CHAPTER 337: CHAPTER 328: MASTER BLOOD DRAGON’S SENSE OF CRISIS

As Sofia left the grand hall, a red-robed archbishop quickly stood up and paid homage to the Pope.

"Your Holiness, Sofia is the woman designated by the Heavenly Father. If we offer her to Eastern Divine Continent now, what shall we do when the Heavenly Father descends?"

The archbishop’s face was filled with extreme anxiety, worried that the Bright Church might be punished by the Heavenly Father for this deed.

To have trained a saintess for twenty full years, the purest virgin under heaven, only to hand her over to someone else.

This was no doubt a desecration of the Heavenly Father!

The consequences of blasphemy were very serious!

"There is a saying in the East: ’The boat will straighten itself when it reaches the bridgehead.’ There is no need for you to worry too much about this matter."

The Pope took a deep breath and spoke slowly.

In fact, the Pope felt a bitter taste in his heart too, as he didn’t want to hand over Sofia either!

But he had no choice!

If Sofia was not handed over, once Master Blood Dragon went mad, he might really wreak havoc in the Bright Church!

Compared to the safety of the Bright Church, a saintess seemed less important.

"There’s no need to wait for the day when the Heavenly Father descends! I will definitely obliterate the Huaxia Abnormality Organization beforehand! Making that land of Shen Zhou kneel completely under the divine might of our Bright Church!"

The Pope’s eyes narrowed, and a rage began to accumulate in his heart, making him feel panic-stricken.

...

Meanwhile, Master Blood Dragon turned into a streak of blood-red light, racing over the Pacific Ocean with immense speed.

Suddenly, the blood-red light halted.

The blood-red light descended straight from the air, landing on a solitary island in the Pacific Ocean.

"Boom!"

The Blood Dragon Long Sword struck the island fiercely, creating a large pit.

Countless birds and beasts scattered, and the whole island shook slightly from the impact.

"Ptui!"

Master Blood Dragon sat cross-legged next to the Blood Dragon Long Sword, spitting out a mouthful of dark, fresh blood onto the sand, creating an alarming splash of red on the ground.

Taking a closer look at Master Blood Dragon’s face, it was deathly pale, as if he had aged a few more years.

"Damn it, I can no longer use this sword."

Master Blood Dragon muttered to himself, his gaze falling on the Blood Dragon Long Sword.

The Blood Dragon Long Sword, a sword of killing intent formed from five thousand years of Hua Xia’s murderous aura and dragon vein energy!

Legend had it that five thousand years ago, it was the ruler of the murderous dragon veins within the land of Shen Zhou, subdued by the legendary swordsmiths Gan Jiang and Mo Ye to be forged into an almighty divine weapon commanding the world’s dragon veins for the Emperor!

Every master of the Blood Dragon Long Sword possessed unrivaled strength in the world, proclaimed as the number one figure under the heavens!

Yet, every master of the sword died young.

The reason being that the use of the Blood Dragon Long Sword depleted the owner’s lifespan.

Every stroke of the sword absorbed copious amounts of vital energy and blood essence, the more powerful the strike, the more lifespan it consumed!

Master Blood Dragon was already the longest-living among the many masters of the Blood Dragon Long Sword, surviving to the present was no small feat.

Ageing ever more, Master Blood Dragon already had little time left, and twenty years ago, for the sake of protecting Elder An and the Shen Zhou, he fought desperately against the numerous experts of the Bright Church, using the sword wildly, and had already depleted much of his lifespan.

Now, using the Blood Dragon Long Sword once cost Master Blood Dragon a year of his life.

"Alas! It seems that I can no longer use the Blood Dragon Long Sword from now on, otherwise, I won’t last until the next Guardian of Huaxia grows up!"

Master Blood Dragon murmured to himself, his calloused palm gently caressing the Blood Dragon Long Sword.

The Blood Dragon Long Sword trembled slightly, its blade bright and clear as if lamenting.

If Master Blood Dragon used the sword again, he might indeed die on the spot!

But without the Blood Dragon Long Sword, at least half of Master Blood Dragon’s strength would diminish! Relying solely on his dragon vein energy and profound Inner Strength, he would find it very difficult to contend against the Bright Church and the Pope alone.

Although previously, Master Blood Dragon’s strike had managed to break through the Pope’s Divine’s Right Hand, destroying the Divine Arts, Master Blood Dragon knew that the injuries the Pope sustained in the battle twenty years ago had long healed, and his strength had further improved.

In contrast, he himself had long been suffering from deep-seated internal injuries.

A pressing sense of crisis enveloped Master Blood Dragon.

The task of nurturing the next Guardian of Huaxia was urgent!

Fortunately, the Bright Church is still unaware of the matter. If the Pope found out that Master Blood Dragon can no longer wield the Blood Dragon Sword, it would be a disaster for Huaxia!

Master Blood Dragon sighed deeply, then mustered his Inner Strength to summon the dragon vein within his body, transforming into a cyan stream of light to return to Huaxia!

As for the Blood Dragon Long Sword, he stowed it away.

In Huaxia, ZH City, within the skyscraper of the Wanyan Company, Bai Yan sat leisurely in the CEO’s chair, enjoying the report from Li Xiaoman.

He was unaware that his bargain teacher, Master Blood Dragon, had already gone to the west to find him a Saintess to be his junior wife.

"Master, the first shipment from F continent to Wanyan Company and the second batch from the marine areas have arrived these days. However, the quantity is too small. According to your instructions, one-third is used for the production of Life Juice, and the remaining two-thirds are to be stored, waiting for your sacrifice."

"So, should we perform the sacrifice today or wait for the next batch of living creatures?"

Li Xiaoman stood by Bai Yan’s side, tenderly pouring him a cup of excellent Maojian green tea.

"How much Demon energy do you estimate this batch of living creatures can provide me?"

Bai Yan took a sip of the tea brewed by the beauty herself and nodded contentedly.

As a Demon Servant and the only woman privy to all of Bai Yan’s secrets, Li Xiaoman naturally knew how to estimate the energy points of living creature sacrifices.

"Roughly, around ten thousand points of Demon energy."

Li Xiaoman tilted her head, frowning cutely as she spoke.

"That’s too little. Such Demon energy is completely insufficient for my use."

Bai Yan frowned.

He planned to establish a fourth-level Demon Army, and the first step was to cultivate a multitude of third-level Demons, then based on the multitudes of third-level Demons, to groom and build a powerful fourth-level Demon Army.

But as it stands, the power of Wanyan Company alone is still somewhat lacking, and the living creatures they can provide are still limited.

"I’m really sorry, Master. Although Fu Chao provided Wanyan Company with several F continent plain capture rights last time, many living creatures simply couldn’t pass through customs. The customs are too strict, and a large number of high-quality living creatures have been detained overseas."

Li Xiaoman’s beautiful eyes expressed apology as she went behind Bai Yan, gently massaging his shoulders, "Master, how about we go overseas? In foreign countries, the purchase and sacrifices of living creatures face far fewer restrictions."

Although Mr. An could help resolve the customs and border issues for Wanyan Company, after all, many rare species were involved and this matter has a profoundly negative impact. So Bai Yan stopped having Li Xiaoman bother Mr. An to help.

Go overseas?

Bai Yan pondered for a moment, then shook his head in refusal: "The idea is feasible, but let’s not consider it for now. After all, overseas is the territory of the Bright Church. Venturing rashly into their domain without sufficient strength, I fear it invites premature disaster!"

Strictly speaking, Bai Yan, this Demon Lord, is still in the growth stage. Although he possesses some strength, he’s far from capable of resisting a behemoth like the Bright Church all on his own.

A mere Archbishop almost killed Bai Yan on the spot, let alone the cardinals and the high and mighty Pope of the Bright Church.

This was a risk Bai Yan did not wish to take.

He needs to play it safe and steadily enhance his own power.

"I’ll listen to you, Master."

Li Xiaoman nodded tenderly, her skillful hands pressing with just the right amount of pressure, alternating between firm and gentle.

"Hmm, Xiao Man, it’s been quite a long time since we last did that, right? Why don’t we... go to that room?"

Bai Yan squinted comfortably, his smile carrying a somewhat naughty flavor.

The CEO office was spacious, including a temporary bedroom for rest.

Hearing Bai Yan’s suggestive words, Li Xiaoman’s pretty face blushed, and she whispered softly: "Master, Sister An told me not to agree to everything you suggest. She doesn’t allow me to do that with you..."

"Who exactly is your Master!"

Bai Yan’s eyebrows shot up in annoyance, but then thinking about An Yan’s cold and stunningly beautiful face, he sighed. It was better not to anger this woman. She now controlled the considerable power behind Little Hest Manor!

An Yan was undeniably the Bai Family’s Matriarch!

Bai Yan stroked his chin, pondering: "Anyway, if you don’t tell her, nobody will know."

"Master, this doesn’t seem quite right..."

Li Xiaoman hesitated, her expressive eyes shimmering, and her blushing, seductive gaze locked on Bai Yan, looking irresistibly cute.

"I can’t help it anymore; I’ve been holding back for half a month! I can’t bear it!"

Bai Yan growled lowly, picked up Li Xiaoman in his arms, and strode towards the inner room.

"Ah! Master, you came today for the living creature sacrifice, didn’t you? Why suddenly..."

Li Xiaoman’s weak form melted into Bai Yan’s arms, partly resisting and partly complying, her voice sweet and muffled.

"Good girl, listen to Master! The matter of Demon energy can wait, but I’m on the brink now! Only you can help me!"

Bai Yan laughed heartily, carrying Li Xiaoman into the inner room.

With a "click," the door closed behind them.