Cultivation of immortality by toad starts with cultivating demons

Chapter 2031 The White Tiger's Trail, Crimson Blood Ancestor

Mo Fan suppressed his anxiety, handed the talisman sword back, and secretly transmitted his voice to Yun Rou, "Rou'er, don't worry, I will definitely find Senior Bai."

Although the Lin family hasn't found anything, this might not be a bad thing. At least it proves that Senior Bai didn't end up in those large mining areas and is most likely still alive!

Upon hearing this, Yun Rou nodded imperceptibly, but the worry in her eyes remained deep, and she was still unable to completely put her mind at ease.

After waiting a while longer, the results of the Wu family's investigation finally arrived.

Wu Qilin took a communication talisman and sensed it with his divine sense for a moment. At first, he frowned and looked troubled, but then his eyes lit up and he looked happy. He quickly said to Mo Fan, "Senior, there is news!"

"what?!"

Mo Fan suddenly stood up, his heart pounding with excitement, and quickly asked, "Have you found Senior Bai?"

"Uh...no, not at all."

Wu Qilin was taken aback at first, then quickly added, "Although we haven't found Fellow Daoist Bai Xiaosu in our Wu family's mines, one of our disciples saw a figure resembling Fellow Daoist Bai Xiaosu in the Duozhe Mountain area!"

Duozhe Mountain?

A glint of light flashed in Mo Fan's eyes. He instantly retrieved all the maps and location information about the Azure Dragon Domain in his mind and quickly locked onto the location of Duozhe Mountain.

Located east of the northern desert plains, adjacent to the mining area controlled by the demon race, it is a dangerous and chaotic area with miasma everywhere.

"Could you bring over the disciple who saw Senior White?" Mo Fan asked eagerly.

"Of course!"

Wu Qilin nodded hurriedly, then immediately took out another communication talisman and quickly sent a message, ordering the disciple to come to the main hall immediately.

Soon after, a middle-aged cultivator, looking travel-worn, strode into the main hall.

He was dressed in the Wu family's standard attire and his cultivation was at the Saint Emperor realm. As soon as he entered the main hall, he prostrated himself on the ground, his head pressed tightly against the ground. He didn't even have the courage to raise his head. His body trembled slightly, clearly because he was greatly frightened by the pressure from the group of Saint Venerables and Half-Step Great Saints in the main hall.

"This humble cultivator greets the Ancestor! Greetings to all seniors!" The middle-aged cultivator's voice trembled slightly as he respectfully bowed.

"Don't be nervous, get up and come forward to talk." Mo Fan's voice was calm, yet it carried a calming power.

"Yes!"

The middle-aged cultivator felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He carefully stood up, head down, and quickly walked to Mo Fan, still not daring to look him in the eye.

"This is Senior Mo, the savior of my Wu family," Wu Qilin said in a deep voice. "You must answer whatever Senior Mo asks you truthfully, without any concealment or deception. Otherwise, you will be severely punished according to the clan rules!"

"Yes, Ancestor! I would never dare to utter a single falsehood!" The middle-aged cultivator nodded hurriedly, then mustered his courage and looked up at Mo Fan, his eyes still full of tension.

"I ask you, have you ever seen this cultivator?"

As Mo Fan spoke, he once again channeled his Yuan Power, condensing Bai Xiaosu's figure in the void with clear details, indistinguishable from the real person.

"Hmm...I think I've seen him before..."

The middle-aged cultivator stared at the figure, his eyes hesitant and his tone uncertain.

Upon hearing this, Mo Fan frowned, and Wu Qilin shouted sternly, "What do you mean by 'seems familiar'? Have you seen it before, or not? Tell me the truth!"

"This...this...I..."

Upon being reprimanded by his ancestor, the middle-aged cultivator was terrified, his words becoming increasingly stammering and his nerves tightening.

"Don't be nervous, I'll know once I examine your memories."

Mo Fan didn't bother to ask any further questions. As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful divine thought suddenly shot out from between his brows, like an invisible sword, instantly invading the middle-aged cultivator's sea of ​​consciousness.

The cultivator's memories were complex and chaotic, mostly consisting of trivial matters from daily cultivation and missions.

Mo Fan patiently searched through the vast amount of fragmented memories. Fortunately, Bai Xiaosu's ascension was not long ago, and that scene was still relatively clear in his memory.

Mo Fan quickly found the key image.

On that day, the middle-aged cultivator received a mission from his family to go to the vicinity of the Ascension Platform in the Duozhe Mountain area to "guide" those from the lower realms to ascend.

The so-called "guidance" is just a nice way of saying it; in reality, it's about capturing newly ascended cultivators whose foundations are not yet stable and forcibly taking them to the mining area to do hard labor.

Before he even reached the Ascension Platform, he saw two figures speeding across the sky, one in front of the other, in what appeared to be a life-or-death chase.

The one being chased was Bai Xiaosu, dressed in white with a handsome face. At this moment, his aura was unstable, clearly indicating that he had only recently ascended and had not yet fully adapted to the laws of the spirit world.

His pursuer was a cultivator dressed in a blood-red robe, surrounded by a thick aura of blood and malevolence, whose attacks were ruthless and deadly.

The moment Mo Fan saw the blood-robed cultivator, his divine sense jolted, and a sense of familiarity surged into his heart.

It was this blood-robed cultivator who was lured to the lower realm by the Immortal-Seeking Incense, his ferocity reaching the heavens, claiming he wanted to sacrifice the entire lower realm in blood.

He was then killed by Bai Xiaosu, but it was after that Bai Xiaosu completely disappeared, leaving only a wisp of remnant spirit.

Therefore, Mo Fan had a deep memory of this blood-robed cultivator.

"It seems that what the White Tiger Saint King killed back then was not this cultivator's true form, but an avatar..."

Mo Fan slowly withdrew his divine sense, his brows furrowed. He kept recalling the scene when the blood-robed cultivator descended to the lower realm, muttering to himself, "That's right, that guy seemed to have called himself... Crimson Blood Ancestor?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a fierce glint flashed in Mo Fan's eyes, and his aura instantly turned icy cold, as if the temperature in the hall had dropped several degrees.

He turned to look at Wu Qilin and Lin Yuan, and asked in a deep voice, "Do you know anyone as the 'Crimson Blood Ancestor'?"

"The Crimson Blood Ancestor?"

Upon hearing this, all three were taken aback, then frowned and looked thoughtful, clearly unfamiliar with the name.

Just then, Shen Fengyao, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke, her tone somewhat solemn: "Young Master, I know this person."

The Crimson Blood Ancestor was a rogue cultivator of the demonic path, with a perverse and ruthless nature, and had committed numerous evil deeds.

It is said that he was once an elite disciple of Haoran Academy, with extraordinary talent and a promising future. However, for some unknown reason, he later betrayed the academy and was hunted down by Haoran Academy.

Unexpectedly, not only did he not die, but his cultivation level increased significantly. He then turned around and hunted down the disciples of the Haoran Academy, slaughtering them for hundreds of years. In the end, he completely annihilated the entire Haoran Academy. The cruelty of his methods was appalling!

She paused, then added, "This person has an extremely bad reputation among the rogue cultivators in the Azure Dragon Domain. He has made countless enemies and hides in various secret realms for many years to avoid being hunted down by his enemies. His whereabouts are mysterious, so not many people know about him."

My sister and I ventured into some secret realms years ago in our quest for revenge, so we had heard a little about this person.