Something's wrong with this demon.

Chapter 30

"Haha, Brother Luo thinks too highly of me."

Chen Ju quickly chuckled and gave a few perfunctory replies.

"I don't have any money; I'm planning to buy on credit."

Then they immediately changed the subject and started talking about the girls in the building.

Luo Qingchen naturally refrained from mentioning it again.

The two patrolled around the courtyard wall for a while before returning to the building.

"Then I won't disturb Brother Luo and Miss A-Yun's reunion."

Chen Ju seemed afraid that he would bring up the matter of borrowing money again, so he quickly left after returning to the building.

Luo Qingchen went up to the second floor and first patrolled the rooms. After finding nothing amiss, he went to the corner of the corridor and continued to rest with his eyes closed.

As for A-Yun, he did not go there again.

In this perilous environment, he cannot get too close to anyone.

Nothing happened that night.

After daybreak, he greeted Chen Ju and then went back to the backyard.

After finishing the delivered breakfast, I continued my cultivation.

The remaining medicinal energy in the body must be refined as soon as possible.

After he left, Chen Ju walked around the first floor again. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he went up to the second floor and quickly disappeared into a room at the end of the corridor.

"That guy isn't taking the bait at all; neither seduction nor threats are working. What should we do?"

"Hmph, that kid is indeed very shrewd; no wonder he's survived this long. But I'm not in a hurry right now. I just had a medicinal bath yesterday. I'll think of something else after a while."

"Then what you promised me..."

"Don't worry, once you help me break through to the Blood Exchange Realm, I'll find a way to take you up there."

"Hmph, you'd better not lie to me! If you dare to lie to me, I'll tell everyone what you did to those customers!"

"Hehe, I couldn't have done it if it weren't for you. Don't worry, we're in this together. If we die, we die together; if we fly, we fly together."

The conversation in the room quickly stopped.

When Chen Ju emerged from the room and his face disappeared into the shadows of the corridor, the ingratiating smile on his face gradually turned cold.

Three days later.

The medicinal energy within Luo Qingchen's body was finally fully refined.

Within his body, the cultivation progress has increased to [150/1000]!

Although the speed doesn't seem slow, there's still a long way to go before breaking through to the Blood Exchange Realm.

At this point, only 15% of the blood in his second reserve blood bar remained.

There's only one chance left for the medicinal bath.

This is far from enough for him.

He needs more blood and more medicinal baths to break through the Blood Exchange Realm more quickly.

Others can wait, but he cannot.

He used the worst materials to repair the Ten Soul Banner, but he didn't know just how bad they were.

Whether it can last for six months or not, no one can guarantee.

Therefore, he must go up there as soon as possible, select better materials, and completely repair the Ten Soul Banner.

Otherwise, he would always feel uneasy.

Moreover, only by quickly breaking through to the Tongqiao Realm can he see his sister's soul with his own eyes and truly confirm that his sister is right beside him.

But where can we get fresh blood?

He could have bought it if he had the money, but he didn't have any money, and in addition, he was heavily in debt.

Even his soul was mortgaged.

Therefore, he now only has one path to take.

That's bloodsucking.

"Blood sucking..."

As he left the room, he ate the steamed buns brought by the maid while pondering to himself, his gaze involuntarily drifting towards the houses of Wang Long and Wang Hu.

The building has been calm and peaceful these past few days.

While everyone else was busy with medicinal baths and cultivation, Wang Long and Wang Hu seized the time to heal their injuries and recuperate.

Both of them were in good physical condition, and being cultivators with access to good wound medicine, they were able to go out with a limp by yesterday evening.

However, both of them were still very weak.

It will probably take at least a month to fully recover, since so much blood was drawn that night.

"Even so, if the two of them fight together, they shouldn't be underestimated..."

Luo Qingchen slowly withdrew her gaze.

Only then did he suddenly realize that he had unknowingly transformed into the likeness of "Chen Ju" and had unconsciously begun to covet the blood of other living people.

"Actually, this is what a normal member of the Demonic Sect should be like."

He thought to himself.

"Brother Luo!"

Zhang Jiu's voice suddenly came from the stone bridge not far away.

Luo Qingchen swallowed the last piece of steamed bun, composed himself, and was about to greet them when Zhang Jiu called out, "Brother Luo, hurry up and go to the front, Senior Brother Tian is here and says he wants to see you."

Tian Feng?

Luo Qingchen's heart skipped a beat, and she thought to herself: What is he doing here? Not even half a month has passed yet, is he going to come again...?

"Senior Brother Tian will probably be coming to collect blood again."

Zhang Jiu stopped at the bridgehead and looked at him with sympathy.

Luo Qingchen's pupils contracted, but she didn't show any other emotion on her face and silently walked over.

"Why……"

Zhang Jiu sighed and followed behind him, muttering, "It's only been a few days, and they're already taking blood again. They really don't treat people like human beings. Luckily, we are cultivators, and our physiques are stronger than ordinary medicine people. Otherwise, with such frequent blood draws, we would probably have already fallen ill and died."

Luo Qingchen remained silent and did not speak.

Zhang Jiu glanced at him and asked with concern, "Brother Luo, you haven't fully recovered from the last blood draw, have you?"

Luo Qingchen paused for a moment and nodded slightly: "I'm still a little weak."

"Why……"

Zhang Jiu sighed again, his tone full of helplessness and sorrow.

Luo Qingchen quickly arrived at the front yard.

Tian Feng, dressed in a black robe, stood in the same spot as before. Upon seeing him, he said directly, "Come here. Your master needs some more blood."

As he spoke, he took out a dagger and a blood bowl.

Luo Qingchen lowered her head and walked closer, paused for a moment, and said respectfully, "Master, I had my blood drawn a few days ago, and I'm still feeling a bit dizzy and lightheaded. Could... could I have it drawn a few days later?"

Zhang Jiu watched him from the corridor not far away.

Sun Ping and two other girls in the building were also watching him from the window in the lobby on the first floor.

It seems there are people peeking out from the windows on the second floor as well.

The air seemed to fall silent for a moment.

Tian Feng's previously indifferent gaze suddenly turned icy, and his tone became cold as well: "What does your dizziness have to do with me? I came down the mountain today to collect blood. If you're unwilling, fine, then I'll just take your flesh and skin directly. What do you think?"

Luo Qingchen lowered her head, extended her arm, and said respectfully, "This disciple is willing."

Tian Feng stared at him with cold eyes for a while, then stretched out the dagger in his hand and slashed his wrist.

Crimson blood gushed out and flowed into the blood bowl below.

A strong stench of blood permeated the morning air.

There were many figures and many eyes around, but at this moment, everyone was silent.

Luo Qingchen lowered her head and remained silent.

The bowl was quickly filled with blood.

This time, Tian Feng did not sprinkle hemostatic powder on his wound. He put away the blood bowl and turned to leave.

As he reached the gate, he suddenly turned back and said, "I heard you even sold your soul? Remember, everything you own, except your soul, belongs to me, Tian Feng. If there's a next time, you should know the consequences of what I said today."

Having said that, he strode away.

Luo Qingchen stood there for a while before slowly pulling down her sleeve and walking towards the backyard.

His face was pale and his legs were weak.

After walking a distance, he swayed and leaned against a large tree for support, resting for a while before continuing towards the backyard.

Before he knew it, Chen Ju, Wang Long, Wang Hu, and others appeared not far away, watching him coldly.

"Oh, how pitiful..."

Someone sighed.

But in the eyes of many others, there was a look of greed, like that of someone seeing prey.