The abandoned cannon fodder girl's path to immortality

Chapter 309 Blood-Handed Old Demon!

'call out!'

The next instant, a blood-red figure soared into the sky from behind the horde of monsters.

The figure moved with incredible speed, leaving a long, bloody trail in the night sky as it hurtled towards Flowing Sand City.

Before the person even arrived, an overwhelming stench of blood permeated the air, causing the cultivators on the city wall to turn pale upon smelling it.

"The Bloodhand Demon!" someone cried out in alarm, their voice filled with undisguised fear.

The blood-red figure stopped twenty feet above the city wall, revealing a gaunt middle-aged man.

He wore a dark red Taoist robe, embroidered with ferocious skull patterns, which fluttered in the night wind.

His face was pale and emaciated, his cheekbones were high, and his eyes were sunken, but his pupils were unusually bright, like two burning flames of blood.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie..."

Bloodhand Old Demon let out a piercing laugh, his gaze sweeping across the city wall before finally settling on the Sand Scorpion Alliance cultivators under Iron Rock's command.

"You little brats from the Sand Scorpion Alliance, do you still recognize your grandpa?"

Tie Yan's face was ashen, and the veins on his axe-wielding hand bulged.

"Bloody Hand Demon! How dare you come to Flowing Sand City!"

"What's there to be afraid of?" Bloodhand Old Demon grinned, revealing a mouthful of blackened teeth.

"Your Sand Scorpion Alliance has imprisoned three disciples of my Blood Fiend Sect. Do you expect me to pretend I don't know?"

After he finished speaking, his gaze suddenly shifted and landed on Jiang Yi, who was standing on the city wall.

"Huh?" A flicker of bloodlust flashed in his eyes.

"This kid's aura... is it that old ghost Xuan Yinzi's? No, the aura is extremely weak... Interesting, very interesting."

Under that gaze, Jiang Yi felt a chill rise up his spine, as if he were being stared at by a venomous snake.

He gripped the Flame Emperor Sword tightly, its blade shimmering with crimson light as it resisted the invisible pressure.

"Boy, what's your connection with Xuan Yinzi?" Blood Hand Old Demon asked with great interest.

"He chose you as the vessel? Which one are you? Jiang Yi or Yan Shuo?"

Jiang Yi didn't answer, but just stared at him coldly.

"You won't talk, huh?" Bloodhand Old Demon wasn't annoyed.

"It's alright. Once I catch you, I'll search your soul and find out everything."

After saying that, his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

The next instant, a blood-red claw shadow appeared in front of Jiang Yi, moving so fast it seemed to break through the limitations of space.

clang!

A deafening clang of metal clashing rang out.

Although Jiang Yi reacted extremely quickly, blocking with his sword the instant the claw shadow appeared, the power of the blood-red claw shadow was astonishing, directly sending him and his sword flying, crashing heavily into a stone pillar on the inner side of the city wall.

The stone pillar shattered with a crash, and Jiang Yi spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning deathly pale instantly.

"Huh? You managed to block one of my claws, not bad." The Blood Hand Demon's voice carried a hint of surprised approval.

"It seems that old ghost Xuan Yinzi's judgment is somewhat correct."

Then, his figure flashed again, and he grabbed at Jiang Yi with another claw.

This time, his claws went straight for Jiang Yi's face, the five jet-black fingernails gleaming with a faint bloody light, clearly containing deadly poison.

Jiang Yi gritted his teeth and tried to raise his sword to block, but the sharp pain in his chest slowed his movements by half a beat.

Just as the blood-red claw shadow was about to grab Jiang Yi's face, a zither melody exploded in the night sky.

"Boom--!"

The sound of the zither transformed into a solid, moon-white blade of light, slashing at the Blood Hand Demon's claw shadow from the side.

A flash of blood-red flame appeared in the Blood Hand Demon's eyes. His claws shifted slightly, and with a backhand grab, he actually shattered the light blade.

"Hmm?" He turned his head and his gaze fell on the woman in green sitting cross-legged on the flying shuttle, thirty feet above the city wall.

"Mid-stage Golden Core? Heh, that little dragon just now died from your sonic attack, right? Interesting."

Chen Jinshu's eyes were sharp as his fingertips danced lightly across the strings. The music flowed out like water, carrying an invisible power to calm the soul, which quietly seeped into the Blood Hand Demon's sea of ​​consciousness.

Bloodhand Old Demon frowned slightly, his figure swaying in mid-air.

"Soul-suppressing sound?" The contempt in his eyes faded slightly, replaced by a hint of seriousness.

"You, a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator, are actually able to influence my soul. It seems you do possess some real skill."

'Ding ding dong—'

Chen Jinshu did not answer. His fingertips moved faster and faster on the strings, and the sound of the zither changed from gentle to rapid, like a rainstorm hitting banana leaves. Dense sound blades shot towards the Blood Hand Demon like a sudden downpour.

Bloodhand Demon sneered, his palms conjuring up streaks of blood-red shadows in front of him, blocking all the sonic blades.

"Blood Fiend Palm!"

With a low shout, he thrust out both palms simultaneously, and a blood-red giant palm phantom condensed in front of him, carrying an overwhelming stench of blood, and slammed down fiercely towards Chen Jinshu.

Before the bloody palm even arrived, a nauseatingly pungent smell of blood assaulted the senses.

The monks on the city wall turned pale upon hearing this, and some even bent over and vomited.

Chen Jinshu's expression was solemn, and he placed both hands on the strings at the same time, his fingertips trembling slightly.

"Shang Xian - Break!"

She suddenly flicked her hands, and a beam of moon-white light, more solid than ever before, shot up from the zither and collided violently with the blood-red giant hand.

boom--!

A deafening roar exploded in the night sky.

The crimson giant hand and the moon-white pillar of light exploded simultaneously, turning into countless crimson light spots and moon-white fragments, blooming into a magnificent yet dangerous firework in the night sky.

The violent energy shockwaves spread in all directions, causing the torches on the city wall to sway wildly, and several cultivators who lost their footing were thrown off.

Chen Jinshu groaned, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, his hand gripping the strings trembling slightly.

"Late stage of Golden Core... truly lives up to its reputation."

Her gaze was fixed on the Blood Hand Demon, which allowed her to gauge his strength. She knew that if she used her full strength, she would be at least as strong as him.

Bloodhand Old Demon is also not having an easy time.

Although he blocked the sonic attack head-on, the power of the soul-suppressing force still invaded his soul, causing his sea of ​​consciousness to tremble slightly and his vision to blur for a moment.

He shook his head, forcibly suppressing the discomfort, and looked at Chen Jinshu with a serious expression.

"What a soul-suppressing sound." He licked his lips, revealing a cruel smile.

"It's been a long time since I've suffered a loss at the hands of a cultivator of the same level. What's your name?"

Chen Jinshu did not answer, but silently adjusted his breathing to recover the spiritual energy he had just consumed.

"It's alright if you don't want to tell me." Bloodhand Old Demon chuckled.

"Once I've arrested you, I'll have plenty of time to question you."

In the blink of an eye, his figure disappeared again.

This time, he didn't attack Jiang Yi, but went straight for Chen Jinshu. His speed was astonishing, leaving a long, bloody afterimage in the night sky, like a blood-red shooting star.

Chen Jinshu's pupils contracted slightly, and he plucked the strings with both hands, producing another sound wave.

"Feather String - Shatter!"

'Knock knock—!'

The sound of the zither transformed into a cone-shaped sound wave, shooting precisely towards the blood-red afterimage. But the Blood Hand Demon seemed to have anticipated this, his body suddenly twisting in mid-air, dodging the sound wave and appearing above Chen Jinshu's head.

"Blood Fiend Palm!!"

He unleashed both palms simultaneously, the two blood-red palm shadows like two crimson mountains pressing down on Chen Jinshu.

With nowhere to hide, Chen Jinshu had no choice but to pluck the strings with both hands at the same time, producing a long, continuous sound wave that transformed into a huge moon-white light shield in front of him.

boom!

The crimson palm strike landed on the light shield with a loud bang.

The light shield trembled violently, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on its surface.

Chen Jinshu felt a tremendous force surge towards him, and he and the shuttle were thrown backward, flying dozens of feet through the air before regaining his footing.

She looked down and saw that her chest was stained with blood.

A sweet taste rose in her throat, and another mouthful of blood gushed out, but she forced it down so that the cultivators on the city wall below wouldn't see her disheveled state.

"Senior!" Jiang Yi exclaimed in surprise.

"Don't come any closer!" Chen Jinshu shouted, stopping Jiang Yi who was about to rush over to help.

"Hold the city walls!"

She took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the surging blood and qi within her body, and sat up straight again, her fingertips gently brushing across the strings.

'Jingle bells!'

This time, her music was no longer a rapid, aggressive sound, but a long, melodious tune, as if pouring down from the heavens, carrying an indescribable sense of desolation and bleakness.

She had used "Zhou Tian Xing Yue Yin - Overture" once when she was besieging the Ice Soul Dragon Whale, and that performance almost exhausted her spiritual power.

This time, her cultivation level had advanced from the early to the middle stage of the Golden Core realm, and the power of her music was now several levels stronger than before.

The moment the piano music began, the air within a radius of a hundred feet seemed to freeze.

The low-level demonic beasts that were attacking the city suddenly stopped, as if they had been frozen in place by some invisible force.

Even the cultivators on the city wall felt an invisible pressure pressing down on their hearts, making it difficult for them to breathe.

Bloodhand Demon's figure paused slightly in mid-air, his eyes widening slightly.

"What kind of music is this?" For the first time, a hint of surprise appeared in his voice.

Chen Jinshu did not answer, her fingertips continuing to wander across the strings.

The music grew more and more distant, more and more ethereal, as if it were trying to draw one's soul out of their body and drift it into the depths of the distant starry sky.

Bloodhand Demon felt his soul waver slightly, as if it were being pulled away from his body by the music.

He was startled and quickly circulated his inner energy to stabilize his mind. A hint of fear appeared in his eyes as he looked at Chen Jinshu.

"Good technique." He muttered to himself, crossing his palms in front of him. A dense blood-red light surged around him, transforming into a blood-red shield that enveloped his entire body.

"But you're only at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm, let's see how long you can last!"

He suddenly stepped into the void, his whole body like a blood-red cannonball, crashing straight into Chen Jinshu.

A cold glint flashed in Chen Jinshu's eyes, and he pressed down hard on the strings with both hands.

"Zheng—!"

The music suddenly exploded, and a sound wave several times stronger than before surged out from the Star Moon Ancient Qin, like an invisible tsunami, crashing head-on towards the Blood Hand Old Demon.

The Blood-Handed Demon pushed forward with both palms, and the giant blood-red palm reappeared, colliding fiercely with the sonic tsunami.

boom!!!

An even more powerful explosion erupted in the night sky.

The violent energy shockwave sent rubble flying from the city wall, and some cultivators with lower cultivation levels were directly shaken, bleeding from all seven orifices and falling unconscious.

Chen Jinshu's body jolted violently, and he spat out another mouthful of blood, which splattered onto the surface of the zither.

Her face was ashen, and her fingers, gripping the strings, were trembling slightly.

Bloodhand Demon also retreated several feet, a trickle of black blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Chen Jinshu with a mixture of surprise and admiration in his eyes.

"You're the first person to injure me, a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, with your mid-stage Golden Core cultivation." He grinned, revealing a mouthful of black teeth.

“I admire you greatly. If you are willing to join my Blood Fiend Sect, I will forgive your past mistakes and guarantee that your status within the sect will not be lower than that of a core disciple.”

Chen Jinshu slowly raised her head, looking at him calmly, her voice weak yet still firm:

"Thanks for the invitation. However, I have no interest in the demonic path."

"You don't know what's good for you." Bloodhand Old Demon wasn't angry, he just shook his head.

"Since that's the case, then I'll have no choice but to send you on your way."

As he spoke, a surge of crimson light emanated from his body, clearly indicating that he was about to unleash an even more powerful method.

Just then, an anxious shout came from below the city wall:

"Old devil! I've released your sect's disciples!"

Bloodhand Demon was taken aback and looked down.

Tie Yan was seen standing at the foot of the city wall, carrying three Blood Fiend Sect disciples who were bound tightly.

The three were all dressed in the dark red robes of the Blood Fiend Sect, and their cultivation levels ranged from the mid to late Foundation Establishment stage. At this moment, they were being carried by Tie Yan like chicks, their faces filled with terror.

"What do you mean by this?" Bloodhand Old Demon narrowed his eyes, a dangerous glint flashing in them.

"If you dare to lay a hand on them again, I'll twist their heads off!" Tie Yan said viciously, his giant axe already pressed against the neck of a Blood Fiend Sect disciple.

Bloodhand Demon was silent for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter:

"Good! Good tricks! Threatening me with disciples of my Blood Fiend Sect, Tie Yan, you've really grown bold!"

"Very well. Since that boy is unharmed, I will step back for now. However..."

He pointed at Chen Jinshu, then at Jiang Yi on the city wall:

"I'll remember you two. There will be a long time to meet again."

The next instant, he stomped his foot and transformed into a streak of blood-red light, shooting towards the western horizon.

Chen Jinshu watched the crimson streak of light disappear into the night and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She put down her guqin, feeling utterly exhausted, and slumped onto the flying shuttle, panting heavily.

"Senior, are you alright?" Jiang Yi's voice came from below, filled with deep concern.

"It's alright." Chen Jinshu waved his hand, his voice weak but still relatively steady.

"It's just that the exertion was too great; a few days of recuperation will do the trick. You... are very good; being able to withstand two of his attacks has already exceeded my expectations."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yi felt a slight pang of sadness, but he forcefully suppressed the emotion and simply clasped his hands tightly, saying, "It's all thanks to your protection, senior!"

"Let's not talk about this anymore." Chen Jinshu forced himself to sit up and glanced at the cultivators who were leaning and staggering on the city wall.

"The beast tide should recede by now. Clean up the battlefield, take stock of the casualties, and then... go back and get a good night's sleep."

As she spoke, she urged the Azure Phoenix Chasing the Moon Shuttle to slowly descend onto the city wall.

As soon as her feet touched the ground, she took out a cyan pill from her storage bag and swallowed it. After closing her eyes and regulating her breathing for a while, her complexion regained some color.

"Go ahead, go help clean up the battlefield." She opened her eyes and waved to Jiang Yi.

"I'll just sit for a while."

Jiang Yi nodded, then turned and walked towards the wounded soldiers on the city wall. (End of Chapter)