Demon Sect Cultivation: I Can Disable Debuffs

Chapter 51

Chapter 51: Spiritual Root Testing

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Zhang Chen said coldly, “I’m not interested in ordinary blood, only in refined blood.”

Hearing this, Huang Qi’s hand trembled and spilled some of the blood in the bowl. He asked nervously and cautiously, “Zhang… Senior Brother Zhang, what do you mean by that?””

“If you kill someone without testing their spiritual roots, what if these maids have spiritual roots? Then I would have suffered a loss for nothing.”

Although Zhang Chen disliked and disapproved of the two’s behavior, he was not a righteous swordsman. He only intended to use words to admonish them and make them restrain themselves.

Since the Blood God Sect had arranged for people of the same cultivation level to cooperate on missions and 10 personal disciples to patrol, they naturally did not want them to kill each other.

There were many maids and servants present. If he killed the two of them, the news would definitely spread and they might be punished by the sect.

He had long been mentally prepared for the actions of the demonic sect. Regardless of whether he had done evil or not, as a disciple of the demonic sect, his reputation was bound to be bad.

The scene of killing and drinking blood in front of him was probably playing out in other mortal cities.

“I know my mistake, Senior Brother.” Huang Qi quickly apologized and bowed.

Shen Rong also let go of the dying maidservant and bowed. “I will compensate Senior Brother with demon blood.”

“There’s no need.” Zhang Chen lost his appetite and stood up to leave.

In the city, constables and bailiffs were beating drums and shouting as they walked through the streets.

“Dang, dang, dang!”

“The immortal is accepting disciples. Everyone, go to the yamen immediately.” “Dang, dang, dang!”

“The immortal is accepting disciples. Everyone, go to the yamen immediately.”

The news of the immortal accepting disciples had already spread, and upon hearing it, most of the people in the city rushed to the yamen.

But there were also a few who didn’t go and instead hid.

“Father, why aren’t we going when the immortals are taking in disciples?” A young man asked with confusion.

“I know some people in the magistrate’s yamen, and I heard that the two immortals who came killed several people, drank their blood, and even took possession of the magistrate’s concubines. They call themselves immortals, but they seem more like demons,” the middle-aged man said with concern.

“But are we going to give up the opportunity to become immortal just like that?” The young man was a little surprised.

“I’m just afraid we’ll lose our lives if we go.” The middle-aged man sighed.

“Bang!” Just then, the door was kicked open.

The family was startled and quickly looked over.

Several constables rushed in aggressively, “The magistrate has ordered that everyone must go to the yamen for the immortals to take a look.”

“Constable Chen and I are close friends. Can you make an exception for us?

The middle-aged man quickly asked.

“Even if you’re Constable Chen’s father, you have to go!” The constable showed no mercy.

The middle-aged man didn’t give up and took out some silver, trying to bribe them, “We don’t want to become immortal..

“That’s not up to you. The magistrate has ordered that everyone in the city must go. If one person is missing, my whole family will be killed. Are you trying to harm my family?” The constable drew his sword.

“We’ll go, we’ll go.” The middle-aged man said helplessly.

“Let’s go to the next house!” The constables headed to the next house.

To ensure that everyone in the city came, the magistrate not only used drums and gongs to spread the news throughout the streets but also sent constables to search the whole city.

Men, women, old, young, even beggars were all brought to the yamen, and several wanted criminals were also discovered in the process.

Some people were looking forward to becoming immortal, while others were filled with worry and fear.

Outside the yamen, there were three tables, each with a blood-red bead.

These were the Spiritual Detection Beads that could detect spiritual roots.

Zhang Chen looked ahead at the crowd of people, squeezing onto the street, packed to the brim. He slowly said, “Let’s begin. Let each person come forward and touch the beads, one by one.”

“Yes.” The magistrate lowered his head and bowed to Zhang Chen, then turned around and confidently spoke to the people below, “Let the common people line up and come forward to touch the beads.”

Under the maintenance of numerous constables, the people were divided into three teams and came forward one by one to touch the Spirit-Detecting Beads.

The crowd in the back whispered, “What are they doing? Didn’t they say the immortals are taking in disciples?”

“The Immortals have their own reasons. We’ll just do as they say.” “Are the three young men behind the table the immortals?”

“I think so. Can’t you see that the magistrate is like a servant in front of them?” “If I can become an immortal, can I also order the magistrate around?”

“How dare you say that? Do you want to die?”

“I heard that there are two immortals. Why are there three?”

“I think another one came today.”

A person went forward and touched the Spiritual Detection Bead, but there was no reaction.

The second person also had no reaction, and neither did the third, fourth..

Each person’s expression was different: excited, expectant, confused, scared.

After seeing that there was no reaction from the Spiritual Detection Bead, some were disappointed, some were unwilling, and some were relieved. “It’s glowing, it’s glowing! Look, the beads on the table are glowing!”

“Wow! The beads are really glowing!” The crowd exclaimed in amazement.

It was not until the 170th person that the Spiritual Detection Bead in front of Zhang Chen finally glowed.

This was a 15 or 16-year-old boy who looked at the bead in his hand, emitting a bloody light, feeling scared and unsure.

Zhang Chen said calmly, “You have the fate of an immortal. Stand behind me.” The young man did not move. Instead, he looked to his parents for help. “Xiang’er, go. Stand behind the immortal master.” His parents were both happy and reluctant.

The young man named Xiang’er obediently walked behind Zhang Chen.

The testing of spiritual roots continued in an orderly manner. Not long after, the Spiritual Detection Bead in front of Huang Qi lit up, indicating that it had found another mortal with spiritual roots.

When they reached the 1140th person, an anomaly occurred.

It was a burly swordsman, holding a sword in his hand, exuding confidence and composure. He approached the probing spiritual pearl like an ordinary person and touched it.

“This is Guan Wei, the famous swordsman in the martial arts world!” someone recognized him.

The Spiritual Detection Bead did not light up, indicating that Guan Wei had no spiritual roots.

However, Guan Wei sneered, “Playing tricks. I want to see if you three are really immortals.”

As he spoke, Guan Wei drew his sword and thrust it towards Shen Rong, who was closest to him.

Guan Wei’s swordsmanship was excellent and his speed was fast, earning him the nickname ‘Meteor Swordsman’. Ordinary people couldn’t avoid it.

His reputation and powerful sword techniques were the basis of his confidence in attacking.

But Shen Rong smiled with bloodlust, raised his hand, and blood gushed out, transforming into a long spear.

“Thud…’

The blood spear pierced through Guan Wei’s throat before he even knew what had happened.

Guan Wei did not expect the blood to suddenly turn into a gun, as if he had bumped into it himself.

“Uh…” Guan Wei’s eyes were full of disbelief and regret. He opened his mouth, but couldn’t say a word.

The blood spear did not retract. Instead, it sucked Guan Wei’s blood like a straw.

“The blood of martial artists does taste better!” Shen Rong licked his lips with relish.

As they watched Guan Wei turn into a corpse, everyone couldn’t help but shudder..

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