Chapter 17 - The Fruit of Blood and Fire (1/2)

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Suddenly a slight change shows on Yun Chuan’s face. His eyebrows wrinkle slightly, and then he senses the smell of blood floating from the distance.

This smell of blood is not so strong, but it lingers, and then pervades the entire forest.

Following that smell Yun Chuan goes through the forest cautiously. As he continues to move forward, his face becomes more serious— the floating bloody smell tends to be more and more intense, and it seems that there were a wave of blood rushing towards him.

“Uncle Jiu, the Elder Dan Ling of the Taoist Pill Sect is right; the Water of Icy Spring will be accompanied by the Fruit of Blood and Fire a hundred miles away. This time, as long as we take the Fruit of Blood and Fire, we can exchange it for another quota for entering the Taoist Pill Sect?”

Yun Chuan’s face changes, for that sound belongs to Zhao Yang of the Zhao Clan.

Zhao Yang was knocked down by his fist on the nose before, so now he still speaks with a strong nasal sound, which sounds a little bit funny.

“Yes, and it is ridiculous that Yun Clan and Gongsun Clan are still thinking of exchanging the Water of Icy Spring and half of the clan’s wealth for a quota for entering the Taoist Pill Sect. They have been kept in the dark, and only our Zhao Clan knew firsthand about the news. Let sleeping dogs lie! We two set off first.”

Zap!

A tooth-pickling knife-in-flesh sound comes, and the floating smell of blood becomes more powerful once again.

Hiding himself behind a huge rock, Yun Chuan looks ahead under the cover of the dense forest.

Before a dark cave covered by thick vines, there are more than a dozen corpses lying on the ground. Each of them is dressed like a slave, but without any scar on their bodies. It is evident from the scent that they have just died.