From a scholar to a villain, I was a good person at the beginning

In just a few days, a grand hall had been erected on the main peak of Mount Wyvern, somewhat crude but still presentable.

Golden light frequently descended upon the hall.

"Elder Jiang!"

On the way, Wu Yazai ran into Jiang Zheng, who was hurrying along, and greeted him with a smile.

"Sect Leader."

Jiang Zheng returned the smile.

"Did Elder Jiang also receive the transmission?" Wu Yazai asked, looking somewhat worried.

"Yes," Jiang Zheng nodded. "Just now, the Alliance Leader sent a transmission saying he had important matters to discuss, so I put down the battlefield in hand and rushed here without stopping."

"Same here, it seems these evil cultivators…"

The two conversed as they descended towards the hall side by side.

…

Outside the hall, several disciples stood guard.

Disciples constantly flew back and forth on their swords, looking hurried.

Inside the hall, there were over a dozen chairs, but only five were occupied.

This was the maximum number of Golden Core cultivators that could be spared. Some battlefields were too important; if the Golden Core cultivators left, they probably wouldn't last long, and the defensive line would be breached.

Jiang Zheng's battlefield, however, was under relatively less pressure. The number of blood corpse waves had noticeably decreased this time, not even enough to form dozens of square formations. With the Alliance cultivators blocking them, it was more than enough.

"Senior Mo, I wonder…"

Qi Yun, the Sect Leader of the Qihuang Sect, spoke first.

"Call me Alliance Leader," Mo Wentian corrected.

Qi Yun: (ー_ー)!!

"Alliance Leader, those evil cultivators have been lying dormant for several days. This time, they feigned an attack but secretly crossed the battlefield to sacrifice humans and refine a kind of blood pill. We can't delay any longer; we should set off immediately!"

Qi Yun spoke again, urgently requesting orders.

The others nodded in agreement.

"Yes, Alliance Leader, every moment we delay here, we don't know how many lives are lost. Please issue the order as soon as possible."

"Yes, we can't delay…"

"Indeed, the reason I summoned you all here is for this matter."

Mo Wentian nodded, but he was in no hurry, showing no sense of urgency, with two expressionless puppets standing beside him.

Seeing Mo Wentian's calm demeanor, the others were as anxious as ants on a hot pot, their hearts filled with unease.

"Do you know why they want to refine that blood pill?" Seeing everyone's impatience, Mo Wentian threw out another question.

"Please tell us directly, Alliance Leader," Wu Yazai said, clearly the most anxious of them all.

Among all the people, the most calm and collected was Jiang Zheng. He seemed even calmer than Mo Wentian.

"Time is running out…"

Jiang Zheng calculated inwardly, glancing at Wu Yazai, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

That's right, he had already decided on the second candidate for the blood sacrifice: Wu Yazai, the Sect Leader of the Lingxi Sect.

But in recent days, he hadn't found an opportunity. He couldn't just kill Wu Yazai in public without a reason.

Not to mention whether the Alliance would agree, even the people of the Lingxi Sect wouldn't allow it.

Now that everyone was gathered together, there was even less of a chance.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zheng became even more anxious. Calculating the days, Song Yan's pill was about to be completed.

On the way here, Jiang Zheng had already received a transmission from Song Yan, telling him to prepare the blood sacrifice before sunrise tomorrow.

Therefore, no matter what, he had to bring Wu Yazai's body near Mount Lingxi before sunrise tomorrow. Time was short.

Success or failure depended on today!

Once Wu Yazai died, the fourth-stage Golden Core would be complete. Who could stop him then?!

Once Wu Yazai died, he would be the next Sect Leader of the Lingxi Sect!

When the time comes, he would kill Mo Wentian, and everything would be over.

"This blood pill method, I also saw it when I traveled abroad in my early years. The blood pill refined from all living beings as materials can not only increase a large amount of cultivation but also have the effect of breaking through realms!

And now it seems that they are sacrificing living beings everywhere, killing countless lives, and arousing the anger of both humans and gods. How can the refined blood pill be just one?!"

Mo Wentian paused, stroking his beard mysteriously and said:

"You might as well guess, why do they want to refine so many blood pills, what kind of plan deserves such a layout?"

"This…" One person began to ponder.

But others had just lowered their heads and hadn't had time to think carefully when Jiang Zheng suddenly spoke:

"Nascent Soul."

"Nascent Soul?!"

Everyone suddenly raised their heads, their hearts shocked.

"That's right," Jiang Zheng nodded, then explained:

"Only a Nascent Soul is worthy of such a layout. Among them, there are probably already Golden Core peak cultivators who have touched the threshold of Nascent Soul, or even half-step Nascent Soul. They want to use this blood to pile up a Nascent Soul cultivator.

They want to create an invincible master in this small place.

Their goal is not to slaughter living beings to refine blood pills. Blood pills are just part of their plan, and what they really want is to sweep across Anzhou!

I'm afraid they are not Anzhou cultivators, but… outsiders!"

As soon as the voice fell, a stone stirred up a thousand waves!

Everyone was shocked and their faces changed.

Nascent Soul cultivator!

On this continent, how many years has it been since a Nascent Soul cultivator appeared?

If Jiang Zheng's guess is correct, they really want to pile up a Nascent Soul. Once they succeed, who can stop these people on this continent?!

A Nascent Soul cultivator and a Golden Core are definitely not on the same level. If a Nascent Soul appears on this land, I am afraid that no matter how many Golden Cores there are, they cannot stop it!

Coupled with the endless army of blood corpses, Anzhou… is in danger.

No matter how much they don't want to accept such a reality, Jiang Zheng's reasoning is reasonable, well-founded, and logically smooth. They have to believe it.

Even, they have already agreed with this conclusion in their hearts by seventy or eighty percent.

And Jiang Zheng's reasoning is not groundless.

In fact, when he heard the wonderful use of the blood pill, he guessed such a result in the first time.

Because he had already fought against the blood master, and the aura on the opponent's body was definitely not comparable to a Golden Core cultivator.

But it was still a little short of being truly desperate, so he boldly speculated that the other party was not a real Nascent Soul.

But… a half-step Nascent Soul!

Like Xiao Qiuhe, below the Nascent Soul, above the Golden Core, but only that half-step away, but unable to cross, only with the help of the so-called power of the blood pill, can he push himself to the Nascent Soul in one fell swoop.

When he fought against the blood master at that time, if Kong Qing hadn't taken action, he would have turned into ashes under the opponent's casual blow.

At that time, he identified the other party as a Nascent Soul cultivator, but now it seems that if the blood master is really a true Nascent Soul cultivator, holding millions of soldiers, he would have swept across Anzhou long ago. Why would he have to plan step by step?

But if it is a half-step Nascent Soul, it makes sense. Although the Alliance cultivators seem to be struggling to support it now, if they really fight hard, even a half-step Nascent Soul can't bear it.

And associating with what Xiao Qiuhe said about the events of three thousand years ago, these suddenly emerging cultivators are probably the remnants of those years.

Of course, Jiang Zheng couldn't say the basis of these deductions. He just reminded them, as for whether they believed it or not.

Currently, all he can do for Anzhou is these.

But now it seems that they may have to prepare for the worst.

"Yes, little friend is very intelligent," Mo Wentian listened to Jiang Zheng's remarks and praised him without hesitation.

"Is it really so?! If they really create a Nascent Soul cultivator, what should we do?!"

Wu Yazai stood up in shock after hearing this, his expression agitated.

"Yes!"

"If this is the case, what should we do? Are we really going to watch these beasts destroy Anzhou?!"

"…"

"Don't be so excited," Mo Wentian pressed his hands down to calm everyone's excited emotions.

"This is just the speculation of the old man and the little friend. Even if it is true, how easy is it to really refine enough blood pills to pile up a Nascent Soul? The gap between Golden Core and Nascent Soul is beyond your imagination, otherwise the old man would not be stuck on this Golden Core peak for thousands of years without making any progress."

"Then we should make plans early," one person still couldn't let go.

"Yes, we should, but going there now… I'm afraid it's too late," Mo Wentian shook his head and sighed.