Assassin Seven, starting in Shennong Kingdom!

Mo Lang struggled to his feet, clutching his head, still adjusting to the effects of the Blood Demon's backlash.

"Ah Lang, are you alright?"

"I'm fine, tsk..."

Xinyu looked at the two of them, as if she had made up her mind, and then turned and left.

They caught up with Qin Ming.

"Ok?"

Qin Ming glanced at the wooden board in Xin Yu's hand, and saw her quickly write some words.

"Please teach me how to control Mo Lang, please."

On the way back to the private school, Xinyu thought he was unwilling to teach, so she kept begging him, and finally knelt down and kowtowed to the ground.

Qin Ming sighed, somewhat helplessly, "It's not that I don't want to teach you, but this Qi Needle technique requires the coordination of internal energy. It's not something you can learn on a whim. It might take you a few years to learn it."

"I will work very hard!"

Xinyu looked very serious.

Qin Ming sighed again. Who are these people?

However, this determination was indeed the best motivation, and without saying anything more, he began to guide her in the art of medical communication from the beginning.

Martial arts techniques cannot be passed on. Mo Lang and Bai Qi each have their own paths to follow, and passing them on would only hinder them.

Mo Lang is single-minded; that's his personality. Even if he had other martial arts techniques, he would most likely stick to the Blood Demon Technique and go all the way down that path.

Because there's too much for him to handle...

Bai Qi is different; he has exceptional talent, excelling in both martial arts and intellect.

However, if he wants to take a shortcut, he is destined to take the path of technology.

……

Time flies, and a week has passed.

Whoosh! boom!

A blue burst of true energy slammed directly into a boulder, cracking it all over.

After Bai Qineng mastered the basics of Qi Induction, he displayed amazing talent and focused all his attention on martial arts. He quickly mastered the secrets of Qi Induction and Qi Refining.

Although Mo Lang was also practicing, his progress was far surpassed by Bai Qi.

"Tsk..."

Feeling depressed, Mo Lang turned and left.

As I walked out of the village, I saw children passing by.

Suddenly, a bloodthirsty thought surged in Mo Lang's mind, and his eyes turned bloodshot. He awoke with a start and quickened his pace to the edge of the village.

Arriving at a riverbank, Mo Lang felt heavy-hearted. Looking down, he saw a scarlet, ferocious face reflected in the water, which startled him.

"What the hell!?"

"Hehe, what a pity..."

"who!?"

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Before Mo Lang could react, everything went black, and he was taken away.

A moment later, two figures passed by.

"In any case, the evil practice of the Blood Demon Technique must be eradicated."

“I’ve already tried, and he won’t give up the Blood Demon Technique easily. You should also understand how much an obsession can affect a person sometimes.”

"Ugh……"

Lianzang sighed and said, "That's why our Tianlian Sect's martial arts are the nemesis of the Blood Demon. If one's obsession is too strong, one will easily fall into the demonic path and eventually become a disaster."

Qin Ming remained noncommittal, suggesting that if Mo Lang and Bai Qi didn't have such deep obsessions, their future achievements might be less.

But correspondingly, they will be safer.

It's a mixed bag, but right now they're definitely determined to go down this dead end, and nobody can stop them.

Suddenly, Qin Ming stopped in his tracks.

"how?"

Lianzang turned his head with some surprise.

He was invited by Gu Maoning to deal with Mo Lang, because Gu Maoning was worried that Qin Ming had no intention of harming Mo Lang.

When it comes to dealing with the Blood Demon, the Heavenly Lotus Sect is definitely the more professional and suitable choice.

Qin Ming glanced around, a faint glint in his eyes, and a purple and red aura was clearly visible in his vision.

"Observing Qi"

This is also a martial art, but it's a support type and extremely niche.

Moreover, the training requires a lot of talent, but that doesn't stump him.

“The Shadow Assassin Hong Ye came here, and Mo Lang was taken away by him.”

"Um!?"

With a slight change in expression, Lianzang asked solemnly, "Are you sure?"

"It is indeed his aura, and Mo Lang as well. It seems that the power of the Blood Demon has been activated. Hong Ye has secretly cultivated a lot of people who practice the Blood Demon Technique."

"That madman! What is he trying to do?"

Lianzang's expression was gloomy.

The Blood Demon Technique has always been a taboo, even in the Xuanwu Kingdom it is considered an evil cultivation method, and the Tianlian Sect has always resisted and tried to eliminate it.

Qin Ming shook his head, then pondered for a moment before suddenly saying, "He must have used bloodletting to activate Mo Lang's Blood Demon power. Perhaps this is an opportunity."

Lianzang remained relatively calm, but upon hearing this, her eyes flashed, "Are you confident?"

"There are some, but not many."

Qin Ming knew very well that people like Hong Ye, who had no weaknesses, were the most dangerous.

Killing him would be difficult, but this is indeed an opportunity.

There's no harm in trying; since he can't kill Hongye, Hongye is even less likely to threaten him.

Immediately, Qin Ming and Lian Zang discussed a plan.

……

puff!

“ROARRAHHHHHH!!!”

Like the roar of a dying beast struggling, Mo Lang was now completely dominated by the power of the Blood Demon. Hong Ye spared no effort to use her own blood as nourishment, thus fully activating his power of the Blood Demon!

Meanwhile, Mo Lang was unconsciously and frantically cultivating the power of the Blood Demon!

However, the gap in strength was still too great, and Hong Ye effortlessly brought Mo Lang to the brink of death time and time again.

tick...

How many more times is that bastard going to kill me?

How much longer... am I supposed to stay here...?

I don't want to drink that guy's blood anymore... I want to go home...

What are people doing...?

As his consciousness gradually faded, Mo Lang entered a near-death state once again, and his consciousness traveled to another space.

crackle...

He awoke beside a campfire, wondering, "Where is everyone else?..."

"take!"

A hand reached out from the side and handed him a bowl of beef offal. "Eat up, you brat."

"Old man..."

Mo Lang then began to wolf down his food. As the power of the Blood Demon grew stronger, his sense of taste gradually disappeared, and ordinary food lost its flavor. But at this moment, it felt as if he had returned to Baiye Village in Niu Zhan Kingdom.

The beef offal in my hand still tasted and felt familiar...

"Eat slowly."

"It's not enough to eat, you old geezer. You need to be full to have the strength to avenge me."

"Don't make it sound like I'm dead!"

"After this, I'm going to eat twenty bowls of beef offal! Freshly sliced ​​beef shank, brisket, tripe! And brisket fat, hanging tenderloin..."

"Eat more vegetables, you brat!"

"..."

Mo Lang suddenly fell silent, his expression somewhat somber. He vaguely understood that everything before him was just a hallucination from his impending death, but he still muttered to himself, "I really want to have hot pot with everyone."

"Don't look so downcast, you're making a fool of yourself here."

Suddenly, several figures appeared in front of the firelight: Bai Qi, Xin Yu, and Jasmine.

"Hurry up and get it done, or we won't wait for you to eat."

"Everyone……"

……

As his consciousness gradually returned and his blood boiled, Mo Lang slowly got up without needing to draw blood to heal his injuries.

"Ok?"

Hong Ye paused, then suddenly turned around, only to be greeted by a fist radiating a scarlet aura.

boom!

"Going home! Hot pot!!!"