YM778.TV Chapter 67 Young Master, did I do well? I
1- Yino wanted to test out the effects of the Mother Goddess of Life\'s [Blood and Bone Tempering] blessing that he had just received through the sacrifice.
Back at Ranmo Peak, Yuyan had already mentioned that she would be going to the Northern Snow Mountains. So with the battle at the camp turning into a bloodbath, the thick stench of blood in the air would inevitably attract Yuyan who was nearby.
Therefore, Yino timed his actions based on when Yuyan was about to arrive. This way, he could take advantage of the chaos to fish in troubled waters without fear of truly encountering any danger if he slipped up.
This was also precisely why Yino had promptly acted to save Yunjin earlier.
If he hadn\'t intervened and let Yunjin get injured, triggering the jade pendant\'s protection mechanism, then Yuyan nearby would have been able to instantly arrive on the scene within three seconds.
If that happened, and Yuyan wiped out all the cultists with a single sword strike, then Yino would have lost this perfect opportunity to practice Blood and Bone Tempering while taking advantage of the chaos.
In fact, Yino\'s plan was indeed very successful.
Amidst the turmoil, after several twists and turns, he managed to successfully kill two cultists with lower cultivation levels.
Using the cultists\' corpses, Yino also practiced a few of the Full Moon Sect\'s evil arts from the original game.
The experiment was very successful. Yino drained the life essence from these cultists\' bodies and further strengthened the effects of [Blood and Bone Tempering] through a simple [Sacrifice].
Right now, Yino felt he was in peak condition!
He originally had mid Foundation Establishment cultivation. Coupled with the pills his aunt had fed him to unleash his bloodline, plus the Mother Goddess of Life\'s Blood and Bone Tempering, as well as the Resonance Blessings from the Nine-Colored Deer and Yunjin... Yino now felt like he was stacked with all kinds of buffs.
He might even be able to attempt to kill a Core Formation stage cultivator above his level!
Not only that, but the daily special training at Ranmo Peak had also developed Yino\'s muscle memory. Now on the battlefield, Yino almost didn\'t need to think. His body instinctively followed the sword techniques Yuyan taught him to dodge and counterattack.
The proficient swordsmanship combined with multiple buffs not only made his sword techniques more lethal, but even when dodging, he felt the opponent\'s movements had slowed down!
In just a moment of fighting, Yino had single-handedly helped eight Wuji Sect disciples block the cultists\' pursuit.
"You guys go first!"
"I\'ll hold them back. go find Senior Sister Yunjin to heal."
Even during the battle, Yino naturally didn\'t forget to conveniently earn himself some Reputation points.
Seeing the cultists being held back, those disciples all gratefully nodded to Yino before scattering and fleeing in a panic towards the rear.
Yino\'s iron sword had long been blunted from chopping.
But it didn\'t matter. The ground here was littered with the corpses of Wuji Sect disciples. He could just casually bend down and pick one up to freely swap weapons.
On the other side, several cultists who had caught up stopped in front of Yino. They sneeringly cracked their wrists and stretched their muscles—
"Brat, that Chen was just beaten up by us. Now it\'s your turn to try to gain the upper hand?"
Seeing more and more cultists surrounding him, Yino didn\'t respond. He simply picked up a brand new iron sword from a corpse by his feet.
He lifted the long sleeve of his sword-wielding arm, causing the spiritual veins beneath his deltoid to bulge with green veins.
A moment of silence in the air. Then, a blood-red pattern began spreading along his arm. At the same time, a dangerous aura also swirled into existence.
"W-What!!?"
The many cultists widened their eyes, momentarily unable to wrap their heads around it.
Crack, crack, crack...
In just a moment, as the blood-red patterns spread, Yino\'s forearm had already been covered in black and red scales, resembling an eagle\'s talon that could crush through anything.
These blood-red patterns continued extending from his fingertips, even equipping that originally ordinary iron sword, causing its blade to become sinister and chilling.
"This scent is familiar, right? It was just forged at the Altar."
"I spent several hours back then to pluck these [Scales of Life] from the breeding worms to temper this..."
Yino laughed coldly and lowered his left arm, once again covering this ominous arm-armor with his long robe.
In the midst of his laughter, his pupils also faintly reflected a sinister red light. His gaze towards the cultists was filled with undisguised greed, as if looking at a pile of fresh and delicious life ingredients.
At some unknown point, the tides had turned.
Yino took a step forward, and the cultists actually retreated a step.
"Could, could it be that you\'re the one the lady mentioned just now..."
In a flash, the cultists seemed to recall the human youth the fox demoness had mentioned earlier.
Now it made sense why they had never discovered him!
After all, who the hell would have thought that a righteous Wuji Sect disciple would also perform sacrifices? And be even more favored by the Mother Goddess of Life than them, these proper Full Moon Sect followers. He even enthusiastically and freely taught them how to please the Mother Goddess!
This completely defied common sense!
He actually understood the Mother Goddess\' tastes better than the Full Moon Sect followers who studied sacrifices daily!
And now, judging from the unfathomably sinister red eyes of this youth, this kid might look gentle and refined on the surface, but was probably also a Full Moon Sect\'s head priest who had killed countless in private!
"Damn it! brothers don\'t panic,!"
"There are more of us! No matter how good he is, he can\'t grow three heads and six arms, right?!"
The tall and burly leading cultist roared angrily and charged forward, swinging his blood scythe.
Under his lead, the many cultists also pounced.
The melee erupted in an instant. Several flying scythe blades charged back and forth through the crowd, splattering blood everywhere.
Yino\'s figure flashed through the crowd like an afterimage. The many cultists chased after him, swinging their blood scythes and chopping for a long time. Finally, amidst an angry roar, they vaguely realized something was wrong.
"Stop! Don\'t chop blindly!"
A sharp-eyed cultist hurriedly called for a ceasefire.
Everyone stopped fighting and saw the tall and burly cultist kneeling on one knee in front of the crowd, drenched in blood and gasping for breath.
And hooked into the flesh of his left and right shoulders were two flying scythes, with black blood continuously flowing down his arms and dripping onto the ground.
The crowd was startled and hurriedly traced the scythes\' iron chains with their gazes, making eye contact with two cultists in the crowd.
"S-Sorry..."
"Accidental friendly fire..."
The two cultists glanced at each other and hurriedly retracted their blood scythes.