unusable.

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Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!d it"Lu shixiong took back the jade slip and glanced at the incarnation, admonishing: "You, a mere disciple with four spiritual roots, caused Yang shidi so much trouble. Shouldn't you quickly thank hi...