CHAPTER 208: CHAPTER 194 SACRIFICIAL BURIAL

Wei Yue trusts Blood Shadow, but it’s not unconditional trust.

After all, Blood Shadow is an assassin, elusive and ghostly. No one knows what Blood Shadow really wants or what he is thinking.

Wei Yue didn’t have the heart to chat with Gao Xuan anymore, she comforted him with a few words and hurried back to her room.

"Mr. Blood Shadow, I don’t understand what you mean?"

In her room, Wei Yue could communicate directly with Blood Shadow without worries.

Blood Shadow replied, "Yuanlong is too weak. With every step you take forward, more enemies emerge. Scaring the monkeys by killing a chicken won’t work anymore. Only by making the strongest bow can others realize the severity."

Wei Yue was full of doubts, "But the Yuan Family is too powerful? The Yuan Family patriarch, Yuan Zu Zheng, is even more talented and resourceful."

"I’ll handle it. You just need to show a tough attitude."

In the end, Gao Xuan said, "You don’t seem very confident, so I’ll help boost your confidence."

"What is Blood Shadow up to now?"

Wei Yue felt nervous, working with Blood Shadow was so exhilarating!

Just as Wei Yue was thinking, her brow suddenly felt a chill. A cold and sharp Sword Intent had already pierced straight into her sea of consciousness.

Instinctively, Wei Yue hurriedly activated the Cold Moon Technique to counter.

The Cold Moon Technique is an ancestral secret technique of the Wei Family, which turned into the Ice Sword Qi in the hands of Wei Ming.

In Wei Yue’s case, it made her a spiritual element expert.

Under Level 10, spiritual element experts have no direct combat power, but their powerful Spiritual Power allows Wei Yue to be more calm, perceive more details, and easily control Source Power.

Including externalizing Source Power, transforming it into frost, flames, and other powers.

Wei Yue was not adept at combat; her powerful Spiritual Power was turned into administrative ability, allowing her to solve problems with maximum efficiency.

It was this ability that made the Yuanlong Group stronger and stronger under her leadership.

Of course, the Skywalker Gene Potion developed by Wei Ming played a crucial role. Without this core competitiveness, the Yuanlong Group would just be a local financial group.

Wei Yue had always been proud of her Spiritual Power. But under the invading Sword Intent, her strong Spiritual Power was directly pierced through.

In the vast sea of consciousness, that cold moon was about to be slashed apart by the opponent’s Sword Intent.

The cold moon was like a candle in the wind, seemingly about to extinguish at any moment.

"Spiritual cultivation is good, but you’re on the wrong path. Let me give you a hand."

Blood Shadow’s deep voice echoed in Wei Yue’s sea of consciousness, followed by a torrent of vast Spiritual Power pouring in.

Strangely, the external Spiritual Power actually harmonized with her own Spiritual Power.

The cold moon, which was about to be extinguished, continuously grew stronger under the nourishment of the external Spiritual Power.

The moonlight became brighter and the chill ever more intense.

When it reached an extreme, Wei Yue felt a shock at her brow, as if breaking through some invisible barrier, and her Spiritual Power surged accordingly.

Many Source Power nodes within her body responded together, and one by one, brand new Source Power nodes were opened.

Wei Yue was about to connect the Source Power nodes according to the usual method and restructure the Source Power network.

At this moment, a complex and profound secret technique suddenly appeared in her consciousness.

The secret technique was neither text nor image, but she just suddenly understood it.

Then, Wei Yue instinctively operated the new secret technique to form Source Power nodes, reshaping the Source Power network, and restructuring the entire sea of consciousness.

When Wei Yue opened her eyes again, it was already broad daylight outside.

Without realizing it, she had cultivated for an entire night.

Wei Yue’s gaze fell on the curtain covering the bed, and her eyes flashed with a cold light, slicing the curtain into dozens of pieces silently.

These scattered curtain fragments fell to the ground and shattered into tiny particles.

The sharp Sword Qi cut through the curtain, and the ultra-low temperature destroyed the internal molecular structure of the curtain.

This was the Ice Sword Qi she just learned.

The Ice Sword Qi was entirely implanted into her by Blood Shadow, yet this Sword Qi matched her Cold Moon Technique, making it easy to control.

More mysteriously, Blood Shadow somehow increased her Spiritual Power, forcibly pushing her to Level 10.

Such methods could truly be described as unfathomable.

Wei Yue considered herself knowledgeable, yet she had never heard of such a thing. To forcibly enhance a person’s Spiritual Power using external force, pushing them to Level 10 without any repercussions.

It was only then that Wei Yue realized she had always underestimated Blood Shadow. He was more powerful than she had imagined.

When he spoke of confronting the Yuan Family head-on, he wasn’t joking.

However, the spiritual consciousness is the most private part of a person. Blood Shadow intruded directly into her spiritual world and casually manipulated her spiritual consciousness.

Such interaction was deeper than rolling naked on the bed with Blood Shadow.

Reflecting on it, her emotions were complex, and she even blushed a little.

However, Wei Yue quickly adjusted.

Moving from Level 9 to Level 10 was a crucial breakthrough. Now Wei Yue had mastered the Ice Sword Qi. Her combat power had increased a hundredfold from the previous day.

Her power had greatly increased, and her Essence Qi was different as well. The key was that she had enough confidence in Blood Shadow.

In fact, what Wei Yue didn’t know was that Gao Xuan had just acquired this ability as well.

Gao Xuan wanted Wei Yue to draw hatred and act as a target, so of course, he had to make some investment.

Killing Yuan Hao was satisfying for him, but he also had to deal with the aftermath. He couldn’t personally step forward to confront the Yuan Family head-on.

As the King of Assassins, he was used to keeping a low profile. Moreover, his enemies would become more numerous and stronger. Placing himself in plain sight had no advantage.

It was more appropriate for Wei Yue to step forward in this matter. It benefited both of them.

In the arena, he killed Yuan Hao with one sword strike, instantly gaining three trillion points of Spiritual Spirit.

There were too many spectators watching, and they were completely astounded by his sword strike. Instantly, everyone’s emotions exploded.

On average, each person gave Gao Xuan at least a hundred points, and that was the peak value reached in an instant. These were just online viewers. The live audience’s emotions were even more intense.

By the end of the match, Gao Xuan had received nearly a trillion in Spiritual Spirit.

For the Celestial Demon Relic, this spiritual power was just a trivial drop.

For Gao Xuan, however, this spiritual power was quite significant.

Wei Yue was loyal, and he was not hesitant. Anyway, he couldn’t use all the Spiritual Spirit at once, so he helped Wei Yue a bit.

Actually, Wei Yue’s spiritual power was strong, but her cultivation path wasn’t quite right. Gao Xuan didn’t use much spiritual power, he merely guided Wei Yue onto the right path, and she upgraded.

The Cold Moon Technique and Ice Sword Qi paired well, and Gao Xuan also passed the Ice Sword Qi to Wei Yue.

In just one night, Wei Yue’s combat power far exceeded Wei Ming’s. For a spiritual power cultivator, once they master combat skills, they become extremely formidable.

Of course, Wei Yue’s body and spirit had just completed their transformation, and she needed time to adapt. Once she fully mastered her power, she would be one of the top experts on Pegasus Star.

Gao Xuan had another surprising gain.

After using the Celestial Demon Relic to help Wei Yue infuse spiritual power, Wei Yue established a subtle yet stable link with the Celestial Demon Relic.

Through the Celestial Demon Relic, Gao Xuan could sense Wei Yue’s emotional changes and lock onto her position.

This change was entirely due to the Celestial Demon Relic, and it was very mysterious. Also, very powerful.

If on Pegasus Star, Gao Xuan could sense Wei Yue’s location and emotions without the Celestial Demon Relic, just not as precisely. Nor could he establish such a stable connection.

The Celestial Demon Relic seemed to have left an invisible thread deep within Wei Yue’s spirit, firmly tying her to the Celestial Demon Relic.

This had no actual effect on Wei Yue, it merely made things more convenient for Gao Xuan.

Gao Xuan could not control Wei Yue through this, but he established a hidden, stable connection path. It allowed him to act more conveniently.

If he went to other Star Realms, and the Celestial Demon Relic could still maintain this connection with Wei Yue, that would be extremely convenient.

Gao Xuan was also somewhat surprised, the Celestial Demon Relic had such wondrous uses. Its future applications would be extensive. It would also be more beneficial for concealing his identity.

The rising sun, as usual, shone softly and tenderly on Gao Xuan.

The same dawn, in Yuan Ansheng’s eyes, appeared deathly white, like the white satin draped over a mourning hall.

Yuan Zu Zheng walked in from outside the hall; his head full of silver hair, features well-defined, and he was tall and stately. Clad in a dark blue Golden Dragon-patterned Tang suit, he exuded a majestic aura.

His strides were large and quick, not at all like those of an elderly man.

Following behind Yuan Zu Zheng were seven or eight robust men in black. Each one’s gaze was as bright as lightning, looking exceptionally imposing.

Seeing his father arrive, Yuan Ansheng hurriedly rose to greet him.

Yuan Zu Zheng glanced at Yuan Ansheng and noticed his eyes were bloodshot, with a hint of wetness at the corners, as if he had been crying heavily.

He was somewhat displeased, thinking this son was too weak, crying over a dead child.

A true man should only quell his heart’s hatred by personally slaying his enemies. Crying was women’s business.

However, nowadays, the noble youth were all so soft, preferring to play tricks and schemes. A bunch of sissies.

Yuan Zu Zheng said nothing to his son, walking up to the glass coffin and gently stroking the transparent glass case.

Inside the glass coffin, Yuan Hao lay quietly, the sword mark on his brow covered up by the makeup artist, leaving no trace.

With closed eyes, Yuan Hao no longer bore his usual arrogance or viciousness, looking serene and peaceful.

"Yuan Hao looks much more pleasing like this, compared to when he was alive."

Yuan Zu Zheng’s eyes held no sorrow, only some sentimentality. Looking at his unbreathing young grandson, he felt an increased reverence for death.

"Where’s the enemy’s head?" Yuan Zu Zheng asked.

Yuan Ansheng was a bit stunned, hesitated, then said, "Dad, I’d like to handle Yuan Hao’s funeral first, then deal with the enemy."

Yuan Zu Zheng shook his head, disapproving of his son’s procrastination. He said, "All related people, eliminate them all completely."

Yuan Zu Zheng thought for a moment and added, "I heard that there are several beauties beside the one who killed Yuan Hao, round them all up to accompany Yuan Hao in his grave."

"Huh?" Yuan Ansheng was stunned; in this Interstellar Era, who still engaged in funeral sacrifices? Especially human sacrifices.

"Make sure to do it beautifully. Don’t embarrass our Yuan Family."

After giving a few instructions, Yuan Zu Zheng turned and left.

Yuan Ansheng watched his father leave with some unease, hesitating to speak.