Eternal Life: I Rely on Fortune Points for Improvement

Chapter 578: Chapter 276: Bloodletting (Part 3)

Jiang Feng had already noticed that even the servant disciples on Yagu Peak were significantly bulkier and sturdier than those from other peaks.

At first, he thought it was due to their cultivation technique.

It wasn’t until last night, when he went to the cafeteria and ate a big pot filled with demon beast meat, that he realized the robust builds of people here had a lot to do with their diet.

According to Qu Yiguang’s explanation, he learned that in the Paper Garden, many demon beasts had to be bled every day—their blood was a key ingredient for improving the quality of talisman paper.

Demon beasts left bloodless would be sent to the kitchen, so every disciple on Yagu Peak got to eat hearty demon beast meat daily, which made their bodies and qi blood much stronger than disciples from other peaks.

This naturally drew envy and resentment from disciples of other peaks.

And it pushed them to refine even more talismanic seals for use by the disciples of Cyan Cloud Sect.

"Thank you, Brother Zhou. I’m new here, this is just a little token of appreciation from your junior."

Jiang Feng took out a bag of spirit stones and placed it in Brother Zhou’s hand.

He knew that the so-called ’finishing touch’ was to drop demon beast blood onto the talisman paper. Compared to grinding and drying, this job was indeed easier.

"No need to be so polite, little brother. We’re all disciples under Master Changyun—unity is most important. If you have any questions, just ask me."

Brother Zhou’s full name was Zhou Quan. Like Qu Yiguang, he was at Qi Condensation Perfection Realm. With Jiang Feng’s bribe of a bag of spirit stones, he was just as enthusiastic as Qu Yiguang toward him.

He personally instructed Jiang Feng on how to apply the finishing touches to the talisman paper. Jiang Feng, like a true beginner, watched with absolute focus, remembering every stroke and brush, then joined several other disciples in smearing demon blood onto sheets of paper.

Time flew by.

It’s been a month since Jiang Feng sought sanctuary in Cyan Cloud Sect.

During this month, Jiang Feng checked his Fortune Point changes every single day.

What drove him to despair was that his Fortune Point grew very slowly—the total only reached six million six hundred sixty-six thousand by now, and at this speed, it was far from escaping danger.

In fact, it felt more like he’d gotten trapped in a deeper cycle of peril.

He considered leaving Cyan Cloud Sect, getting away from Changyun, but unexpectedly heard from Qu Yiguang that the moment he entered Cyan Cloud Sect and received his identity token, the sect had created a soul token for him, infusing it with a wisp of his aura.

If anything happened to him, the soul token would shatter and send an alert, notifying the sect that he had perished.

If he went missing outside and didn’t return, the sect experts could use the aura on his soul token to pinpoint his approximate location, find him, and ensure he could receive aid and be brought back.

This was a benefit for every disciple of Cyan Cloud Sect.

But for Jiang Feng right now, it was like a life-ending talisman.

If Changyun harbored ill intent toward him, no matter how far he ran, they could still locate him through the aura on the soul token. Even if the Qinglong Cauldron could shield his aura from tracking, he’d be living in constant anxiety.

So if he wanted to leave, he had to get his soul token back, or destroy it outright.

That’s why, this whole month, Jiang Feng had been thinking of ways to retrieve his soul token.

"Jiang Liu’er."

An outer sect brother was calling Jiang Feng.

"Hey, I’m coming!"

Jiang Feng hung up a piece of talisman paper that had just been smeared with demon blood, then jogged over to the brother.

"Senior Brother Jingyang just sent over a Six-tailed Blood Wolf King. Go draw the blood from the Wolf King. Remember, the blood of a Six-tailed Wolf King is extremely hot. Be careful not to scald yourself, and do not waste a single drop."

The brother instructed.

"Uh... I’m afraid I’ll mess it up."

Jiang Feng immediately sensed something was wrong.

He knew Senior Brother Jingyang—it was that beam of white light he saw the day he’d just arrived at Cyan Cloud Sect. The guy was immensely powerful and super popular at the sect; tons of female disciples were crazy about him.

The demon beasts sent to the Paper Garden were often killed and sent by him.

All the brothers in Paper Garden admired him deeply.

Jiang Feng envied his strength too—if only he had that kind of cultivation, those Mad Blade Martial Arts Hall bastards wouldn’t have been able to do anything to him.

Rumor had it Wu Jingyang’s Foundation Establishment Base was ’Earth Dao’.

In the whole Cyan Cloud Sect, there were supposedly fewer than ten disciples with an Earth Dao Foundation, which shows how favored Wu Jingyang was in the sect.

But others being powerful was their own business.

Jiang Feng had dealt with Wolf Kings before.

The one in Dragon Capital Underground Palace—if it was still there—was a Three-tailed Blood Wolf King, and even after reaching Foundation Establishment Realm, Jiang Feng hadn’t gained the upper hand against the Three-tailed Wolf King.

Now Wu Jingyang actually brought in a Six-tailed Wolf King—the power of that Wolf King could only be imagined. Regardless of how Wu Jingyang killed it, having to bleed out this Six-tailed Wolf King now, Jiang Feng felt threatened—whoever killed it didn’t matter.

"If you can’t do it, get lost. Yagu Peak doesn’t feed freeloaders!"

The brother said bluntly.

Jiang Feng was a bit speechless.

This guy was He Riwei—it wasn’t the first time he’d made things hard for him. According to Qu Yiguang, He Riwei had always wanted to become a disciple under Changyun, but was never favored. He’d been working in the Paper Garden for years, stuck in an awkward position.

Learning that Jiang Feng was Master Changyun’s new disciple, he got jealous and would give him trouble every now and then.

"Doing it or not?"

He Riwei demanded.

"I’ll do it!"

Jiang Feng took the knife He Riwei handed over and walked towards the blood pool. In the well-cleaned pool lay a Six-tailed Wolf King, the entire place brimming with flames, and all the disciples nearby were drenched in sweat.

Jiang Feng extended his spiritual sense to the Six-tailed Blood Wolf King.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

He heard the sound of bloodlines awakening.

It came from that very dead Six-tailed Blood Wolf King.