Senior sister, I'm going to control you.

Chapter 57 Wolves in Front, Tigers in Back

Li Tianran carried Zhao Ling as they ran wildly through the mine tunnels.

Behind them, Song Qingfeng and his group's footsteps were disrupted by the branching of the mine tunnel.

As he turned into the right-hand side road, he faintly heard a sound behind him.

"Junior Brother Song, the elders have already set off, and the attack on the mountain is tonight. Running back would be suicide!"

Meanwhile, inside the mine.

Song Qingfeng stopped in his tracks, his face full of resentment.

All five of them were more powerful than Li Tianran, yet he still managed to kill two of them and cripple another.

Most importantly, Li Tianran actually managed to escape with Zhao Ling.

This made his face burn with embarrassment. Wouldn't his fellow disciples laugh their heads off if he wore it out?

The mine tunnel was quiet for a few moments.

Immediately, his communication jade slip began to hum.

A deeper voice came from the jade slip, but the last few words were pronounced very heavily.

"Qingfeng, attack the mountain immediately. Leave no one alive who escapes."

Song Qingfeng put away the jade slip and sneered, "No need to chase after them."

"Hmph, the three elders have already been mobilized, along with dozens of Qi Refining Ninth Level cultivators. Tonight, the Blood Spirit Sect will be wiped out of the Eastern Region. If he tries to escape, he'll just die somewhere else."

……

Li Tianran carried Zhao Ling as they emerged from the vent.

He looked back towards the mine, but there were no pursuers.

Go and attack the mountain?

Never mind, let's study the Blood Transformation Technique that Zhao Ling obtained first.

Zhao Ling asked from on his back, "Where are we going?"

Li Tianran lifted Zhao Ling up slightly: "Let's find a place to rest first."

He headed towards the Blood Spirit Sect.

"On the way back from Black Wind Mountain, we passed through the Rift Valley Black Market, a place where all sorts of people mingle."

Let's rest first and make plans when we've recovered enough.

As for our master, she probably won't have time to deal with us tonight.

Zhao Ling didn't waste any words: "Okay, I've got the Blood Transformation Technique. I'll study it later."

Two hours later.

The Rift Valley Black Market.

The two took out bamboo hats from their storage bags and put them on. Zhao Ling had recovered a lot on the way and was able to walk on her own.

However, he was still very weak and had no fighting ability.

The two arrived at the mouth of the valley, but did not hear the usual shouts and abacus sounds.

Instead, a muffled, mixed buzzing sound came from within, like a large group of people talking at the same time, but no one daring to speak too loudly.

As soon as we approached the valley entrance and went inside, we heard people talking loudly.

"The Heavenly Sword Sect is really serious this time. There are three outer sect elders, two at the peak of the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, and one second-tier array master."

This force could annihilate the Blood Spirit Sect! The formation would be broken in an instant, and the entire sect slaughtered in the blink of an eye!

"I heard that Elder Chen is leading the team, and he's declared he'll erect a sword monument on Blood Burial Plains and erase the name of the Blood Spirit Sect from the Eastern Region!"

"This battle is a foregone conclusion. The Blood Spirit Sect only has three Foundation Establishment cultivators and very few evil cultivator disciples, as they have all been used for refining medicine and pills."

Since Han Li, that demoness, failed to complete her puppet, Ma Rou's numerous poisonous beasts couldn't withstand a single sword strike from a Foundation Establishment elder.

What else can that madman Wang from Blood Cauldron Peak do besides alchemy? The Blood Spirit Sect will be wiped out of the Eastern Region tonight.

"Do you think that after the Heavenly Sword Sect wipes out the Blood Spirit Sect, they might take the opportunity to wipe us out as well?"

The righteous cultivators have disliked this black market for quite some time now.

"Damn it, let's retreat tomorrow. I don't want to be buried with the Blood Spirit Sect."

I heard people talking about it.

Zhao Ling glanced at Li Tianran beside her and found that he had no reaction.

The two continued walking forward.

The atmosphere on the street was restless, with every cultivator discussing the Heavenly Sword Sect's attack on the Blood Spirit Sect.

Li Tianran led Zhao Ling to the base of the wall: "Wait for me a moment."

Zhao Ling leaned against the wall, closed her eyes, and didn't say anything.

He turned into the main street.

The streets were much quieter than usual; most of the stalls had been cleared away, leaving only a few vendors packing up their goods while cursing.

A rogue cultivator was squatting by the roadside, muttering to his companion, "Everyone from Black Wind Mountain ran away yesterday, we should hurry up and leave too. We don't even know if this black market will still exist."

Another chimed in: "Where to go? This is the only black market within a hundred miles."

"If the Heavenly Sword Sect really wipes out the Blood Spirit Sect, this place will eventually be absorbed by the righteous sects, and then rogue cultivators won't even have a place to set up their stalls."

"You're still thinking about setting up a stall?"

A rogue cultivator who had just finished packing up his stall sneered: "Elder Chen of the Heavenly Sword Sect was suppressing bandits in Black Wind Mountain back then."

He discovered a secret passage that a small sect had hidden for three months in a single day, and blew it up along with the sect members, leaving no survivors.

He declared that he would erect a sword monument, meaning that the territory of the Blood Spirit Sect would henceforth be under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and the black market would have to cater to the righteous path.

If you ask me, we should retreat now if we can, instead of waiting for the Heavenly Sword Sect to free up their resources to wipe us out.

Someone asked, "Won't the Blood Spirit Sect have a backup plan? After all, it's an old sect."

"A backup plan?"

An old man selling goods at a stall scoffed.

"The Heavenly Sword Sect has a Golden Core expert in charge, while the Blood Spirit Sect has none."

They don't even need Golden Core cultivators; a few late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators could easily wipe out the Blood Spirit Sect.

Li Tianran walked past them without stopping.

The one-eyed old man's shop was still lit up.

The one-eyed old man was packing goods from the counter into boxes when he looked up and saw it was him. He snorted, "It's you again?"

"Asking for a sip of water."

The old man tossed him a water bag, leaned against the counter watching him drink it, then glanced at the group of people still talking on the street outside, and at Zhao Ling standing by the wall.

"Your friend is badly injured."

"Give me a bottle of top-grade healing pills."

"Nourishing Essence Pills, twelve pills, four hundred spirit stones per bottle!"

One-Eyed threw over a bottle of pills.

Li Tianran did not haggle; he placed the spirit stones on the counter.

The one-eyed man's gaze lingered on Li Tianran's gray-black hair for a moment: "Why does your hair look so gray today?"

They didn't ask any further questions.

"You heard it too, the Heavenly Sword Sect is serious this time."

Three Foundation Establishment elders, two mid-stage peak experts, one formation master, and dozens of elite disciples at the eighth or ninth level of Qi Refining. This battle is a foregone conclusion.

As he packed up his things, he muttered, "I've run this shop for over ten years, and this is the first time I've had to close it down because of war."

It's not that I'm cowardly, it's that I'm afraid of being mistaken for an accomplice of the Blood Spirit Sect.

"If the Heavenly Sword Sect were to take down the black market while they're at it, my old bones couldn't withstand a single sword strike from a Foundation Establishment elder. And who knows if the Rift Valley Black Market will even exist in the future."

Li Tianran took the pill and turned to leave.

Fifteen minutes later.

Inside the inn.

Zhao Ling had already taken a healing pill, and her breathing was slowly returning to normal.

He frowned and sat cross-legged to the side.

He was looking at the Blood Transformation Technique that Zhao Ling had obtained!

The mnemonic is incomplete! The solution is complete!

He had just circulated his spiritual energy according to one of the methods, but the blood in his body remained completely still.

"As expected..." Li Tianran sighed.

He already had a plan in mind.

The old witch Han Li must have altered the blood essence; there's no way she could have left any loopholes.

Zhao Ling's trip was a waste of time, and she almost lost her life.

After a moment's thought.

Li Tianran tried out the half of the Blood Transformation Technique given to him by Ma Rou.

The blood-binding agent finally loosened a little; it's working!

Zhao Ling remained silent.

After Li Tianran finished testing the two jade slips...

She said helplessly, "That rogue cultivator said before he died that the master's blood essence was modified and there is more than one way to resolve it."

What can't be used is unusable; even if it can be used, it can't be completely eliminated.

Zhao Ling continued, "Should we go back to the sect?"

Li Tianran pondered.

If he doesn't reply, Old Demon Han could detonate the Bloodlust at any moment.

Going back would mean facing dozens of Qi Refining Stage 9 cultivators from the Heavenly Sword Sect blocking the mountain gate; going back would be like walking into a trap.

Li Tianran thought for a moment and put both jade slips into his pocket.

"We'll go to the outer perimeter first. When the Heavenly Sword Sect attacks the mountain, Old Demon Han won't be able to take care of us."

Find an opportunity to enter the mountain gate, devise a way to enter her secret chamber, and find the complete solution.

Given the current situation, the sect probably won't be able to hold out for much longer.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ling

She jumped off the bed, her cold face bearing the resolute determination to die.

Let's go!