I Fabricated the Techniques, but my disciple really mastered them? - Chapter 731

Chapter 731: Chapter 386: Pretending to Infiltrate, I am Blood Disciple 666

Snake Peak Cave was shrouded in a faint Blood Qi, as if an alien breath was converging within the Heavenly Grotto.

Each Heavenly Grotto guarded by an Xuezhi seemed like a small world unto itself.

“Though this is also a Netherworld Cave, it’s somewhat different from the Qinghua state’s Netherworld Cave. The Blood Qi here is even denser, and it seems there’s a foreign presence.

“Is it the breath of the Netherworld? Could it be that the cave’s Domain here is more fragile, allowing Netherworld Qi to gather and linger?”

Xu Yan walked through the Heavenly Grotto, sensing the peculiarities of the place, and he couldn’t help but be privately curious.

“Could the Blood Heart Fruit, such a treasure, have appeared because the Netherworld Qi gathered and mingled with the Domain’s own Qi?”

Within the entrance of Snake Peak Cave, a large city had been constructed. Should the Netherworld’s enemies wish to break out from the cave, they must first defeat this defending fortress.

In some respects, the Dahai Mountain side held an advantage, otherwise they wouldn’t be able to construct a defensive city within the Heavenly Grotto.

At the center of the great city stood a tower, within which faintly existed a powerful presence. It was the Wan Family’s clan elder, an Immortal Heavenly Venerable powerhouse.

“The Blood Heart Fruit grows deep within the Heavenly Grotto, at the heart of the Netherworld camp. While the fruit might exist elsewhere, they are by chance and not by seeking, so the most convenient way is to go deep into the Heavenly Grotto to harvest it.”

Xu Yan looked towards the depths of the Heavenly Grotto, where faint signs of battle could be sensed around him.

He had learned from other martial artists that in twenty days’ time, the Wan Family was preparing to launch an offensive against the Netherworld forces, moving deep into the cave to harvest the Blood Heart Fruit.

For this, the Wan Family had offered a hefty reward, and some Loose Cultivator True King Heavenly Venerables were gathering to lend their power.

“Twenty days is too long.”

Xu Yan couldn’t wait twenty days. To him, every day was extremely precious.

“In this Heavenly Grotto, only the Xuezhi pose a threat to me. As long as I avoid the Xuezhi, the other Blood Disciples are not worth considering.”

Xu Yan made his way toward the depths of the Heavenly Grotto.

Due to a recent major battle, there were only sporadic conflicts and fights within the cave. The Blood Disciples and Blood Slaves had returned to their main base, and few were patrolling outside.

“Can I impersonate a Blood Disciple?”

Xu Yan suddenly considered this possibility.

“Imitating the aura of a Blood Disciple seems not too difficult. To blend in, I might even adapt their breath…”

Xu Yan pondered thoughtfully. He had never thought of impersonating a Blood Disciple before, but the idea struck him in the pursuit of harvesting the Blood Heart Fruit.

“However, the skin of a Blood Disciple is blood-red. Even the strongest Blood Disciple, though not so vividly red, carries some redness.

“To impersonate a Blood Disciple, I first need to make my skin appear blood-red.”

Imitating the aura wasn’t difficult, but how to mimic blood-red skin?

Xu Yan mulled over this, thinking of the Martial Arts’ first realm, the Qi-Blood Realm. If he could bring his Qi-Blood to the surface of his skin, would it not turn red as well?

“It’s worth a try.”

Xu Yan became secretly excited. “I just need to avoid that Xuezhi, and I definitely won’t be exposed. That Xuezhi surely won’t pay attention to every returning Blood Disciple. Once I harvest the Blood Heart Fruit, I’ll leave immediately.

“As long as I get the Blood Heart Fruit, even if I’m exposed, I can retreat.”

Xu Yan was confident that with his speed of escape, he could return to the defensive city at the Heavenly Cave Entrance before the Xuezhi could catch up.

The clan elder of the Wan Family would naturally come forward to fend off the attacking Xuezhi.

“I’ll find a patrolling Blood Disciple to impersonate.”

Xu Yan began to search for a Blood Disciple within the Heavenly Grotto.

Finally, near the outskirts of the cavern’s depths, he encountered a Blood Disciple leading a dozen or so Blood Slaves on patrol.

Swish!

To avoid creating a commotion and having his impersonation plan fail, Xu Yan’s first move was Mountains and Rivers in the Sword. In an instant, it enveloped the group, capturing the whole team within.

Puff puff!

Those Blood Slaves turned into blood mist and perished in a moment.

“Roar!”

The Blood Disciple was shocked. Holding his scarlet long knife, he struck fiercely in an attempt to ward off the attack while signaling for help.

But within Mountains and Rivers in the Sword, no sound could travel.

Buzz!

The Sword Intent was fierce, and the sword light swept out. In just a few breaths, the Blood Disciple was slain!

Xu Yan extended his hand, and the Blood Bead from the Blood Disciple was captured and kept on his person. He took the clothes and the Scarlet Long Knife as well.

After putting on the Blood Disciple’s clothes and hanging the Scarlet Long Knife at his waist, he pondered, his facial muscles subtly moved a few times, and he took on the general appearance of that Blood Disciple.

Taking a deep breath, his long-dormant Qi-Blood surged, turning his skin a pale red.

His aura also gradually changed, in sync with the Blood Bead on his body. At this moment, Xu Yan was indistinguishable from a Blood Disciple.

“I shouldn’t be discovered, right?”

Xu Yan checked himself over to be sure there were no flaws, and then he set off toward the deep inner reaches of the Heavenly Grotto, the core of the Netherworld Territory.

As for the lost Blood Slave squad, it had disappeared, but he could simply claim they were attacked and killed.

Such incidents were not uncommon.

Xu Yan had even heard that some Blood Disciples, once injured and significantly drained of Blood Power, would devour their own Blood Slaves to replenish their strength.

This was barely a secret in the Netherworld anymore.

The deeper he ventured into the Heavenly Grotto, the denser the Blood Qi, casting a shadow in all directions, permeated by a chilly breath.

Along the way, he encountered several patrolling teams. To those Blood Disciples, he appeared as a lone survivor, presumably having suffered an attack and been injured, assuming he had consumed his Blood Slaves for recovery.