After Transmigrating into a Book, the Trash Substitute Tamed the Cultivation World Chapter 146

Chapter 146: Blood Contract

Quan Xinghai originally planned to drain these people of their spiritual energy, gather it within himself, and swiftly shatter the barrier so that he could be the first to seize the sword.

He had patiently waited for the right moment, finally waiting until the last layer of the barrier showed a crack. Little did he expect that at the critical juncture, Feng Shi would actually break free from his Forbidden Spell!

Without Feng Shi, the remaining few were nothing but trash!

Quan Xinghai’s eyes instantly turned blood-red, but he forcibly maintained his facade, wanting to cast the curse on Feng Shi once again.

How could Feng Shi let him succeed a second time? He sneered, his sword-fingers turning. Immediately, the Quan Xinghai before him violently clutched his heart, his bloodshot eyes widening as he let out a dry cough.

When Quan Xinghai had absorbed his spiritual energy just now, he didn’t realize that Feng Shi had concealed sword qi within it.

With his main body hindered, the absorption of spiritual energy was also forcibly interrupted. Elder Lin and the other two had nearly been sucked dry; their cheeks and eye sockets had all sunk in, and entirely drained of strength, they plummeted from mid-air toward the ground.

The sect disciples who were originally standing guard below immediately crowded around them.

As for Quan Xinghe, his gaze had involuntarily followed Quan Xinghai from the very beginning. After noticing the abnormal state of Elder Lin and the others, his hands and feet instantly went cold, and his whole body trembled slightly.

The state these few men were in was almost identical to his own…

Could it be that, just as Feng Shi had said, his brother really did it?

But…

Why?

Quan Xinghe didn’t even dare to breathe too heavily. His eyes burned hotly, and tears fell uncontrollably.

Quan Xinghai was injured. As his younger brother, he ought to step forward and help, but he couldn’t force himself to move a single step no matter what.

The subtle clues he had previously ignored now surfaced in his mind uncontrollably.

One by one, piece by piece, they told him that the strictness he thought his brother had towards him in the past was merely disgust.

He closed his eyes and raised his hands to clutch his hair, almost stubbornly trying to find proof in his mind that his brother didn’t hate him, even just a little bit.

But there was none.

His brother’s smiles were fake.

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His brother’s encouragement was fake.

The cultivation methods his brother gave him were also fake…

Everything that had once been whitewashed shattered, exposing the true face that Quan Xinghe had always refused to acknowledge.

After so many years, how could he possibly not have felt it?

But, that was his biological brother!

He had never dared to doubt…

Only now, the mirror surface had been shattered single-handedly, piercing him until he was dripping with fresh blood. He could no longer pretend not to see.

Quan Xinghe’s eyes were terrifyingly red. He even thought pathetically that it would be fine if he simply turned into a handful of dust, a phantom shadow, or a wisp of breeze right here and disappeared forever…

Meanwhile.

Only Feng Shi and Quan Xinghai remained at the barrier.

With a flick of Feng Shi’s finger, Quan Xinghai felt a piercing pain. Gritting his teeth, he demanded, “You… what did you do to me!”

Feng Shi raised his hand and casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Lips curling, he said, “Elder Quan, I wanted to ask you the same thing.”

“What did you do to me, Elder Lin, and the others?”

As he spoke, he looked at the three old men below who couldn’t even lift their hands, shaking his head and clicking his tongue. “They were already struggling; now they’ve completely turned into scrawny dogs.”

Sweat beaded on Quan Xinghai’s forehead. Feeling as if his entire heart were being squeezed in someone’s grasp, he finally threw caution to the wind regarding his reputation and yelled, “What nonsense are you spewing!”

Feng Shi sneered. “Still not admitting it? You’ve been dead for three days, but your mouth is still stiff.”

“Using a Forbidden Spell to siphon other people’s spiritual energy is a heinous crime against nature. Pretending any longer is useless!”

As soon as these words were out, the area below completely boiled over.

The disciples’ faces were filled with shock and indignation, while Old man Lin was so angry he nearly choked on his breath.

“Elder Quan actually did such a thing? Is it true?”

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“What’s a Forbidden Spell? Has anyone ever heard of it?”

“Why care about that? Siphoning other people’s spiritual energy is absolutely not the conduct of the righteous path! For Quan Xinghai to commit such a heinous act just for a sword, he truly deserves to die!”

Listening to the discussions of the people below, Quan Xinghai’s face became incredibly ugly.

The dignity he had worked so painstakingly to maintain was actually destroyed by a single sentence from Feng Shi!

“No! Everyone, do not listen to this Liu Yi’s nonsense. The one who cast the Forbidden Spell was clearly him! Him!” Quan Xinghai said, clutching his heart as he coughed up a mouthful of blood. “I have labored in the cultivation world for decades and hold the position of an Elder. How could I possibly do such a thing? Everyone, do not be deceived by this scoundrel!”

“Yeah, Elder Quan is injured, while that disciple surnamed Liu is not only perfectly fine but is even laughing over there. Could it be that he really is a thief crying ‘stop thief’?”

“Indeed, Elder Quan is so righteous; we should believe him this once!”

Feng Shi lowered his eyes and sneered.

He had never intended to rely on these ordinary fools to bring down Quan Xinghai. Bringing his gaze back, he flicked his fingertips once more while simultaneously summoning a talisman to slap onto the barrier.

Amidst his pain, Quan Xinghai saw through his intentions. His face turned purplish-red in a panic. “All disciples, hear my command! Quickly stop him! Do not let the thief take the Yanluo sword!”

Just as his words fell, a deafening explosion rang out in his ears, and his body was sent flying backward.

Before anyone could react, the barrier had shattered!

The power of the explosion was incredibly widespread; almost the entire underground palace shook. A massive hole was torn open at the very top, and huge chunks of stone plummeted down, smashing onto the jade coffin.

Amidst the rustling smoke and dust, Feng Shi sent a telepathic transmission to Shen Songhe: “Xiao He, hurry!”

Receiving the transmission, Shen Songhe flew over without a second of hesitation.

Just as he neared the Yanluo sword, his fingers only a hair’s breadth away from touching the blade, a figure suddenly lunged at him from the side.

Shen Songhe’s gaze tightened. He hurriedly twisted his body sideways and drew his sword to block.

However, because everything happened so suddenly, he was completely caught off guard. With insufficient strength gathered, he was knocked backward.

On the other side, Feng Shi was entangled by a group of sect disciples.

Facing these people, he knocked them all out without a word. Turning his head, he saw that Quan Xinghai had somehow broken free from his bindings and was now standing in front of Shen Songhe.

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At this moment, Quan Xinghai’s hair was disheveled, and eerie black runes had surfaced on his skin. With a crazed smile, he reached out toward Yanluo, appearing to have completely lost his mind.

Seeing this, Feng Shi vanished in a flash, grabbing Shen Songhe’s hand and teleporting to arrive right in front of Yanluo ahead of time.

The longsword was slumbering. Without hesitation, Feng Shi lowered his head, took Shen Songhe’s index finger into his mouth, and bit down to draw blood, then dripped the blood onto the blade.

The drop of blood fell and was instantly absorbed by the blade.

“No—” Quan Xinghai’s ear-piercing shriek rang out beside them.

Feng Shi lifted his eyelids and smiled in satisfaction. But then, a flash of white light blinded his vision. By the time he regained his senses, the surrounding scenery had shifted; he and Shen Songhe had arrived in a completely different place.

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