Cultivation Begins with Skill Points-Chapter 231 Han Jin’s Bait

"No! What kind of martial art is this? This flame dragon actually has spirituality. Zhong Lin, how did you do it?"

An extremely sharp curse burst from Han Jin’s mouth, then he fled without hesitation.

The speed was extremely fast, like an arrow piercing through clouds, a shooting star transitioning, and in the blink of an eye, he was already a hundred meters away.

"Trying to run?"

Zhong Lin took a step that seemed like teleportation, crossing hundreds of meters in an instant, directly appearing in front of Han Jin. Then, in his terrified gaze, he grabbed Han Jin by the neck.

At the same time, Han Jin’s clothes began to ignite, his face twisted in an instant, as if undergoing an extremely terrifying torture, continuously wailing in pain.

"Spiritual Origin Realm, it’s the Spiritual Origin Realm, isn’t it?"

Despite suffering immense pain, Han Jin still stared straight at Zhong Lin.

"You’re very smart."

Zhong Lin did not kill Han Jin immediately but tossed him aside.

"What’s the deal with these blood corpses?"

Han Jin struggled to get up from the ground, but the Innate True Qi in his body was locked by Zhong Lin, and the pain of his broken arm left him powerless to struggle, only able to lean against the stone wall beside him.

"Haha... cough cough, Spiritual Origin Realm, there really is a Spiritual Origin Realm, but it’s a pity it’s not me. In this world, the birth of a freak like you makes it possible. Without you, given enough time, I could have swept across the entire continent, sacrificed all the martial artists, and achieved that supreme Spiritual Origin Realm."

Han Jin’s voice was filled with madness, and his eyes became blood-red, but soon he returned to calmness, looking at Zhong Lin despairingly.

"These blood corpses were created by me using Blood Soul Pills. Each one can rival a martial artist of grade introduction, but they’re useless now."

"I figured."

Zhong Lin’s heart sank; his previous guess was indeed correct.

"So all the people who disappeared on Xuan Gui Continent during this time were captured by you and turned into blood corpses?"

"Yes, am I not amazing? Over the years, I modified the Elixir Recipe of the Blood Soul Pill. With just one, an ordinary person can have the power of a martial artist of grade introduction. A single blood corpse isn’t significant, but with tens or hundreds of thousands, the entire continent would be at my feet."

Han Jin chuckled evilly, his shoulders trembling slightly, resembling an evil scientist.

"You’ve been cultivating the Blood Soul Technique, right?"

"How did you know?"

"The Blood Soul Technique is indeed magical, able to absorb the essence and blood of martial artists for cultivation and rapid advancement. But it’s a pity that the Innate Martial Artist is his limit, and it can’t reach the Spiritual Origin Realm. Your conspiracy is useless," Zhong Lin said.

Han Jin’s expression did not change at all, nor did he become hysterical; instead, he remained very calm.

Zhong Lin frowned: "You don’t seem disappointed?"

Normally, when people hear that all their efforts could not yield the desired results, they become disappointed, angry, or even incredulous.

"Why should I be disappointed? I knew this all along."

"You knew?"

"If the Blood Demon Technique could allow one to break through to the Spiritual Origin Realm, the Blood Demon Sect would not have been destroyed back then but would have long dominated this land, turning everyone into blood food, like fat pigs in a pen, slaughtering them once they’re fattened." Han Jin murmured.

"Who told you that?"

"Heh, do I need anyone to tell me?"

Han Jin looked at Zhong Lin as if he were a fool, letting out a night owl-like laugh.

Zhong Lin immediately fell silent, feeling scorned.

"Why do you think I’ve been improving the Blood Soul Pill all these years? Did you see those blood crystals? That’s the key for me to break through to the Spiritual Origin Realm, but unfortunately, I’m still a step late. Zhong Lin, how did you break through? Just tell me, and I’ll give you the Elixir Recipe of the Blood Soul Pill. Then you can make blood corpses yourself and condense blood crystals. You can feel the effect of blood crystals; it’s very good."

Good is an understatement; it’s simply excellent. Not only can it be used for enhancing spiritual origin, but it even benefits the cultivation of the Dragon Elephant Golden Body.

"This Han Jin is truly a talent to come up with such a method and even succeed. Give him enough time, and with the aid of a vast amount of blood crystals, he might really break through to the Spiritual Origin Realm."

Chen Jia’s voice also came from the Soul Nourishing Ring, generously offering his praise.

With the improvement of cultivation, the Blood Demon Technique requires stronger martial artists’ essence and blood, as common blood becomes useless to them.

But bear in mind, the cultivation of martial artists is inherently like a pyramid; the closer to the top, the fewer martial artists there are, unable to meet the breakthrough needs.

However, blood crystals are different. Even when ordinary people consume Blood Soul Pills, they can condense them. Their quality may not suffice, but quantity can make up for it. An immense amount of blood crystals might indeed allow Han Jin to break through in this Primordial Qi-thin Xuan Gui Continent.

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"Tell me, just tell me, and I’ll give you the Elixir Recipe of the Blood Soul Pill. I don’t know if Blood Soul Pills are still useful for the Spiritual Origin Realm, but with them, your Sword Cauldron Sect can continuously cultivate experts, even Spiritual Origin Realm experts."

Han Jin said eagerly, like a dying man desperate to know the final truth.

Zhong Lin looked deeply at Han Jin and said, "You’re too hasty."

Han Jin’s expression changed, then he smiled: "Indeed, a bit too hasty, but will you take my bait?"

Zhong Lin sighed, "Han Jin, you truly are a talent; to create something like a blood crystal by blazing a new path. Even before dying, you won’t forget to trap me. A Blood Soul Pill that uses ordinary people to create blood crystals, what a good thing! If I did agree, the Sword Cauldron Sect that has been passed down for a millennium would soon perish!"

The Sword Cauldron Sect, passed down for millennia, has a fundamental philosophy of detachment from worldly matters, focusing solely on practice. However, the emergence of the Blood Soul Pill would surely disrupt the balance. No one would refuse the treasure that is blood crystals. Once they started using Blood Soul Pills, it would be uncontrollable, and the once-detached sect would undoubtedly become a demon sect.

What awaits could be a hundred years of glory, but it will ultimately become a target for all, maybe it would start internally, or maybe external forces would come first, but the inevitable result would be its destruction.

Looking at the still confident Han Jin, Zhong Lin leaned down and whispered in his ear, "I might have agreed earlier, but now I don’t need to. I found a way out."

The smile on Han Jin’s face suddenly froze, then he roared in anger with a sinister look, struggling to grab Zhong Lin with his remaining arm.

"Hahaha!"

Zhong Lin laughed heartily, easily dodged, and with a wave of his right hand, Han Jin’s entire body was engulfed in flames, turning into a wisp of ash in an instant, ending his life of sin.

On the other side, the Red Flame Dragon also flew back, and within the valley, the blood corpses had long vanished, leaving only a ground full of blood crystals.

"Why did you kill him? The Blood Soul Pill is still quite good." Chen Jia said with a tinge of regret.