Chapter 0840: Blood Evil Dragon Lair

Chapter 0840: Lair of the Bloodfiend Dragon

Accompanying Long Chuanwu were several Half-Immortals from the Celestial Dragon Sect.

Just as they entered, Long Yucang arrived as well.

"What are you trying to do? Assaulting prisoners breaks the rules of the Dragon King Stronghold!" Long Yucang roared as he rushed in.

"Nothing much. We're just moving some prisoners to this spacious cell," said one of the elders.

The dozen or so prisoners were all Martial Kings—burly middle-aged men, clearly from the Demon Wilds.

Their intention for moving these prisoners here was obvious: to make Qin Yun pay.

Long Yucang saw through it immediately and quickly sent a voice transmission to Qin Yun: "Yun, get out of here! Don’t worry about me!"

Qin Yun, of course, wasn't about to run. He was now a Martial King, and his infiltration of the Dragon King Stronghold was going well so far.

"Let’s go outside!" Long Chuanwu sneered.

The elders also headed out through the door.

"Long Yucang, you should come out too!"

"Hurry up! Time's up for visitors!"

The elders barked at Long Yucang.

Left with no choice, Long Yucang stepped out. Suddenly, he realized he might have worried too much—he had seen the unshaken confidence in Qin Yun’s expression earlier.

Boom!

The heavy stone door was slammed shut with force.

Inside the cell, the dozen or so burly men leered viciously, their grins filled with lust.

One of them, covered in thick hair with pitch-black skin, sneered viciously, "This guy looks pretty tender. I’m gonna take him for myself!"

"Take me for yourself? You mean fight me?" Qin Yun frowned.

"Fight you? Hahaha… What’s fun about fighting? Having you is where the real fun is!" The burly man cackled.

A hot rush of revulsion surged through Qin Yun’s heart!

These men actually meant… *that*!

A terrible feeling clawed at Qin Yun—several of these burly men wanted to rape him.

"You make me sick!" Qin Yun took a few deep breaths and said calmly.

"Hahaha, this disgusts you already? Just wait—soon I’ll make you vomit your guts out!" The man roared with laughter.

The others joined in, roaring with amusement.

These men were all Martial Kings, and demonic cultivators to boot.

Even before his breakthrough, Qin Yun could have wiped the floor with them, let alone now. After his breakthrough, the energy stored in his DarkSun and bones had increased significantly. The combat energy he could unleash was now two or three times more powerful than before.

"Did Long Chuanwu send you here?" Qin Yun asked.

"What if he did, what if he didn’t? Drop your pants now if you don’t want a beating!" one of the burly men sneered.

Qin Yun felt another wave of disgust. He closed his eyes and said, "You disgust me. I should kill you, but that would be too merciful. I’ll make you beg for death!"

"Who the hell do you think you are? You’ll make us beg for death?"

"Talk big, huh? I like that!"

"Shut up and grab him! I’m first!"

Several burly men rushed forward.

Qin Yun blurred—and disappeared.

The dozen or so burly demonic cultivators froze, then frantically looked around for him.

"Where’d he go?"

"Damn it, this place isn’t that big. We’ll find him!"

"Split up and search! We’ll drag him out!"

Just as they were about to move, one of the burly men suddenly let out a piercing scream.

The others turned to see a hand piercing through the man’s abdomen, gripping his core.

*Crack!*

The core shattered, spewing rancid demonic fumes.

"My core… it’s gone!" the burly man wailed.

The other demonic cultivators rushed over.

Qin Yun smirked, drawing on the Righteous Qi Martial Soul within the Dark Sun. He unleashed a surge of Righteous Qi, sweeping forward with a wave of glowing white energy.

"Ahhh—!"

The demonic cultivators, engulfed in Righteous Qi, writhed as their bodies burned and rotted, black smoke curling off their skin.

"What the hell is this?!" one screamed, his flesh sloughing off grotesquely.

From a distance, Qin Yun sent forth blasts of white energy, relentlessly battering the demonic cultivators, their screams of agony filling the air.

Their once-muscular bodies shriveled to skeletons, their muscles decaying away.

"You’re hideous now—much better," Qin Yun said with a faint smile.

These demonic cultivators were doomed against Righteous Qi.

That power seared them like acid.

Even a demonic Emperor Wu would be groveling now before Qin Yun.

The dozen or so demonic cultivators, who had been so arrogant moments ago, now wailed like dying animals.

Qin Yun also sat in the corner, continuing to release his Martial King aura to temper his body and consolidate his cultivation.

Two days later, Long Chuanwu and his group arrived again.

Long Yucang had been lingering near the entrance of the forbidden area these past two days. The moment he saw Long Chuanwu appear, he followed them into the dungeon.

As the door opened, a foul stench assaulted their noses.

Those who entered the cell were shocked—some even nauseated—by the sight of the dozen or so mangled demonic cultivators.

Long Yucang was just as shocked. Even he might not have emerged unscathed if surrounded by over a dozen demonic Martial Kings in such a place. Yet Qin Yun sat calmly in the corner, meditating undisturbed.

Meanwhile, the dozen demonic cultivators lay writhing and whimpering on the ground, their bodies mangled and bloody.

"What... what did you do?" Long Chuanwu roared in fury. He had expected to find Qin Yun beaten beyond recognition after two days.

But Qin Yun was completely unharmed!

"They tried to attack me, so I fought back. That's all," Qin Yun said.

"Fighting is prohibited in the cells!" a Long family elder shouted. "Guards, seize him!"

At that moment, a Heavenly Dragon Sect elder stepped forward to examine one of the demonic cultivators' injuries and exclaimed, "It's the power of Righteous Qi! No wonder he, who hasn't even reached the Martial King realm, could easily defeat over a dozen of them!"

"So, he possesses the Righteous Qi Martial Soul?" Long Chuanwu exclaimed, his eyes filled with envy.

Long Yucang stared at Qin Yun in disbelief. In his eyes, Qin Yun was a cunning man—how could he possibly have such a righteous Martial Soul?

The elders from the Heavenly Dragon Sect and the Long family were equally astonished and hurried to inspect the demonic cultivators' wounds.

After careful examination, they confirmed that the injuries were indeed inflicted by Righteous Qi.

"Elder, can you extract his Martial Soul and give it to me?" Long Chuanwu cried out eagerly.

"No! The Righteous Qi Martial Soul is extremely unique... If someone with impure intentions tries to fuse with it, they will suffer backlash and die! Your intentions may not be impure, but we cannot take such a risk!" the Heavenly Dragon Sect elder replied.

"How did this guy awaken such a Martial Soul?" Long Chuanwu, knowing his own nature, dared not force the fusion—it would cost him his life. "Kill him! If I can’t have it, no one can!"

"Long Chuanwu, this isn’t your territory—control yourself!" Long Yucang quickly moved to stand beside Qin Yun.

"He engaged in a private fight in the cell and must be punished!" a Long family elder declared, their tone dripping with jealousy and a desire to eliminate Qin Yun.

Suddenly, the Heavenly Dragon Sect elder shouted, "Wait! This man has the Righteous Qi Martial Soul. If we use him as a guide into the Bloodfiend Dragon Lair, it will surely make our journey smoother!"

Qin Yun’s gut twisted with dread.

Long Yucang yelled, "Have you all gone mad?"

"Long Yucang, you know how important the Bloodfiend Dragon Lair is to our Long family!" the Heavenly Dragon Sect elder sneered. "If we can retrieve that relic from within, it will greatly benefit our Dragon Blood lineage!"

Long Chuanwu grinned viciously. "Right! Let this guy serve as our vanguard! The Bloodfiend Dragon Lair is filled with fiendish beasts—his Righteous Qi will easily purge them!"

Long Yucang angrily retorted, "Not even a Half-Immortal would survive in the Bloodfiend Dragon Lair, let alone a mere Martial Lord!"

"It's decided! Ever since our descent from Immortal Wasteland, we've been ordered to conduct a full expedition of the Bloodfiend Dragon Lair. Hahaha... We move out in three days!" the Heavenly Dragon Sect elder laughed.

"If I guide you through, will it count as atonement?" Qin Yun suddenly asked.

"If you scout the path and guide us to the Bloodfiend Dragon’s Sanctum in the depths of the lair, we will consider your debt repaid! Your past transgressions will be forgiven," the Long family elder declared.

"Fine, I accept!" Qin Yun said.

"We'll be back for you in three days. For now, just stay put!" the elder said.

After the group left, Long Yucang paced back and forth, shaking his head.

"What’s the matter, Boss Long?" Qin Yun asked.

"Yun, you don’t understand—that Blood Evil Dragon Cave is a nightmare!" Long Yucang sighed. "They’re basically throwing you to your doom!"

"Where is the Blood Evil Dragon Cave?" Qin Yun asked.

"It’s buried deep under our Dragon King Manor. It's one of our Long family's secrets! I only know because my grandfather mentioned it once!" Long Yucang whispered. "Rumor says the Blood Evil Dragon Cave holds a legendary martial art—some kind of ultra-powerful Dao technique!"

"A Dao technique?" Qin Yun perked up.

"It’s a cultivation art that taps into the Great Dao’s laws—ridiculously strong—almost like Divine Arts! This kind of Divine Arts can be directly learned!" Long Yucang said. "I’ll check if my grandfather’s left seclusion yet. Only he can stop them!"

Long Yucang quickly left the dungeon as well!

Qin Yun was stunned—Dragon King Manor sat right over the Blood Evil Dragon Cave!

He rushed to a corner to meditate and prepare himself.

Three days flew by.

Qin Yun was escorted out and brought to a massive mountain on the western side of Dragon King Manor.

There was a cave entrance in the mountain, with many people gathered in front of it.

Even Xian Rujing had come!

She gave Qin Yun a cold glare and scoffed. It seemed she hadn't broken ties with Long Chuanwu and was still standing beside him.