CHAPTER 33: CHAPTER 33: THE BLOOD DEMONESS’S HIDDEN ATTRIBUTES (THREE MORE)

「Inside the Profound Yellow Sect.」

Xu Nian already knew that some players had chosen to go out and try their luck. After all, a vast area of the map had just been opened up, and those restless players certainly wouldn’t miss out. Those who remained in the sect were simply Life Players, focusing either on Herb Planting or construction. Now that realm advancement was open, players wanting to improve their combat power had to spend Contribution Points. So, for Life Players, staying in the sect to plant more herbal medicine and construct more buildings was more worthwhile than wasting time outside.

"Running out of wood here, who’s going to Black Wind Stronghold to chop some more?"

"The real money-makers are the large buildings. Anyone want to team up for some mining and focus on large-scale construction?"

"Herb Planting is too slow, and there’s only so much medicinal field available; we need someone to keep an eye on it daily. I’m thinking of opening up a new field."

"Black Wind Stronghold mining party needs three people, Eighth-Grade Martial Artists only."

"..."

The players were bustling with activity. Xu Nian was also delighted since his own power depended entirely on them. Sitting on the cushion, he was currently studying a map. This was a map of the entire Great Qian Dynasty, marked with various Jianghu forces, large and small. Of course, Demon Sects like the Blood Demon Sect were naturally not marked. After all, as practitioners of the evil path, they wouldn’t openly welcome others to attack them, would they?

The Blood Demoness, her figure enchanting, slowly walked in from the entrance of the Great Hall.

"Sect Leader, your servant was bullied today!" The Blood Demoness’s tone was seductive yet pitiful, enough to make one’s bones go soft just by listening.

Xu Nian glanced at this enchantress and pondered, "You, a Grandmaster, bullied?"

"Today, I was inexplicably questioned by the disciples, and then a falling tile hit me on the head!" The Blood Demoness approached Xu Nian, her face full of grievance. "It must be that secret existence I don’t know about; it definitely targeted me. Otherwise, I couldn’t possibly have failed to dodge a mere tile."

Hmm? Hit by a tile? What kind of incident is this?

Xu Nian was slightly taken aback. But considering the Blood Demoness’s power, he was also somewhat surprised. A Grandmaster should be able to sense danger in advance; such an accident shouldn’t happen. Wait a minute! An accident?!

Xu Nian glanced at her and frowned. "Have you been in contact with Morgana?"

Morgana... such an awkward name.

However, recalling the bumbling disciple who had spoken to her, the Blood Demoness subconsciously nodded. "He told me we should interact more often and that I should go to him if I need anything. He seemed really eager to help me."

The Blood Demoness had interacted with many disciples of the Profound Yellow Sect, but only a few had left a deep impression. Unfortunately, Morgana was one of them.

Hearing her words, the corners of Xu Nian’s mouth twitched slightly. "Stay away from him," he warned.

"Why?" asked the Blood Demoness, confused. "I think he’s quite a nice man; it’s rare to find such an innocent guy."

Xu Nian stared at the map and chuckled coldly. "If you want to survive, stay away from him, and never get close to him. If anyone in the Profound Yellow Sect besides me can kill you, it would only be him. His terror is something you can’t handle. You were lucky today, only getting hit by a tile. The next time, it might not be a tile but perhaps getting struck by lightning, tripping to your death, or even choking to death on water."

When he finished speaking, the Blood Demoness’s expression turned grim.

What kind of bizarre ways to die were these? Would she really die just from interacting with that disciple? And he was just a Ninth-Grade Martial Artist, leagues below her Grandmaster Realm. She could kill him with ease if she wished.

"Why do you say that?" The Blood Demoness’s expression grew serious. She knew Xu Nian had no reason to deceive her, especially not about matters of life and death.

"Ah, him... He’s cursed with misfortune; he’s the bane of women. Any woman who interacts with him will start having bad luck," Xu Nian said with schadenfreude. "Never mind that you’re in the Grandmaster Realm—even someone of a higher realm would die from contact with him. The terror he embodies is far worse than that kick I gave you."

Watching Xu Nian’s demeanor, the Blood Demoness’s heart skipped a beat.

Woman’s bane? Why does such a strange person exist in this world? If a man repels women, wouldn’t that mean he would remain single for life? How tragic would that be? No, that’s not right! The real tragedy would be for them, the women. If they were unlucky enough to encounter this disciple, wouldn’t that mean there was a high chance they would die? Could it be a fate granted to this disciple by that mysterious existence within the Profound Yellow Sect? There are quite a few female disciples within the Blood Demon Sect. If they encountered this disciple of the Profound Yellow Sect, wouldn’t that be a dead end for them? Besides, even if this disciple were killed, he would just resurrect in the Profound Yellow Sect. So, in the end, only the women suffer? HISS— Just what kind of existence is he?

"Sect Leader, it seems our sect’s disciples are quite extraordinary. Improving their power is as easy for them as eating and drinking." The Blood Demoness’s eyes shifted as she spoke softly, "Just last night, they were all Ninth-Grade Martial Artists. Now, almost all of them are Eighth-Grade Martial Artists, and some are even Seventh-Grade."

She knew that normally, advancing one’s realm was very difficult. Take herself, for example. She had reached the Grandmaster Realm only by relying on countless elixirs and the Nectar of Enlightenment from her seniors. Elevating one’s realm by even a single step required a great price and a long time. For a small sect like the Profound Yellow Sect, producing even one Seventh-Grade disciple would be an incredible stroke of luck. But what was happening here? It seemed as if all those disciples were on the verge of reaching the Seventh Grade. Why was this? And then there was the Contribution Hall. She knew it housed many Martial Arts Manuals, but she simply couldn’t enter. Every time she tried to step inside, she felt a distinct resistance, as if something were preventing her entry. This made her even more convinced that a terrifying, unseen presence existed within the Profound Yellow Sect.

"You’ll get used to it," Xu Nian said indifferently. "If you truly have nothing better to do, go to sleep. Stop flitting around in my sight all day; you’re making my head spin!"

One had to admit, the Blood Demoness’s assets were indeed impressive. Truly stunning! Any single movement she made sent shivers through Xu Nian’s heart. What a temptress!

"Sleeping is so boring. If the Sect Leader wants to sleep, your servant can accompany you," the Blood Demoness purred, pressing close. "Any position is fine. Your servant can completely accommodate the Sect Leader."

"Get lost!" Xu Nian’s face darkened. This woman was really pushing her luck. Was she actually trying to seduce him? He knew all too well the terror of the Blood Demoness and had heard about the horrors of the Blood Demon Sect. If his Yang essence were drained to supplement her Yin, where could he even go to complain? Such a demoness couldn’t be shown any leniency!

"What’s wrong? Is the Sect Leader scared?" The Blood Demoness, noticing Xu Nian’s discomfiture, pressed even closer, even hooking a finger under his chin in a teasing manner.

Seeing this, Xu Nian didn’t hold back. He countered, pinning her to the ground, his right hand rising sharply.

SLAP!

The blow landed, making Xu Nian’s own hand sting.

The Blood Demoness’s pretty face flushed crimson. Biting her lip tightly, she glanced back at Xu Nian, who held her pinned, her eyes filled with an indescribable emotion.

Eagerness? Or... pleading?

Watching her reaction, a term popped into Xu Nian’s mind.

A masochist? Does this demoness have hidden tendencies?