Chapter 189 - Blood Wolf Mountain, Blood Saber Stronghold
“Stop it!”
A cold shout rang out, and an imposing elder, Elder Wang Hui, approached them.
“It’s Elder Wang Hui.”
“Elder Wang Hui is from the High Elder’s faction. He should be here to help Chen Fan resolve this situation.”
The nearby disciples immediately recognized the elder, their eyes flickering as they gossiped.
“What’s going on?” Wang Hui walked closer and asked coldly.
“Elder Wang, this person is acting arrogant and disregarding our Heaven’s Alliance. I’m going to teach him a proper lesson.”
Chu Tiange purposely emphasized the words “Heaven’s Alliance,” his threatening intent obvious.
He knew Wang Hui's faction, but being a member of Heaven’s Alliance on the verge of becoming a core disciple, he showed no intention of backing down.
“Audacious!” Wang Hui shouted furiously, making the onlooking crowd’s eardrums buzz. Even Chu Tiange was slightly shaken.
Wang Hui recognized the threat in Chu Tiange’s words but ignored it and shouted, “Do you think I am deaf and blind? Who gave you the guts to dare cause trouble in the Mission Hall? Chu Tiange, if you don’t back down, I’ll deal with you according to the sect rules!”
Chu Tiange’s expression stiffened, and his brow creased. “Wang Hui, are you not giving my Heaven’s Alliance any face?”
Indifferent, Wang Hui said coldly, “Face has to be earned. If Duan Jingtian were here, I might consider it, but an elite disciple like you dares to threaten me! Who gave you the audacity? Withdraw now, or I'll charge you with contradicting an elder!"
Chu Tiange's expression darkened. He glared at Chen Fan and spat, "I'll spare you today, but your time will come!"
Chen Fan shrugged indifferently and said, “Come at me anytime.”
“Hmph!” Chu Tiange let out another cold harrumph. With a wave of his hand, he left with the other Heaven’s Alliance elite disciples.
“Many thanks to Elder.” Chen Fan cupped his fists toward Wang Hui and thanked him.
Although he didn’t fear Chu Tiange, he had to show his gratitude because Wang Hui had stood up for him.
Chen Fan had also gotten the Blood Demon Cultivation Technique from Sir Blood Shirt. Perhaps this group in the northwest region also practiced a similar demonic cultivation technique.
“Northwest region... Blood Wolf Mountain seems to be in the northwest. It’s on the way.” Chen Fan was tempted, so he decided to head northwest to take a look.
Killing those blood-sucking bandits was a much faster way to earn contribution points than other missions.
“Elder, are all blood-sucking bandits worth one contribution point regardless of their cultivation level?” asked a disciple.
Wang Hui explained, “Those below Qi Grandmaster are worth one contribution point for every ten; Qi Grandmaster, five; first-level Yuanfu realm, twenty; second-level Yuanfu realm, a hundred; third-level Yuanfu realm, two hundred; fourth-level Yuanfu realm, five hundred; and fifth-level Yuanfu realm, a thousand.”
More questions arose, and Wang Hui addressed each one. Soon, a commotion rose in the Mission Hall. The elite disciples went to call their friends and began forming small parties and preparing to head northwest to kill the blood-sucking bandits.
Chen Fan didn’t waste any time, either. He immediately left the sect and went northwest.
According to Wang Hui, this mission wasn’t limited to the Spring Autumn Sect. Other sects of the Great Chu Empire would also issue the same mission.
After all, it was everyone’s duty to exterminate martial artists who practiced demonic cultivation techniques.
Leaving the sect, he set his course for the northwest. He used the Wings of Rain Dragon and soared into the skies, disappearing into the clouds in the blink of an eye.
Three days later, Chen Fan arrived at the foot of Blood Wolf Mountain.
His goal was to head northwest to exterminate the bandits, but the Blood Wolf Mountain happened to be on the way. Chen Fan planned to spend some time ridding the evil that was the Blood Saber Stronghold and earn himself thirty contribution points.
Blood Saber Stronghold was located on Blood Wolf Mountain.
Due to the Blood Saber Stronghold’s presence, there weren’t any villages, towns, or traces of human activities in the surrounding hundred miles. It was desolate.
Chen Fan descended from the sky and landed halfway up Blood Wolf Mountain. From afar, a huge stronghold appeared in his sight.
The stronghold sprawled across an immense area, boasting hundreds of buildings. Its perimeters were secured by a formidable thirty-foot-tall wall crafted from large rocks, exuding an aura of impenetrability.
Above the stronghold gates, a large flag displaying a commanding blood-colored saber rippled in the wind.
In front of the gates, eight bandits with blades strapped to their waists were chatting idly.