Chapter 261: Come Out, Du Xuemei!
Bai Xiaochun also had the premonition that a single thought on his part could unleash blood qi to bolster anyone who cultivated with the help of the Blood Ancestor, and lead to an explosive rise in battle prowess.
The mere idea left Bai Xiaochunâs heart pounding. After blinking a few times, he couldnât help but imagine what it would be like to shock the entire Blood Stream Sect with the wave of a hand.
But then he imagined another scene in which, after raising his hand, the Blood Stream Sect went crazy trying to kill himâŠ.
Of course, imposter Nightcrypt could see everything that Bai Xiaochun was seeing, and couldnât help but tremble and let out an incredulous shriek. âBlood⊠Blood Devil!! Heavens! I canât believe⊠that youâve become the Blood Devil!!â
The Blood Devil was a legend in the Blood Stream Sect. Supposedly, he would either lead the Blood Stream Sect to glory, or completely destroy it!
As soon as imposter Nightcryptâs voice rang out in Bai Xiaochunâs mind, Bai Xiaochun took a deep breath, and his expression turned very serious.
âQuiet down!â he said, patting his bag of holding and looking around, heart pulsing with both excitement and anxiety.
âMy original purpose was to become the grand elderâŠ. Then I became a blood master, a development I could handle. Who could have imagined that I would become the Blood DevilâŠ?â Although he couldnât help but feel wonderful, he was also scowling.
After all, some people in the sect would happily welcome the Blood Devil, whereas others⊠wouldnât permit him to exist, and would do anything to kill him!
âI definitely canât let anyone in the Blood Stream Sect know whatâs happenedâŠ. Ai. Being too outstanding is really annoying sometimes.â Sighing, he stuck his chin up and waved his sleeve, looking very much like a lonely hero.
âWith the snap of a finger, I, Bai Xiaochun, reduced the Blood Stream Sect to ashesâŠ.â He sighed, thinking about how he had accomplished something in the Blood Stream Sect⊠that he would never have been able to accomplish in the Spirit Stream Sect.
As he thought back to everything he had done here, he sighed even more. Then he remembered that beneath Xuemeiâs mask was Du Lingfeiâs face, and a profound gleam appeared in his eyes.
âXuemei⊠Du Lingfei!â Taking a deep breath, he took a step forward and drew upon the legacy within him. Instantly, a vortex appeared in front of him, which he stepped into and vanished.
When he rematerialized, he was outside of the Blood Ancestorâs body, hovering in midair above the Blood Stream Sect, within the convergence of the blood qi that resembled his face.
Numerous people were wrapped up in their speculations about what was happening, and as soon as they caught sight of him, cries of surprise rang out.
âHe stayed inside the Blood Ancestorâs body for much longer than any of the other blood masters. Could it be that he found some other sort of good fortune?â
âHmm. Nightcrypt definitely seems a lot more powerful than he was beforeâŠ.â
Song Que grumbled bitterly. Xu Xiaoshan sighed. Master God-Diviner stood there trembling. Numerous gazes were all focused on Bai Xiaochun. Everyone was wrapped up in their own thoughts. However, the cultivators from Middle Peak were shaking, and the pressure that radiated out from Bai Xiaochun caused them to involuntarily bow their heads and then drop down to kowtow.
The entire Blood Stream Sect was shaken. Bai Xiaochun hovered in midair, looking down at all the disciples and their reactions. He enjoyed being the center of attention, and on any other occasion would have assumed the pose of a member of the Senior generation. But at the moment, he was somewhat distracted. In fact, his attention was soon drawn to Ancestor Peak.
There, he could sense Xuemeiâs aura.
Whether it was because of becoming a blood master, or the Blood Devil, Bai Xiaochun was pleased to some extent, but not as much as he might have been, and the reason for that was Du Lingfei.
âSo, Du Lingfei is XuemeiâŠ.â he murmured to himself. âAnd Xuemei is Patriarch Limitlessâs only daughter, with a very high position in the Blood Stream SectâŠ.â
Although Bai Xiaochun could never have predicted that Xuemei would be Du Lingfei, now that he thought about it, it did make sense.
After another moment of thought, his eyes flashed, and he transformed into a beam of light that shot toward Ancestor Peak. As he neared, numerous streams of divine sense appeared to examine him, but none blocked his path.
Without the slightest hesitation, he stepped onto the mountain and then began to follow Xuemeiâs aura to her immortalâs cave.
It was surrounded by a grove of plum trees, and was closed tight. Apparently, Xuemei didnât want to see anyone at the moment.
Bai Xiaochun stood at the border of the plum tree grove, looking at the large door. He wanted to see Xuemei, and ask her a question!
From the moment that Du Lingfei had disappeared, all the way until Sect Leader Zheng Yuandong had identified her as the spy in the sect, that question had been burning in Bai Xiaochunâs heart.
He wanted to know whether the things that had occurred back in the Spirit Stream Sect, especially the connection that had appeared between them when they were being chased by the Luochen Clan⊠were real or not!
âXuemei, come out and see me!!â he said loudly, his voice echoing among the plum trees. The people on Ancestor Peak who were watching him all heard what he said.
Inside the immortalâs cave, Xuemei also heard. However, even after waiting for some time, Bai Xiaochun got no response.
âDu Xuemei, come out and see me!!â he said again. This time, he spoke even more loudly. By this point, all of the patriarchs on Ancestor Peak were watching the scene, as were the prime elders, and the blood rippers in their secluded meditation facilities.
They werenât sure exactly what had occurred between Xuemei and Nightcrypt, but they could well imagine what sorts of things might have happened in the struggle between her and Song Junwan, a struggle that ended with Nightcrypt becoming the blood master.
Time passed. Several hours later, there was still no response from within Xuemeiâs immortalâs cave. Bai Xiaochun stood outside of the plum tree grove, surrounded by silence, his expression gradually turning grimmer and grimmer.
Shaking his head bitterly, he gave one last look at the immortalâs cave within the grove of plum trees, then slowly turned and left. If she didnât want to see him, then he didnât want to stand around uselessly.
Before he could leave Ancestor Peak, though, a beam of light flew down to meet him. A figure soon became visible, and it was none other than Song Junwan.
Bai Xiaochun stopped in place and looked up at her. When their gazes met, he could see the mixed emotions in her eyes. Although she had thrown her command medallion to him, and had also said she would support him if he stopped Xuemei and became blood master himself, it was still impossible for her to cover up the complex emotions that she felt.
âIâŠ.â he began nervously. However, before he could say anything else, Song Junwan clasped hands and bowed.
âSong Junwan offers greetings, Blood Master. Please tarry a moment, the Song Clan patriarch wishes to see you!â
Bai Xiaochun stood there thoughtfully for a moment, then buried the matter of Du Lingfei deep in his heart; he didnât feel like thinking about it any longer. Instead, he considered the situation at hand. Even though he had technically become the blood master, if the sect itself didnât approve of the situation, anything could happen.
âMy goal here is to get the relic of eternal indestructibilityâŠ.â he thought. âI canât stop Du Lingfei if she wishes to reveal my identity. If she doesnât, though, then I have to pass the next test, which means seeing the Song Clan patriarch!â His thoughts were in chaos, but he managed to pull himself together and nod in response to Song Junwan. Then the two of them headed toward the Song Clan patriarchâs immortalâs cave on Ancestor Peak.
Song Junwan maintained her silence along the way, and Bai Xiaochun wasnât really sure what to say. When they reached the entrance to the immortalâs cave, Song Junwan stopped and looked over at him.
âI donât regret what I promised,â she said. âIâve already explained everything to the patriarch. In my heart, you are the blood master. As for how the patriarch views the matter, Iâve done everything I can to convince him to agree with me.â
Bai Xiaochun nodded. Then, taking a deep breath, he gritted his teeth and walked into the immortalâs cave. As he passed her, Song Junwan hesitated for a moment, and then added one more thought.
âThere have been times in the past when outsiders acquired the position of blood master. You⊠can take a hard stance with him.â With that, she turned and left.
Bai Xiaochun watched her leave, then continued on into the immortalâs cave. Before long, he was in the caveâs main hall. The first thing he saw was the Song Clan Patriarch, sitting cross-legged on a stone dais!
The patriarch seemed to emanate a feeling of profound age, and was surrounded by intangible fluctuations. As soon as Bai Xiaochun neared, he felt incredible pressure weighing down on him.
The pressure from the patriarchâs cultivation base caused Bai Xiaochun to stop in his tracks, trembling. It felt as though countless mountains were crushing down onto him, and forced him to push back with all the might his cultivation base could muster.
After a moment, the pressure suddenly vanished, causing Bai Xiaochunâs cultivation base power to suddenly run wild inside of him. The heavenly demon appeared behind him, and his mid Foundation Establishment cultivation base erupted.
In that moment, the Song Clan patriarch opened his eyes, and his shining gaze came to settle on Bai Xiaochun, seemingly piercing into the deepest layers of his heart.
Thankfully, Bai Xiaochun had his heaven-defying mask. Despite the fact that he had lost control of his cultivation base, the mask still concealed his true level. The Song Clan patriarch looked him up and down, and apparently didnât notice anything out of the ordinary.
The entire process only lasted for a few breathsâ worth of time, but to Bai Xiaochun, it seemed much longer than that. Sweat was rolling down his face by the time the Song Clan patriarch retracted his piercing gaze. At that point, Bai Xiaochun took a deep breath, clasped hands and bowed deeply.
âNightcrypt offers greetings, Patriarch.â