[END] Will Eternal

Chapter 310: Du Xuemei Offers Greetings, Lord Blood!

A Will Eternal – Chapter 310

Chapter 310: Du Xuemei Offers Greetings, Lord Blood!

Bai Xiaochun's jaw fell. For many years now, the monologue moments that flicked the arm have always been a great pride. No one has ever bothered him. With wide eyes, he stared at the head of the little green turtle that came out of his bag.

"Damn, you're still in the bag !?" As he grabbed his hand to grab the turtle, the turtle rolled its eyes, stuffed its head back inside, and disappeared.

Bai Xiaochun was furious. The little turtle was truly a disaster for him. Every time he thought about how it provoked that enormous golden crocodile, his head started to ache.

However, despite his seething anger, he could not find the turtle no matter how it looked. Gritting her teeth, she decided to start using a new handbag. After replacing the contents, he threw the old one out of the city.

"If you're so awesome," he said angrily, "let's see you get out of this one!" As soon as those words came out of his mouth, the head of the little turtle emerged from the bag he had just held and looked at Bai Xiaochun with disdain.

“Given you just gave Lord Turtle a new home, I'll come into play. Go ahead and worship! "

Bai Xiaochun felt like he was about to start crying. After a long while, he sighed and resigned himself to the fact that he could do nothing against the little turtle. With that, he looked around in annoyance at the other cultivators of the Spirit and Bloodstream Sect as they flowed into the city and began to take the cultivators of the Great Stream Sect into custody.

As for the monkey and the rabbit, Bai Xiaochun looked around for quite a while, but could not find any clues as to where they were going. Even Bruiser had disappeared now that the city had fallen ….

"I made the monkey and the rabbit .." he thought sadly. It was really a strange situation, and suddenly he could not help but rethink all the other small animals from behind in the Spirit Stream Sect.

Immediately, the remains of the Pill Stream Sect flowed from the other side. The mixed emotions could be seen when they saw his compatriot who had given into the Profound Flow Sect. At the same time, they obeyed the instructions of the Spirit and Bloodstream Sect as their sect was absorbed into the alliance.

The patriarchs of the Profound Stream Sect, especially the Evil Patriarch, were not magically sealed. Instead, the obedient ancestors and ancestors calmly accepted their surrender.

When it came to lower rank cultivators, the Spirit and Bloodstream Sect had their ways of ensuring that they were accepted by the alliance.

Bai Xiaochun did not need to help with anything. He only watched as the cultivators of the Spirit and Blood Stream Sect excitedly and enthusiastically cheered and continued their work. Now that the war was over, it was possible to say that the Lower Reach east cultivation world had truly been united!

All that was needed now was a little time for the Lower Reaches to build up strength, and then they could line up to challenge the Sky River Court!

Bai Xiaochun had been the center of attention during the battle, and now, he was like the sun shining on the Spirit and Bloodstream Sect. Everyone looked at him with passion and respect. As for the female disciples, strange rays could be seen in their eyes, which made Bai Xiaochun feel extraordinary. He quickly put aside the matter of the little turtle, and just enjoyed the moment. Assuming the pose of an important person of the Senior generation, he started to take a walk in the city.

Every time he met a cultivator he knew, he would smile and nod. As he passed by, an endless stream of "Greetings, Junior Patriarch" could be heard

Finally, Bai Xiaochun was not happy to find that he was actually not the only person who became very famous during the war. There was another person from the Pill Stream Sect that everyone was talking about ….

She was none other than the beautiful Chosen Chen Manyao!

Although she had a strong cultivation base, and was skilled in strategy and tactics, what most people noticed was her spectacular beauty. Due to the semi-transparent veil she was wearing, it was impossible to tell the extent of her good looks, but even still many people would stare at her with a heartbeat.

At one point, Bai Xiaochun looked up, annoyed, to see a group of disciples swarming around him. Suddenly, he looked at her, his eyes cold and icy.

The look given to him made him feel even more irritated than before.

“The base of his cultivation is not as deep as mine, and his position is also not as high as mine. The technique was incompatible, and the background could not be compared. What is amazing about her !? ” After some thought, he was also sure that he was not as handsome as him either. He widened his eyes, and he looked away. Laughing and chatting, he led the group of cultivators away.

Bai Xiaochun snorted coldly. At this moment, the night had arrived, and he was beginning to wonder about his friends, such as Xu Baocai, Big Fatty Zhang, Hou Yunfei, and Third Fatty Hei. He learned that some had been injured, or even fainted from exhaustion, but none had perished. Sighing in relief, he expressed his sincere gratitude to all the other disciples who had been with his friends in the various spell formations.

The other disciples of the various spell formations were deeply moved by his expression of gratitude, and their respect for him grew.

Finally he found some of the main elders of the two sects who sighed about how brutal the battle was. When Bai Xiaochun appeared, they smiled and started chatting. After making small talk, he asked about where Xuemei had been taken.

One of the Blood Sect flow elders winked consciously and said, "Xuemei was seriously injured during the battle. Although he was about to recover, he needed to spend some time in secluded meditation. Since he was an important disciple of the Bloodstream Sect, he would definitely be in the eastern part of the city, where the least damage occurred. Head over there, you should be able to find him. "

After determining Xuemei's location, Bai Xiaochun cleared his throat and continued to have empty chats before leaving and heading towards the eastern part of the city.

Along the way, he looked at the Spirit and the Bloodstream Sect taking over the remains of the city, and felt extremely happy. The more he thought about it, the more he realized that his decision back in the Luochen Mountains was the right one.

It was already possible to see that the disciples of the Spirit and Bloodstream Sect were starting to feel comfortable with each other. Bai Xiaochun was very pleased. Finally, he passed through the center of the city, where the treasure shop of the Profound Flow Sect was located. Although the sky was dark, there were still quite a number of cultivators there, busy cleaning up treasures. Suddenly, Bai Xiaochun's expression flickered.

"I remember hearing that the Sacred Pill Wall Fragment back in the Blood Flow Sect had been robbed from the Pill Stream Sect. Presumably, the other half remained with the Pill Stream Sect. Since the Pill Stream Sect was conquered by the Profound Stream Sect, I wonder if that wall fragment is in the treasure vault of the Profound Stream Sect …. ” After reaching this point in his thinking, Bai Xiaochun rushed to find the disciple in charge of cleaning up the treasure warehouse.

If anyone else were to ask about this matter, they would be immediately rejected. But Bai Xiaochun was different. The disciple in charge only hesitated for a moment before nodding and helping Bai Xiaochun search for the wall fragments. He even escorted her to his own warehouse and handed over the wall fragments in person.

The only stipulation was that a note should be kept that Bai Xiaochun had taken out a fragment of the wall. Bai Xiaochun did not mind at all. Gleefully receiving the wall fragment, he began to study it.

Of course, he did not go into a trance, but only did a cursory examination. Almost instantly, he was able to tell that this fragment of the wall would help him to advance by leaps and bounds in his skill in Dao medicine.

"I wonder if I can finally try to concoct the River Refusing Pill?" Shaking his head, he put down the fragments of the wall, bowed deeply to the disciple in charge, and then continued his journey to the eastern part of the city.

By the time he arrived, the moon had already risen high into the sky. This area of the city did not receive nearly as much damage as the other parts, and was also much quieter. Only occasional cultivators could be seen, most of them on guard duty. Anyone of them who saw Bai Xiaochun would immediately hold hands as a greeting.

After wondering, Bai Xiaochun determined where Xuemei lived. His heart started beating a little faster. Without any hesitation, he headed in that direction, and immediately found himself in front of a type of residence referred to as a spirit residence.

It was not very large, but was surrounded by a flashing spell formation. Some of them were blood flow formations that absorbed blood qi from the area, which would allow cultivators inside the spirit to stay healed faster.

Stopping in front of the door, Bai Xiaochun took a deep breath. There were many things he wanted to ask Du Lingfei, but suddenly, he felt himself hesitating.

After thinking for a moment, he laughed.

"Regardless of anything," he thought, "he's my dog. Before, we were enemies, but now the two sects have become one. ” With that thought in mind, he stepped forward and grabbed his hand towards the door.

A gentle rumble could be heard as he sent strength to the spirit abode. He was just about to say something when the door opened. Xuemei appeared, his mask as usual. After looking at him for a moment, he softly said, "Du Xuemei offered a greeting, Blood Lord."

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