Chapter 63 Blood Sacrifice: The Four Directions Blood Fiend Array!

"Heretical cultivators? Demons? How does that have anything to do with ordinary people?" Qin Feng asked, completely baffled.

"Heretical cultivators want to hold a blood sacrifice ritual in Songshan City. To perform such a ritual, they need to set up the Four Directions Blood Fiend Array. They have been abducting ordinary people everywhere, and several hundred individuals have already gone missing. These missing people are the targets they use for the blood sacrifice. The reason for the blood sacrifice is most likely to release that demon. That demon is not a true fiend or monster, but rather a heretical cultivator who practiced deviant arts. Because he suffered a cultivation deviation, he became a major overlord of evil and was suppressed in Songshan City many years ago by a powerful Buddhist master. I don't know the exact location, but both the heretical cultivators and the Gu masters of Miaojiang have come here for the sake of this demon," Mu Rusue explained in great detail to Qin Feng.

"Doesn't that mean Songshan City will be flooded with Daoist practitioners and heretical cultivators?" Qin Feng frowned. Although this matter had nothing to do with him, Songshan City was not very large, and as a zombie lingering here, he was very likely to run into these Daoist practitioners and heretical cultivators.

"That's for sure. People from all walks of life will probably rush to Songshan City. Right now, undercurrents are already surging in the city," Mu Rusue nodded heavily.

"It looks like I'll have to hide at home for a while and avoid going out," Qin Feng said.

"Mm, once this storm passes, everything will be fine. As for that demon and the heretical cultivators' blood sacrifice, someone will take care of them," Mu Rusue said.

"By the way, Auntie, are these two boxes of cake something you bought downstairs?" Qin Feng picked up a box casually, opened it, and started eating. It was a durian mille-crepe cake. It smelled a bit foul, but tasted exceptionally good—soft, glutinous, and sweet. However, he could faintly smell a rotting odor from it, which was probably due to having turned into a zombie. He hadn't eaten human food for many days, so this was a good way to satisfy his craving.

"It was sent by Xiao Yi from upstairs, as a thank-you for us saving her mother. She even wanted to offer money, but I refused," Mu Rusue said with a smile.

"I thought you went downstairs to buy them." As he spoke, Qin Feng finished the durian crepe in two bites. The moment he swallowed it, his stomach immediately emitted a rumbling sound.

"No, I can't hold it!" Qin Feng clutched his stomach and rushed quickly toward the bathroom. A moment later, sounds of flatulence echoed from inside.

Five minutes later, leaning against the wall, he walked out of the bathroom.

"Feng'er, are you alright?" Mu Rusue stepped forward and asked.

"I'm fine, just diarrhea. Could that durian crepe have gone bad?" Qin Feng gave a bitter smile. In his wildest dreams, he never expected that a zombie could get diarrhea. Everything he had just expelled was the durian crepe he had eaten.

"Tee-hee..." Mu Rusue covered her mouth with a chuckle. "I forgot to tell you, zombies can't just eat random food. You can only drink blood; it would be a wonder if eating other things didn't give you diarrhea."

"..." Qin Feng was instantly speechless. "Auntie, you couldn't have done that on purpose, only telling me now?"

Mu Rusue gave Qin Feng a playful side-glance. "Is your aunt that kind of person?"

"Wait!" Qin Feng's nostrils flared as he immediately gestured for Mu Rusue to shut her mouth.

"What's wrong? Need to go again?" Mu Rusue covered her small mouth and asked with a mischievous smile.

"No, Daoist practitioners have arrived. There are many of them, and their aura is similar to yours. They should be people from White Cloud Temple." Qin Feng knitted his brows tightly together, his voice low.

"Why are they here?!" Mu Rusue's expression darkened, a flash of panic crossing her eyes. "Quick, Feng'er, go hide." If her martial brothers from White Cloud Temple saw this, she wouldn't even have the face to face her master. It wasn't that she was afraid of others saying she associated with a zombie; she mainly felt guilty toward her master. Her master had treated her very well. If not for her master, she would have died when she was a child. It was her master who gave her a chance to keep living, and her master who taught her all her skills.

"It's too late, Auntie. It's fine; I've already used the Blood Fiend Breath-Hiding Technique to disguise my aura. What I'm emitting isn't corpse Qi, but the aura of a Daoist practitioner like you. In a moment, just make up some sect on the spot and say I'm a disciple of that sect."

"Then go quickly and change your clothes. The outfit you're wearing right now is still a Daoist robe of the First Sun Sect. If you keep impersonating the First Sun Sect and run into people from there, it will be troublesome," Mu Rusue urged.

"Alright." Qin Feng immediately returned to his bedroom. He found a hooded trench coat and a pair of jeans. After putting them on, he pulled the hood up, put on glasses and a face mask, and even wore gloves on both hands. Fortunately, being in his own home, these items were readily available.

As soon as he finished changing, a knock sounded at the door.

Mu Rusue opened the door to reveal a large group of Daoist disciples dressed in robes.

"Junior Sister!"

"Junior Sister!"

...

The group called out one after another.

"Senior Brothers, why are you here? You didn't even give a heads-up so Junior Sister could properly welcome you," Mu Rusue said, feigning pleasant surprise. "Quick, Senior Brothers, please come in."

"Haha, didn't we want to give you a surprise, Junior Sister?"

"Junior Sister, we came this time because of the Blood Fiend Sect affair. Originally, we didn't want to get involved, but a celestial master's successor from Mount Longhu actually arrived in Songshan City. He asked the Temple Master to send reinforcements, so the Temple Master sent us."

"Since you happened to be in Songshan City too, Junior Sister, we came to check on you."

"The Temple Master also said that this time, you should join us in dealing with the Blood Fiend Sect, Junior Sister."

"Don't worry, Junior Sister, Senior Brother will protect you well."

"Junior Sister, with Senior Brother here, no one will dare to harm you!"

...

The group of disciples chattered away like a flock of sparrows.

Mu Rusue's face was full of helplessness as she smiled bitterly. "Thank you all Senior Brothers for your kind intentions; Junior Sister can protect herself."

While speaking, Mu Rusue led everyone into the living room. Qin Feng, having changed his attire, also walked out of his bedroom.

The moment they caught sight of Qin Feng, hostility erupted on every face. A series of ill-intentioned eyes swept over him. Qin Feng instantly felt as though he had become the target of public criticism. Were these guys all suitors of his aunt, or what? Otherwise, for no reason at all, why would they show him such hostility?

"Mid-stage Spirit Connection realm? Kid, who are you? Why are you in Junior Sister's home?" one of them asked with an unfriendly tone.

"She is my aunt. If I'm not in her home, whose home would I be in?" Qin Feng said in a deep voice. If these fellows weren't wearing Daoist robes, they wouldn't look like Daoist practitioners at all. They acted just like a bunch of hooligans who had never seen a pretty woman, unable to tear their eyes away the moment they laid eyes on one.

"Junior Sister is your aunt?"

"So you're one of us, then."

The group's attitude toward Qin Feng instantly underwent a 360-degree transformation.

"Little brother, you aren't a disciple of our White Cloud Temple, are you?" a disciple asked.

"He is an inner disciple of the Boundless Divine Evolution Sect," Mu Rusue answered on behalf of Qin Feng.

"Boundless Divine Evolution Sect? Never heard of it. Is it not a sect within our province?" Sects within the province, big or small, were required to join the provincial Daoist association. Therefore, as long as they were from the same province, everyone knew of each other to varying degrees. Yet, they hadn't even heard of the Boundless Divine Evolution Sect.