I picked up skill fragments in the demon world.

Chapter 455 Blood Puppet

Cultivation is only the biggest factor in determining the chance of winning or losing, but not the only factor. Otherwise, everyone would just show their cultivation levels before the competition. Why bother arguing about it?

"Give me the precious sword, I will find a better one for you later." Gong Bai's voice was very gentle, like a mother's comfort, which made people's souls shake. Zhang Chen raised his hand obediently and handed over the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword. The Blood God Son had already merged into the handle of the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword, hiding himself with the aura of the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword handle and being inconspicuous.

Gong Bai looked at the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword that was handed to him, his old face burst into a smile, he stretched out his wrinkled old hand to hold the hilt of the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword, held it in front of his eyes to look at it carefully, but the next moment he saw a drop of bright red blood wriggling on the hilt, before Gong Bai could react, that drop of bright red blood had already flowed along his skin, penetrated into Gong Bai's body, merged with Gong Bai's blood, devoured Gong Bai's blood essence, and fought for the control of Gong Bai's body.

"What the hell is this!" Gong Bai was shocked, with a hint of panic in his eyes.

No matter how strong a person is, the physical body is of vital importance. Even for immortals, the physical body is still the most important thing and cannot be abandoned at will.

At this moment, something suddenly drilled into his body. Gong Bai immediately panicked and quickly mobilized his strength to suppress it and fight against the weirdness in his body.

Zhang Chen sensed the fight between Blood God Son and Gong Bai. Facing Gong Bai's suppression, Blood God Son was directly at a disadvantage. After all, one was only at the seventh level, while the other had already entered the ninth level.

If the fight continues like this, even if the Blood God Son takes over Gong Bai's body one day, I'm afraid Gong Bai's life span will have come to an end by then, and by then it will be too late. What use will Zhang Chen have for Gong Bai's body?

Of course Zhang Chen couldn't just sit back and watch this happen. He saw a Wind-Fixing Pill in his sleeve, which was pinched between the index and middle fingers of his right hand. Just as Gong Bai screamed in panic, Zhang Chen took action, pinched the Wind-Fixing Pill between his two fingers and stuffed it into Gong Bai's mouth.

Gong Bai was horrified, his eyes full of horror. He didn't know how Zhang Chen woke up from his tricks. He hurriedly tried to turn into a breeze and escape from Zhang Chen's fingers. But at the critical moment, the drop of blood in his body broke out and disrupted the Qi in his body, making him freeze in place. He couldn't use his magical powers at all. He could only watch Zhang Chen stuff the Wind-Fixing Pill into his mouth, and then tap his throat, and the Wind-Fixing Pill slid into his abdomen.

Then Zhang Chen, holding an oil-paper umbrella, quickly retreated, and in just a few breaths he had distanced himself from Gong Bai.

"Ugh~"

Gong Bai quickly suppressed the Blood God's restlessness and poked his throat with a finger, trying to spit out what had fallen into his stomach. However, the Wind-Fixing Pill had its own spirituality, so how could he spit it out just because he wanted to?
Gong Bai dry-retched for a while, but he didn't vomit in the end. Besides, he didn't care about the Wind-Fixing Pill in his stomach at this moment, because the Blood God Son in his blood began to act up, and once it started, it was out of control. The Blood God Son attacked cities and strongholds all the way, constantly seizing control of his blood, meridians, and heart. He wanted to mobilize his supernatural powers to suppress it, but the divine power in his body turned into a stagnant pool of water under the effect of the Wind-Fixing Pill, and he couldn't mobilize it at all.

At this moment, he was just like an ordinary person without any divine power. He could only watch as the control over his body was taken away bit by bit by the other party.

Gong Bai is a smart man. How could he not know that he is in trouble at this moment?

So he simply gave up resistance and stared at Zhang Chen with his eyes fixed on him: "How did you wake up from my Enchantment Wind?"

"I have the Wind-Fixing Pill, how could I be harmed by your mere Soul-Bewitching Wind?" Zhang Chen smiled proudly.

"So you have been acting from the beginning to the end?" Gong Bai glared at Zhang Chen.

"Life is like a play, it all depends on your acting skills. I'm traveling around the world, my strength is not as good as others, I always have to have some skills to rely on. Look at you, weren't you fooled by me and fell?" Zhang Chen said sarcastically.

Hearing Zhang Chen's words, Gong Bai was so angry that his body trembled, but facing the reality, he had to give in after all: "What do you want?"

"I would like to borrow your body." Zhang Chen said.

Gong Bai's face changed: "You want to kill me?"

"It's not about killing you. It's about living on in this world for you." Zhang Chen corrected Gong Bai's words.

"I am a noble, you can't kill me! I will quote the Noble Convention and I am willing to pay the ransom." Gong Bai said hurriedly.

The so-called aristocratic convention is similar to the tacit understanding between aristocrats in the 21st century. If two armies fight, they cannot kill the other side's dignitaries if they are captured.

Just like Guan Yu in the Three Kingdoms, after being captured, he should not have died, but should have waited for Liu Bei to redeem him. However, who knew that he happened to meet a fool who directly chopped off Guan Yu's head, so Guan Yu died unjustly.

Although Zhang Chen didn't know what the aristocratic convention of this world was, he could guess most of it with a little guess.

"Too late!" Zhang Chen looked at Gong Bai.

Gong Bai was stunned: "What's late?"

"You should just be my puppet and live peacefully. I will take your place and make you the best master in the world." Zhang Chen wanted to imitate the path that Xiu Liu had taken in the past to see if he could cultivate a master of the fruit realm. The invasion of the demon army was a good opportunity for Zhang Chen. With the help of the slaughter in the north, he could cultivate a master of the blood path for himself to use and solve all kinds of troubles for him.

However, this time he was not cultivating an outsider, but his own Blood God Son.

Gong Bai stared at Zhang Chen with a pair of eyes full of despair: "Is there no room for negotiation?" Zhang Chen nodded, then shook his head and uttered two words decisively: "No."

"You will suffer retribution!"

Gong Bai felt his body gradually losing control, and his face became more and more ferocious.

Zhang Chen smiled upon hearing this: "Really? I don't know if I will suffer retribution, but I know you will be one step ahead of me."

Zhang Chen sensed that the Blood God had gradually taken control of Gong Bai's body, and was refining Gong Bai's spirit bit by bit, and his heart slowly relaxed.

No matter what, Gong Bai has mastered the power of the ninth level, which makes him a top master. Having such a subordinate will make things much easier for him in the future.

As the last trace of struggle in Gong Bai's eyes disappeared, a river of blood completely submerged his pupils. Gong Bai gradually regained control of his body. He took the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword in his hand, took a look at it, and directly put the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword into his body.

Zhang Chen waved his palm towards Gong Bai, and the Wind-Fixing Pill automatically returned to his spiritual world.

Who said that auxiliary skills are useless? Zhang Chen now feels that his auxiliary skills are comparable to magical tools at certain times.

Not to mention Gong Bai who has mastered the ninth-level power, even the masters of the Gong family who have mastered the twelfth-level power would still be no different when facing the Wind-Fixing Pill.

Zhang Chen looked at Gong Bai opposite him. After exchanging glances with Gong Bai, Gong Bai's figure flashed and disappeared directly into the street without a trace.

Zhang Chen knew what Gong Bai was going to do. His own Blood God Son was going to start a massacre in the north, killing the demons and the army of Pingbian Palace, and growing stronger in the killing.

Zhang Chen walked down the street holding an oil-paper umbrella, muttering, "I wonder how Zhou Chuan is doing. Can this old guy kill Gong Hei?"

He felt that without Gong Bai's help, Gong Hei would most likely not be a match for Zhou Chuan.

"Without the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword, I need to find another weapon." Zhang Chen felt that a good weapon was extremely important and could turn the tide at the critical moment.

Moreover, supernatural powers will eventually be exhausted, and the fight with weapons is also very important.

"I need to ask Xie Lingyun if there are any experts in this area." Zhang Chen wanted to refine the dragon horns into weapons. Although he was a cultivator, he did not know how to refine weapons.

The divine whip can barely be considered a weapon, but it is more commonly used as a magic weapon. The right way is to strike someone's soul by surprise.

Zhang Chen went all the way back to the inn. He did not go anywhere, but quietly waited for the time for Bai Cang to reincarnate. Of course, he could also switch to the perspective of the Blood God Son and watch his reaction. He saw the Blood God Son go out of the city and come to the place where the Inspection Office and the demon army were fighting. Without saying a word, he rushed directly into the battlefield and pounced on the demon army.

Wherever the blood shadow passed, it left behind a lot of dried corpses. The blood flowing on the ground was also absorbed by the Blood God Son and became his nutrients.

The outside of the city is about three hundred miles away from here, but it does not affect Zhang Chen's first-person view of the battlefield at all. It is like watching a cartoon. Countless lives have fallen at the hands of the Blood God.

"The Blood God Son is too suitable for killing on the battlefield. The battlefield is the Blood God Son's destination." Zhang Chen said to himself.

The sudden joining of the Blood God's Son caused the Inspection Division to intensify its offensive. The demon clan had fallen into chaos and began to suffer a setback.

On the third day, all the demon army was slaughtered, and countless livestock bodies fell. Xie Lingyun looked at the Blood God Son in a white robe without blood, and his eyes showed a touch of respect: "I am the Inspector General Xie Lingyun. I don't know which side of my human race you are from. Please leave your name, so that we can ask the emperor for credit on your behalf in the future."

Upon hearing this, the Blood God turned his head and looked at Xie Lingyun. He ignored Xie Lingyun's words and turned into a light of blood and disappeared on the spot.

"He is really a weirdo. He has killed so many people, but there is not a single blood stain on his body. When did such a strong man appear in the North?" Xie Lingyun looked at the receding figure of the Blood God Son, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Go, order them to check this person's background. It's strange that there is such a powerful person in the world, but my Inspection Department doesn't have any information on him." Xie Lingyun gave the order.

Hearing Xie Lingyun's words, the guards hurried down to prepare.

Inside the inn

Zhang Chen was drinking tea boredly, when a smell of blood wafted from outside the door, attracting Zhang Chen's attention. Zhang Chen followed the smell and saw Xie Lingyun in white and iron armor striding in from outside the door.

(End of this chapter)