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Feng Fan watched as the evil cultivators moved deeper into the Bloodsucker Demon Sect's territory, the massive blood sphere following closely behind them, shrouded in powerful and ominous Dao laws.

'If only I could break through those Dao laws… I could use Little Brick to absorb the spiritual qi inside the blood.'

He knew that the real value of the blood lay in its spiritual qi—without it, the Bloodsucker Demon Sect's ritual would be meaningless. If he could find a way to drain that energy, their entire plan would collapse.

But there were two major problems. The blood was heavily protected, and with his current strength, even the Suppression Relic wouldn't be able to pierce its defenses and steal the energy inside.

Feng Fan could use the heavenly tribulation lightning he had absorbed to destroy the blood, but that would leave him vulnerable, with no energy to escape.

He needed energy to fuel Little Brick's speed—that was his only chance to get away. He wasn't ready to sacrifice himself for the greater good just yet.

Moving carefully, Feng Fan continued tailing the group, slipping deeper into the treacherous territory. Fortunately, they weren't moving at full speed, otherwise, keeping up would have been nearly impossible.

The Bloodsucker Demon Sect's land was eerie, drenched in an overwhelming aura of death. Even the vegetation struggled to grow in this forsaken place.

'No wonder they go to such lengths to kidnap people from the Dao Seeking School's territory. This place is completely unsuitable for mortals. If they couldn't steal sacrifices, their only other option would be sacrificing their own members…'

Feng Fan narrowed his eyes. 'Then again, these lunatics probably wouldn't hesitate to do that either. Maybe there's some kind of restriction. Perhaps only specific types of people are suitable for their rituals.'

Feng Fan didn't know, but his speculation was disturbingly accurate.

A massive translucent barrier soon came into view. This was the protective array surrounding the Bloodsucker Demon Sect.

While it served a similar purpose to the White Crow Sect's barrier, the difference in tier was staggering. This was a tier 8 array.

Feng Fan watched as the evil cultivators passed through effortlessly. He wanted to do the same, but with his current abilities, breaking through the barrier would take far too long.

And time was something he didn't have.

Activating his spiritual qi, he scanned the area outside the barrier. These kinds of arrays are typically operated using tokens, each granting access only to its rightful owner.

Instead of trying to force his way through, which would take too long, modifying a token's permissions to recognize him would be a much easier approach.

Feng Fan quickly found exactly what he was looking for—two disciples from the Bloodsucker Demon Sect hunting demon beasts just a few dozen kilometers from the sect.

He moved in a flash toward them.

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"Senior Brother, our harvest this time was great. With these materials, we should be able to request a blood pill to help with our breakthrough to the Golden Core Formation realm," one of the disciples said while dissecting a demon beast.

The senior brother shook his head. "You're wrong, Junior Brother. Because of the ongoing war and the demand for sacrifices, blood pills are getting rarer. Their price has tripled."

The junior brother sighed. "Ah, you're right, Senior Brother. I wish we could enter the Dao Seeking School's territory and slaughter those weakling mortals and cultivators. Hmph, those peace-loving fools would be like meat on our chopping board!"

The senior brother laughed. "Exactly, Junior Brother! I'd kill thousands like slaughtering chickens and drink their blood from a cup!"

"I've heard their women are incredibly delicate. I'd love to taste the softness of a weak woman in bed. The ones from our sect are too intense; they could kill us in bed without a second thought."

"Ah, Junior Brother, you're absolutely right. I once went on a mission to the Dao Seeking School territory and found a fragile but beautiful woman. The look of fear on her face and her terrified screams only aroused me more. Hahaha."

The two laughed like fools, completely unaware that one of those "weakling" cultivators was standing right behind them.

"Oh, that's interesting," Feng Fan said, his voice dripping with amusement. "I happen to be one of those cultivators you were just talking about. Why don't you come kill me like a chicken and drink my blood?"

"Who!?" The two evil cultivators were caught off guard and turned around to see Feng Fan.

But as soon as they turned, a brick slammed into their foreheads. The force of the blow sent them crashing to the ground, almost knocking them unconscious.

Feng Fan set up a soundproof barrier before speaking.

"Normally, I wouldn't waste my time with petty villains, especially since I'm in a hurry… but you two have really pushed my buttons today. So, I'll teach you both a lesson for the greater good," Feng Fan said with a grin.

"Y-You! This is the Bloodsucker Demon Sect! You dare to invade and attack us?! You're asking for death!" the Senior Brother shouted, trying to sound threatening to scare Feng Fan or alert anyone nearby.

Feng Fan saw through his act and rolled his eyes. "Save the empty threats, also, I've already set a soundproof array. Tell me, what's the strongest and most painful poison you have in your space ring?"

The Senior Brother gulped, but stayed silent. He didn't need to speak, thought; Feng Fan had already read his thoughts.

Feng Fan slapped the senior brother before pulling out his space ring. After breaking the ring's restriction, he retrieved a vial containing a dark red liquid. Read latest stories on My Virtual Library Empire

"Seven Levels of Hell. Not a bad name. Hope you two enjoy it!" Feng Fan said with a smirk.

"N-No, please!" the two begged.

But Feng Fan showed no mercy. He forced the venom down their throats.

Satisfied, Feng Fan took the sect token from the Senior Brother's space ring and began to modify it, all while the two slowly died in excruciating pain.

They screamed in pain, their agony lasting for minutes before they finally succumbed to the poison.

After modifying the sect token, Feng Fan stripped the dead junior brother of his clothes and changed into them. He then headed toward the Bloodsucker Demon Sect.

'This better work.'