Post-Mythical Era: I don't want to die in the third reincarnation

After Qian Xun landed, he pointed to the few rooms nearby and said, "Each of you choose a room to stay in and wait for my summons."

After speaking, Qian Xun first entered the main cave mansion.

Ding Huan sighed, this bastard indeed wants blood food.

He set up various Poison Dao Laws without hesitation.

The Poison Dao Laws Ding Huan now wields are no longer the singular Poison Dao Laws they were before; he has all kinds of powerful Poison Dao Laws at his disposal.

Here, he not only arranged the Bone Devouring and Sinking Poison Laws but also set up some subtle, hard-to-detect Poison Dao Laws.

Not only that, Ding Huan also placed Marks of Divine Will on the other eight people.

Once he perishes, these marks will automatically disperse.

Even though Qian Xun is now in the God Monarch Realm, this guy's array skills may not necessarily be stronger than his.

You can tell from the protecting array around Qianlei Mountain, which is merely a third-level divine array, and a rather poor third-level defense divine array at that.

"Why do I feel something's off?" Finally, an outer disciple noticed the oddity.

Logically, when the outer disciples arrive, the first order of business should be a variety of procedures.

However, once they arrived, the Peak Master just threw them here and entered the main cave mansion himself.

The rest started discussing, indeed, it's strange.

Ding Huan didn't stay to waste words, he entered the last room.

If Qian Xun chooses blood food, he will certainly start with the first room.

If his guess is wrong, he can only blame his bad luck.

If he's right, then he doesn't have the capability to save the other eight.

After entering the room, Ding Huan didn't take any action. Although he was sitting cross-legged on the futon, he was fervently setting up various Poison Dao Laws.

By the end of the first day, Ding Huan's Divine Will detected the outer disciple from the first room coming out and entering Qian Xun's cave mansion.

Ding Huan sighed in relief, it seemed his guess was correct; Qian Xun started from the first room.

In less than an hour, Ding Huan sensed his Mark of Divine Will dissipate.

Ding Huan sighed in his heart; since he started cultivation, he has never joined a sect.

Even if he joins a sect, it would be a sect he founded himself.

After arriving in the Divine World, he finally managed to join a sect, only to encounter a blood eater.

Does this mean he is fated to have no connection with any sect?

The first day passed; on the second day, Ding Huan's Divine Will detected the disciple from the second room entering Qian Xun's cave mansion.

Then similarly, after an hour, the Mark of Divine Will he placed dispersed.

On the third and fourth days, two people went in each day.

On the fifth and sixth days, one person went in each day.

Through the sinking Poison Law he set up, Ding Huan sensed that Qian Xun was poisoned, and it was getting worse.

Ding Huan sneered inwardly, yet he dared to call him for blood food?

On the seventh day, a voice came from Ding Huan's room: "Come in, today I will teach you the Daoist skills of Qing Lei Sect."

Ding Huan got up, silently thinking how this guy didn't even bother finding a better excuse.

Entering Qian Xun's cave mansion, Ding Huan casually arranged several Divine Array Patterns outside.

The restriction of Qian Xun's cave mansion was open, and Ding Huan entered without the slightest hesitation.

As soon as Ding Huan entered, Qian Xun locked the restriction of the cave mansion.

In front of Qian Xun, who was sitting cross-legged, was a futon, and surrounding the futon was an Essence Blood Devouring Divine Array.

"Sit on the futon," Qian Xun's voice was calm.

Ding Huan's gaze fell on Qian Xun; after devouring eight blood foods, this guy not only hadn't improved, but his Dao Rhythm had also become obscure.

The immortal demeanor he had before was gone, replaced by a vicious, lingering aura.

This sinking poison is indeed formidable.

Ding Huan raised his hand and threw out dozens of Array Flags, then looked at Qian Xun, who was staring at him: "Why exactly did you call me here?"

"You..." Qian Xun looked at Ding Huan in disbelief.

Then he flew into a rage, even though he was seriously injured and his Dao Rhythm was blocked, he was still a Divine Monarch.

Hearing Ding Huan's arrogant words, he raised his hand to grab Ding Huan without hesitation.

Ding Huan's domain extended out, and within the domain, the Poison Dao Laws instantly filled the entire space.

The Sinking Poison that had already eroded Qian Xun to the point that his Great Dao had problems, at this moment, the Poison Dao Law within him was like a balloon filled with air, suddenly bursting.

The terrifying Poison Dao Laws, in an instant, not only corroded all his Great Dao Rhythms but also filled his Sea of Consciousness, meridians, and Dantian.

Sinking poison and Bone Devouring Poison erupted simultaneously. Not to mention that Qian Xun was seriously injured, even if he wasn't injured at all, or even if his cultivation increased by another level, he still couldn't resist it.

"Ugh!" Qian Xun spat out a mouthful of foul blood, and his skin turned a dull grayish-brown.

"The poison you used..." Qian Xun's voice trembled, as if he couldn't believe that a mere outer disciple had poisoned him.

Despite looking like he was barely holding on, in reality, his injury was deteriorating.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have asked Bo Ya to find blood food for him.

After being poisoned, he always thought it was because of the injuries he sustained, thinking it had merely erupted because he couldn't suppress it recently.

Only now did he realize that the poison had been brought upon himself.

Ding Huan kicked Qian Xun, sending him flying before saying, "What do you think?"

"Let me go this once, and I'm willing to agree to all your demands." Qian Xun's voice trembled, hiding a strong sense of unwillingness.

"Appoint me as the steward of Qianlei Mountain, and have the sect's Inner Sect Deacon come here to oversee this matter." Ding Huan said indifferently.

Upon hearing Ding Huan agreeing to let the sect's deacon come over, Qian Xun rejoiced inwardly, for as long as the inner sect's responsible deacon came over, it would mean he could survive.

"Alright, I agree with you." Qian Xun agreed to Ding Huan's words without hesitation.

In his heart, Ding Huan was already a dead man.

Ding Huan asked: "When the inner sect deacon comes, do you know what to say?"

"I'll say that my injuries are too severe, and I hope you can become the steward of Qianlei Mountain. In the future, Qianlei Mountain will be handed over to you. I can even say I've accepted you as a disciple..."

With each word, Qian Xun would spew a mouthful of black blood.

To gain Ding Huan's trust, he proactively added some words to reassure him.

Ding Huan snorted coldly: "The latter part is correct, but the first sentence is wrong. You need to say you might die any moment and don't want Qianlei Mountain to lose its legacy..."

"Alright, alright, I'll say I'm seriously injured and might die at any moment, and I don't want Qianlei Mountain to lose its legacy. I've accepted you as the inheritor, hoping Qianlei Mountain thrives under your hand..."

How could Qian Xun dare to disobey even slightly?

Ding Huan pointed a finger at Qian Xun's brow: "I planted something within you. If you dare to say anything contrary to what was discussed, you'll die miserably, understand?"

"I understand, I will definitely say according to the discussed phrases." Qian Xun's heart was filled with extreme killing intent.

He couldn't believe that with others present, Ding Huan could still restrict what he says.

Ding Huan knew how this guy was thinking. If he could crack the Question Heart Spell of the Three Thousand Great Paths, he would admit defeat.

"Do you know my name?"

"I don't know."

"Your Mr. Huan's surname is Ding, name Huan, got it?"

"Got it."

...

Ding Huan tidied up the scene, and when Qian Xun lay on the bed, the blackness on his body had long disappeared.

Not to mention being poisoned, now not a trace of Poison Dao aura could be felt.

Qian Xun couldn't see that his body had already returned to its original state; he only knew the poison in his body hadn't weakened much.

He believed that when the sect's deacon arrived, they would certainly discover he was poisoned right away.

The sect's deacon arrived quickly, and not alone; they came with two people.

Inner Affairs Deacon Yuan Feng and a regular Outer Disciple.

Seeing these two people, Ding Huan breathed a sigh of relief.

He was worried that a late-stage Divine Monarch would come, who might see through his methods.

A late-stage Celestial, he believed the opponent couldn't see through his methods.

"Peak Master Qian, your injuries..." That Celestial deacon, upon seeing Qian Xun's weak Dao Rhythm, immediately stepped forward to inquire.

Actually, when he was called by Qian Xun, he was already mentally prepared.

If it wasn't for a severe injury near death, how could Qian Xun call him, an inner affairs deacon responsible for affairs?

Ding Huan quickly said: "The Peak Master's injuries have worsened. He specifically invited Deacon Yuan Feng to discuss some matters. Deacon Yuan Feng, is there really no way for the Peak Master's injuries? How about the Sect Master? Can the Sect Master save the Peak Master?"

His tone carried a sense of unwillingness, making Yuan Feng also feel Ding Huan's desire for Qian Xun to recover soon.

Yuan Feng sighed; how could he not know about Qian Xun's injuries?

But he didn't know Qian Xun's injuries would deteriorate to this extent.

"The Sect Master is currently not in the sect, and Peak Master Qian's injuries have worsened too rapidly." Yuan Feng's tone carried some powerlessness.

"Peak Master, if you have anything to say, just tell Deacon Yuan Feng. I believe you will definitely get better, and when the Sect Master returns, he will surely help you heal." Ding Huan's eyes turned red.

Qian Xun's heart was filled with fury: "Deacon Yuan Feng, quickly..."

Qian Xun only managed to say the word "quickly" before a blood arrow shot out, and he felt his life force rapidly dissipating.

At this moment, Qian Xun had a feeling that if he dared to say another wrong word, his life force would immediately vanish.

This moment, Qian Xun's heart was filled with terror.

What kind of method is this?

Isn't Ding Huan just an ordinary Outer Disciple?

How could he have such methods? This method might not even be possessed by the Sect Master!

"Peak Master, don't rush. Deacon Yuan is here, take your time to speak.

Once you finish explaining, Deacon Yuan and I will take you to the sect's healing hall, where the healing will be certainly better than here."

Ding Huan quickly comforted.

At this point, Qian Xun's heart was completely filled with fear.

He couldn't speak according to his own will.

He couldn't stay here; he had to leave with Deacon Yuan.

"Deacon Yuan, my injuries are too severe, and I know I don't have long to live. I only hope that after I'm gone, the legacy of Qianlei Mountain can remain. I have accepted Ding Huan as a disciple, only hoping that in the future Qianlei Mountain can continue in Ding Huan's hands..."

Qian Xun's words could only go this far before blood arrows sprayed out one by one. He was shocked to discover his Primordial Spirit was also frantically collapsing, and his life force was disappearing even faster.

At this moment, he finally understood that Ding Huan had no intention of letting him finish speaking, let alone allowing him to leave Qianlei Mountain.

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