There was a large field in the White Lotus Sect. This field was part of the training grounds of one of the outer disciple factions there. This faction was called the Blue Faction.
As the blue faction of the outer disciples of the White Lotus sect continued their training on the big field, Garrick kept a close eye on his students. Garrick was also an outer sect disciple, but he was trusted to be the leader of the blue faction, one of the five factions of outer sect disciples.
Garrick's shout echoed across the field as he led the training, pushing his students to their limits. When one of the students failed to execute a stance properly, Garrick grew angry and kicked the student's leg, telling him to practice again.
But Garrick's ears suddenly twitched on their own. Garrick's intuition was strong and he knew something was coming.
From the distance, Garrick heard footsteps approaching. It seemed that one of the teams from the blue faction that was on duty had returned. However, something felt off to Garrick. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but he sensed that something was wrong.
As the team drew closer, Garrick saw that they were carrying an injured comrade. The disciple's face was pale, and he was barely conscious. Garrick rushed over to them, his heart pounding in his chest.
"What happened?" he demanded. "Who did this to him?"
The disciples looked at each other nervously before one of them spoke up. "It was the Eye-Collecting Demon," he said. "We encountered him on patrol, and he was too powerful for us to handle. We barely managed to escape with our lives."
Garrick's face darkened. He had heard rumors of the Eye-Collecting Demon's attacks on nearby villages, but he had never expected to encounter him so close to the White Lotus sect.
Even Garrick knew about the rumors. The man liked to destroy the eyes of the people he fought with and it was a cruel technique.
Garrick himself was not a good person, but the thought of such an eccentric fighting style still made Garrick a little tense.
As Garrick listened to Ugar's report, his mind raced with thoughts of how he could use this situation to his advantage. He knew that the Eye-Collecting Demon was a formidable foe, but he also saw an opportunity to prove himself and gain more influence within the White Lotus sect.
"Tell me more about the demon's abilities," Garrick said, his eyes narrowing. "What kind of attacks does he use? How does he move? What are his weaknesses?"
One person came from behind the crowd. He was actually the leader of the expedition, but he deliberately stayed behind for fear that the Eye Collecting Demon was still chasing them. This man was named Ugar.
Ugar hesitated for a moment before answering. "He's incredibly fast and agile," he said. "He can dodge attacks with ease and strike from unexpected angles. His strength is also far beyond that of a normal human. As for weaknesses, I'm not sure. We were barely able to hold our own against him."
Garrick nodded, taking in the information.
"Then what about the fighting style?"
Ugar shuddered at the memory.
"That guy fights with a crazy style. But one thing is for sure, his attacks are indeed only aimed at his opponent's eyes" said Ugar who had fought against the Eye Collecting Demon before.
Garrick's eyes widened in surprise. "Interesting. That could be useful information. We need to find a way to exploit that weakness."
After Ugar left, Garrick entered his house, where a naked female disciple was waiting for him. She was one of his most loyal followers, a woman who became one of the information-gathering agents for Garrick.
"I have a plan," Garrick said, his voice filled with excitement. "If I can defeat the Eye-Collecting Demon, I will be rewarded with a prize to become a disciple in our sect. And with that influence, I can rise through the ranks quickly and gain more power and prestige."
The female disciple looked at him with admiration. "You are truly ambitious, Garrick. Is there anything I can do to help?"
"Or do I need to seduce one of the inner disciples to help you hunt down that Eye Collecting Demon?" the woman asked again in a sensual tone.
Garrick smiled, feeling a surge of confidence. "Good. I will need all the help I can get. This will not be an easy fight, but I am determined to emerge victorious."
"Then what's your plan Garrick?"
"First we need information, and after that we need additional power. You know I don't want to sacrifice my warriors in a fight that isn't clear?" asked Garrick with a cruel smile.
It seemed that Garrick needed someone else as bait to fight the Eye collecting Demon.
The woman seemed happy to hear Garrick's answer. After all, if Garrick was successful then the woman would also benefit. It was a win-win situation for both of them.
She was also one of his favorite partners in bed, and he could tell by the way she looked at him that she was eager to please him.
Garrick approached the woman and began to undress, his eyes never leaving hers. She smiled seductively and reached out to touch him, running her fingers along his chest and down to his waist. Garrick could feel himself growing hard at her touch, and he knew that he was in for a night of pleasure.
Garrick pushed the woman back onto the bed and climbed on top of her, kissing her deeply. The woman moaned in pleasure, wrapping her legs around him and pulling him closer. Garrick could feel her warmth and wetness, and he knew that she was ready for him.
Garrick began to move slowly, savoring the feeling of being inside her. The woman moaned louder, her body trembling with pleasure. Garrick could feel himself getting closer to the edge, but he didn't want to finish too quickly. He wanted to make this last as long as possible.
As they continued to move together, Garrick asked the woman what information she had managed to gather. She told him about the appearance of an artifact known as the Disk of Hell, a powerful weapon that was being sought by the inner disciples.
Yes, that woman was indeed told by Garrick to find as much information as possible. And not all information was obtained by inner students not all of it was obtained by outer students. So Garrick did need to use sneaky methods so that he could get important information as well.
Garrick's eyes widened in surprise. "The Disk of Hell? That's a powerful artifact. Do you know where it is?"
The woman shook her head. "No, but I know that the inner disciples are searching for it. They are looking for the hell disk for power and it is rumored that there is also a great rift between the student factions within the Hell disk."
The White Lotus Sect is indeed a bear, but a rift will obviously occur sooner or later because no one can stand being oppressed forever and the competition for power is very intense among the disciples of this sect.
Garrick nodded, his mind racing with thoughts. This was valuable information, and he knew that he could use it to his advantage. He continued to move with the woman, feeling a sense of satisfaction and power.
As they reached their climax, Garrick pulled out and ejaculated on the woman's face. She moaned in pleasure, her body trembling with satisfaction. Garrick could feel himself collapsing onto the bed, spent and satisfied.
Garrick smiled, feeling a sense of triumph. He had not only gained valuable information, but he had also asserted his dominance over the woman.
"The disk of hell, maybe I'll be made an inner disciple if I gift that thing to this sect" Garrick whispered softly.
Lucas had spent countless days and nights in the depths of the abyss, cultivating with every fiber of his being. His body and spirit had been pushed to their limits, but he refused to give up. He knew that the only way to protect those he cared about was to become stronger.As he sat in meditation, Lucas felt a sudden surge of energy coursing through his veins. He opened his eyes and saw that his hair had turned as white as snow. It was the effect of the ancient plant he had consumed, a plant that contained the Qi of a thousand years."Finally," Lucas muttered to himself. "I can feel the power within me."He stood up, feeling a newfound power in his spirit. He stomped his foot on the ground, and a hole appeared beneath him. He peered down into the darkness and saw what appeared to be an ancient graveyard.Suddenly, a monstrous creature emerged from the shadows. It was a swarm of thousands of black worms, each one emitting a poisonous smoke that threatened to choke the life out of him.
After absorbing the dark energy, Lucas felt an unusual lightness in his body. Unaware of the potential consequences, he continued to harness this energy to further lighten his form, using it to enhance his techniques.He had learned to lighten his body, allowing him to float effortlessly through the air and land silently on the roof of his wife's house. He knew what he would find inside, but he had to see it for himself.As he peered through the skylight, his suspicions were confirmed. His wife was in bed with two men, both of them outer disciples of the White Swan sect. Lucas felt a surge of anger and disgust, but it was quickly replaced by a cold, emotionless void. He had absorbed the Drk energy before coming here, and he could feel his humanity fading away.There was something peculiar happening to Lucas. He felt a slight twinge of pain in his heart, but it was instantly replaced by an overwhelming bloodlust. It seemed as though this was a consequence of his continuous use of dark
In the White Swan Sect, it was precisely in the territory where the outer disciples of the sect were located.Ugar's fists slammed into the rock with a fury that echoed through the White Swan sect's training grounds. Each impact sent a jolt of pain up his arms, but he gritted his teeth and pushed through it. He couldn't afford to be weak, not after what had happened with the Eye Collecting Demon.As he pounded away at the rock, memories of that fateful night flooded his mind. The demon had appeared out of nowhere, its grotesque form towering over him. Ugar had fought with all his might, but it was no use. He had been helpless against the demon's power.Ugar's breath came in ragged gasps as he continued to attack the rock, his fists moving in a blur. But no matter how hard he hit, the rock only cracked, never shattered. Frustration welled up inside him, mingling with the rage that still burned in his chest.Suddenly, a voice broke through his thoughts. "Ugar, what are you doing?"Ugar
Ugar leaped from branch to branch, his eyes scanning the forest below. The Eye Collecting Demon had vanished without a trace, leaving behind an unsettling silence that sent chills down Ugar's spine. He gritted his teeth and pushed himself harder, refusing to let the demon escape."Where are you?" he muttered under his breath, his eyes narrowing as he searched for any sign of movement.As he jumped, Ugar could feel the strain on his muscles, his Qi burning through his body at an alarming rate. He knew he couldn't keep this up for much longer, but he had to find the demon before it was too late.Suddenly, he felt a faint tug at the edge of his senses. It was subtle, almost imperceptible, but Ugar had been trained to detect even the slightest of disturbances. He followed the trail, his eyes narrowing as he honed in on his target."There you are," he murmured, his fingers curling into fists as he prepared to strike.But just as he was about to land his blow, he felt a searing pain in his
As Lucas and Ivy approached the village gate, they were greeted by the sight of villagers going about their daily chores. Lucas was particularly struck by the sight of a villager milking a goat, and a child carrying a pile of grass to feed her cattle. Strangely, Ivy also seemed taken aback by the scene, and Lucas couldn't help but feel a twinge of suspicion."Have you never seen this before, Ivy?" Lucas asked, trying to keep his tone light.Ivy tried to argue, but Lucas could tell she was hiding something. He kept his suspicions to himself, but he couldn't shake the feeling that Ivy wasn't who she claimed to be.Ivy's attention was soon drawn to the goats, and she asked the villager if she could try her hand at milking one. The villager agreed, and Ivy sat down next to her, her hands deftly squeezing the goat's teats. The girl watched in amazement as the milk flowed into the bucket.Lucas kept a watchful eye on their surroundings, but everything seemed normal. The villagers went about
Lucas threw the pebble at the phon leaves that night, hoping to scare off any potential threats lurking in the shadows. But nothing happened. The leaves rustled gently in the breeze, and the forest remained still. Lucas let out a sigh of relief and turned to Ivy."I guess it was just a hunch," he said, trying to shake off the feeling of unease that had settled in his gut.Ivy nodded, her eyes scanning the darkness around them. "We should find a place to rest," she said. "We've been walking for hours."They said goodbye to the group of people they had met earlier, who were still sitting around a fire, grilling chicken and laughing. Lucas couldn't help but feel a pang of envy as they walked away. He wished they could join them, but he knew they had to keep moving.They walked for a few more minutes until they came across a small clearing. In the center of the clearing was a large tree with sturdy branches that looked perfect for climbing."I'll check it out first," Lucas said.He climbe
Lucas tightened his grip on the collar of the man Ivy had caught lurking in the bushes near the river. The man's face turned red as he struggled to free himself, but Lucas was much stronger."Who are you and what are you doing here?" Lucas demanded, his voice low and menacing.The man looked up at Lucas with wide, frightened eyes. "I-I'm just a villager passing through," he stammered. "I was surprised to see the ultivator go to the village earlier and suddenly disappear. I was just curious, I swear!"Lucas's grip on the man's collar loosened slightly, but he was still suspicious. "What do you know about the ultivator?" he asked.The man swallowed hard. "I-I saw you pulling a corpse from under the river," he said. "It was the same cultivator that a strange little girl had brought to the forest earlier. I didn't mean to spy, I just happened to see it."Lucas's eyes narrowed. He had been wondering where the ultivator had gone, and now it seemed that the answer was not a good one. The fac
Lucas and Ivy had split up to cover more ground in their investigation. Lucas had a hunch that something was off about the vacant lot next to the house he had just inspected. He could feel a strange energy emanating from it, and his instincts told him that he needed to check it out.As he approached the lot, the energy grew stronger. Lucas focused his Qi and activated his Black Ice technique, enveloping the area in a layer of frost. Suddenly, he heard a crackling sound, and several strange talismans caught fire. The flames burned brightly for a moment before disappearing, revealing a small house where there had once been nothing but empty land.Lucas cautiously approached the house, his senses on high alert. As he peered inside, he saw that the walls were splattered with blood. He knew then that he had found the lair of a terrible cultivator."Who's there?" Lucas called out, his voice echoing in the stillness.There was no response, but Lucas could feel a malevolent presence lurking i
A deafening explosion ripped through the air, shaking the earth beneath their feet. The once lush and vibrant forest was now a smoldering crater, filled with plumes of smoke that choked the sky. The Patriarch of the Iron Blood clan stood triumphantly at the center of the destruction, his eyes gleaming with a twisted pleasure."Behold, the power of the Dragon God!" he roared, his voice echoing through the desolate landscape.The nearby village was in chaos, as the terrified villagers scrambled to escape the wrath of the Iron Blood clan. A man in the crowd stood frozen, his legs unable to move as he watched the monstrous figure approach. He was a human with a half-dragon form, a rare and feared breed in this world.The Dragon God's wings sent dust flying as he landed before the man, his eyes burning with a fierce intensity."Do you believe in God?" he asked, his voice low and menacing.The man nodded, his voice trembling as he replied, "I do.""And who is your God?" the Dragon God sneer
Near the thundering waterfall, the beautiful and petite Mei lay asleep, her short hair splayed out around her like a halo. She was a True Immortal, and as such, her senses were heightened. Suddenly, she bolted awake, her eyes snapping open as she felt a powerful aura approaching.Mei sat up, her heart pounding in her chest as she scanned the area for any signs of danger. That's when she saw him - a figure descending from the sky, his wings spread wide and his aura radiating like the sun. It was Lucas."Lucas!" Mei cried out, her voice echoing through the canyon. "What are you doing here?"Lucas landed gracefully on the ground, his wings folding behind him. "Mei, I need your help," he said, his voice urgent. "I've absorbed three Dragon Blood artifacts, and I need the Dragon Hearth that's hidden behind this waterfall."Mei's eyes widened in surprise. "But Lucas, I was assigned by my master to protect that artifact. It's too dangerous to fall into the wrong hands."Lucas nodded solemnly.
The air was thick with the metallic scent of blood, as the corpses of a hundred men lay strewn about the chamber. The Patriarch of the Iron Blood family stood amidst the carnage, his breathing heavy and labored. He had not anticipated the Virgin Tears artifact to be so difficult to control."Stand back!" he bellowed, his voice echoing off the stone walls. His index finger twitched involuntarily, and he could feel the dark energy of the artifact coursing through his veins."What's happening to me?" he muttered, his eyes wide with fear. He had always been a man of steel, never wavering in the face of danger. But now, he felt his body slipping away from him, as if it were no longer his own.The Patriarch's fingertips began to blacken, and his eye took on the slitted pupil of a cat. He let out a roar of frustration, his neck veins bulging and his face reddening as he fought against the power of the artifact.But it was no use. The Virgin Tears continued to seep into his body, until he was
Above the mountain peak, the clouds were a brilliant white against the azure sky. Lucas could feel the power of the Dragon Blood artifact coursing through his veins, his muscles rippling and expanding as they absorbed its energy. He bit his lip against the searing pain, feeling as if his very bones were being reshaped."Agh... it hurts so much... I can't take it anymore," Lucas muttered through gritted teeth, as he fell to his knees. He could feel his skin peeling away, revealing the raw, red flesh beneath. He retched violently, blood and bile spewing from his mouth.As the transformation reached its peak, Lucas gasped as scales began to sprout from his skin, shimmering in the sunlight. They were a deep, iridescent black, and they seemed to pulse with an otherworldly energy. The pain was unbearable, and Lucas screamed in agony as the scales tore through his flesh.The scales quickly receded, leaving Lucas's skin smooth once more, but he could feel that his body was forever changed. He
Inside the mountain shrouded in a thick, black fog, Lucas grunted in annoyance as he navigated his way through the dead trees. The stench of decay filled the air, making it difficult to breathe. He could see corpses littering the ground, half-buried in the dirt."Great, just what I needed," Lucas muttered to himself, suspecting that this trip would be more troublesome than he had initially thought.As he drove forward, he noticed something strange about the ground. It seemed to be pulsing with a dark energy. Lucas decided to take a risk and jumped on top of a pile of dead wood, using it as a makeshift bridge.Sure enough, as he made his way further into the mountain, the strange feeling intensified. Even though Lucas was already incredibly strong, he could feel the power of the artifact that affected this mountain. It was much stronger than anything he had ever encountered before except the Dragon Hearth.Lucas jumped from tree to tree, trying to get a better view of his surroundings.
The short, neckless cultivator ventured deeper into the ominous black mist that enveloped the mountain. The trees around him were lifeless, their branches bare and twisted like gnarled fingers reaching out towards the sky. The air was thick with the scent of decay and damp earth.As he walked, the cultivator's senses were on high alert. He could hear the faintest rustle of leaves beneath his feet and the distant sound of water trickling down the mountainside. Suddenly, he felt a presence behind him. He spun around just in time to see several cultivators lunging towards him with their weapons drawn.With lightning-fast reflexes, the short cultivator dodged their attacks and countered with a swift punch to the head, sending one of his assailants crashing to the ground. The others quickly retreated, but the cultivator knew they wouldn't give up so easily.He quickened his pace, his heart pounding in his chest as he scrambled up the steep incline. The higher he climbed, the heavier his le
The Ivy family was slowly recovering from the brutal attack by the Iron Blood family. Lucas walked through the makeshift infirmary, his heart heavy as he saw the injured and maimed bodies of his friends and family. He clenched his fists in anger, knowing that he couldn't defeat the patriarch of the Iron Blood family in a fair fight.As he continued to walk, he heard a soft voice calling his name. He turned to see Ivy, his wife, approaching him with a small smile on her face. She held out a rice ball to him, and he took it gratefully, savoring the taste of the simple food."I know you're worried about the Dragon Blood artifacts," Ivy said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "But you can't do this alone. You need to rest and recover before you go after them."Lucas shook his head, his determination unwavering. "I don't have a choice, Ivy. If the patriarch of the Iron Blood family comes back, I won't be able to protect you and the others. I need to find the remaining artifacts befo
Lucas felt the world closing in around him as the Iron Blood patriarch's grip tightened around his throat. His vision began to blur and darken, and he could feel the life being squeezed out of him.Suddenly, a holographic display flickered to life in front of Lucas's eyes. The words "[Random Luck Activated]" flashed across the screen, and Lucas felt a surge of hope.The Iron Blood patriarch's grip loosened slightly as he let out a cry of pain. He clutched at his chest, his eyes wide with shock and fear. Lucas could see the veins bulging in the man's neck and forehead, and his skin began to blister and blacken.The Iron Blood troops around them began to panic, shouting and scrambling to get away from their leader. The patriarch stumbled backwards, his eyes locked on Lucas with a mixture of fear and hatred."Retreat!" he bellowed, his voice barely above a whisper. "Retreat now!"The troops didn't need to be told twice. They turned and fled, leaving Lucas and the patriarch alone in the m
The patriarch of the Frost Sword family, a tall and imposing man, received the news that the army of the evil Iron Blood family was nearing their border. He called his daughter Ivy, a white-haired woman with piercing blue eyes, to his side."Ivy," he said, his voice heavy with concern. "I know this is not what we had planned for your future, but I need you to stay here and protect the family while I go to the battlefield."Ivy's heart sank. She had always known that this day might come, but she had hoped that she would be able to fight alongside her father. She looked at him, her eyes filled with determination."Father," she said, her voice steady. "I want to go with you. I can fight, and I want to help protect our family."Her father shook his head. "Ivy, it's too dangerous. I can't risk losing you."Ivy's mother, who had been listening from the doorway, stepped forward. "I agree with your father, Ivy. It's too dangerous for you to go to the battlefield."Ivy's eyes flashed with ange