Free Web NovelIn the Dijin branch of ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ the Demon Summoning Sect, within the dark space, the clear sound of wooden blocks colliding could faintly be heard from above.
The Hall Master of Blood Refinement, whose face was covered by a half-mask, along with representatives from various halls and high-ranking officials from the main altar, were all present, each with an enamel cup by their side, with goji berries floating on the hot water inside.
The Hall Master of Blood Refinement paused, cleared his throat, and said:
"Colleagues, leaders, in this meeting, I will primarily report on the operational status of this branch, and I welcome your guidance and suggestions."
"First, the sales of heavenly venerable brand instant noodles have surged recently, but their reputation in Dijin has declined. Furthermore, one production workshop was destroyed by a Great Yu Seventh Realm expert, Duke Gan, resulting in heavy losses..." freewebnσvel.cѳm
"So, the imperial court has begun to strictly investigate heavenly venerable brand instant noodles?"
A burly dark figure crossed his arms, and his displeased voice was, surprisingly, a delicate female one:
"I objected to mixing divine power powder into the instant noodles from the start. Now look, the imperial court is investigating, and I don't know who will make up for the lack of the power of all living beings."
The Hall Master of Blood Refinement snorted, "Yinyang Hall Master, please do not be sarcastic. The sluggish sales of heavenly venerable brand instant noodles are not because of the divine power powder."
"Then what is it because of?"
"Some business, copying us poorly, produced counterfeit products, leading to a proliferation of fakes in the market. Many people aren't buying the genuine article at all!"
The Hall Master of Blood Refinement's words fell.
The Demon Summoning Sect members were in an uproar.
"Those black-hearted merchants in Dijin are too rude!"
"In broad daylight, under a clear sky, this is simply lawless. Is no one going to do anything about it? Is the imperial court just sitting around doing nothing?"
"Damn it, according to Article 130 of the Great Yu Commercial Law, this is a serious infringement! The maximum sentence is ten years."
"What audacity, to dare compete with our Demon Summoning Sect!"
The Devil Heads were furious, their emotions running high.
Finally, they discussed secretly investigating the matter and apprehending the lawbreakers in one fell swoop.
Next, the Hall Master of Blood Refinement reported on other work.
"Due to the damage to instant noodle sales, the hall's financial situation has been worrying recently. To increase income, this Hall Master placed a heavy bet at the Qianjin Casino."
"The bad news is, I lost."
"The good news is, the Qianjin Casino has gone bankrupt, so the money doesn't need to be repaid."
"The infiltration of the Qianlong Assembly is progressing steadily. The special envoy from the Yin Yang Hall has successfully infiltrated the competition by borrowing Qu Songyun's identity..."
Hearing this, the Devil Heads all sat up straight.
No matter what, few cared about the Blood Refinement Hall, but infiltrating the Qianlong Assembly was related to the Blood God.
Every Ancestral God was a foundation of the Demon Summoning Sect.
The Hall Master of Blood Refinement took a sip of goji berry tea from his thermos, cleared his throat, and was about to speak.
Bang—
The door was suddenly pushed open with great force.
The entering cult member was stunned, scratching his head: "Where is everyone?"
"Don't people from your Blood Refinement Hall know to knock before entering?" The Yinyang Hall Master's figure re-coalesced.
"That was close, I thought the imperial soldiers had broken in."
Luo Yexian crawled out from under the table.
"Making a mountain out of a molehill!"
The Hall Master of Blood Refinement wiped the hot water from his crotch and asked irritably, "You'd better have a good reason, otherwise I'll use you for alchemy!"
"The results of the Qianlong Assembly are out!" the cult member said, panting.
"What's so surprising about that!?"
"Isn't Jiang Yu always first every year? He has the True Dragon Body, the Dragon Sword Bone, and he's in Dijin. With people biased towards him, even a Fifth Realm expert would struggle."
"Jiang Yu lost!"
"Right, I was just saying..."
The Demon Summoning Sect members suddenly froze, realizing they hadn't misheard. It wasn't that Jiang Yu won, but that he lost. The hall suddenly fell silent.
Tan Zhuyin clenched his fist and asked, "Who defeated him? Was it Ying Bing?"
"It was Bingbing... uh, Han Xianzi..."
"If it was her, it wouldn't be impossible..."
"...her beloved, Li Mo."
"Can't you just finish your sentence in one breath!"
The Hall Master of Blood Refinement felt humiliated, with an urge to slap the other party to death.
"Li Mo? How is that possible?"
"He uses a sword!"
The Demon Summoning Sect members did not think highly of Li Mo. After all, the value of God Hammer Little Overlord was evident, as Han Zhen could silence anyone with a single hammer.
They just looked down on Li Mo's swordsmanship.
"It's absolutely true! I have a Mirage Wall as proof!"
As the cult member spoke, he took out a crystal wall. After injecting true essence, a scene appeared within it.
"I came down first, I lost."
The scene showed Li Mo lying in Ying Bing's arms, with dog food flying everywhere, and the entire audience was silent.
Now the Demon Summoning Sect branch was also silent.
"He's the one who defeated Jiang Yu? Did he make Jiang Yu explode from overeating?"
"I'll refine you!"
"Hall Master, calm your anger, I made a mistake..."
The cult member fiddled with it a bit before the image became normal.
Watching the scene of ten thousand swords in the sky, shaking the Eight Wildernesses Six Harmonies Seal, the Demon Summoning Sect members remained silent for a long time.
The Hall Master of Blood Refinement and the Yinyang Hall Master both looked at Li Mo's figure with burning eyes.
After the meeting, he and the Yinyang Hall Master slowly rose.
Not long after.
Their figures appeared in a teahouse on the same street as Buyun Tower.
A woman had already poured three cups of tea and was waiting there. It was Qu Songyun, who had lost to Jiang Yu today.
Having participated in the entire Qianlong Assembly, she showed no signs of fatigue.
"Greetings, two Hall Masters."
"Did you see Li Mo's sword technique today?" The Hall Master of Blood Refinement asked directly.
"Lord Blood God told me that it is not a technique, nor is it a sword technique."
Qu Songyun shook her head.
"What kind of martial art can draw upon the power of all living beings..." the Yinyang Hall Master murmured.
The Hall Master of Blood Refinement frowned, "You say it's a sword technique, but I see shadows of other martial arts in it, yet it's clearly performed with the Celestial Human Divine Sword."
"But even the method of 'Observing Oneself as a God' left by the Ancestral God can only absorb the power of all living beings; it cannot control it as if it were an arm."
"Even if he practices a Supreme martial art, it's still too..."
At this, although Qu Songyun hadn't spoken, a voice suddenly rang out:
"What is strange is not the martial art, but he himself."
"The Dragon crosses the Dragon Gate, the Celestial Human City appears, prepare early."
The two suddenly realized that it was the Blood God who had directly spoken to them, unlike the usual transmission of divine decrees.
Did this also mean that this time, the Blood God would no longer stop at sending people to the Celestial Human City, but planned to descend personally?
