Undercurrents

Yin Yanjun returned to his room, closed the door gently, and sat cross-legged on the bed. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and began to practice the skills in the "Taixu Sword Canon". As the skills were practiced, the breath in his body gradually became thicker, as if a force was awakening in his body.

Since he was brought to the core area of ​​the demon clan, he has been testing medicine for Bai Qiuyun, and has accumulated a lot of medicinal materials and blood essence in his body. Although these medicinal powers are mixed, fortunately his "Zhuzhao" skills can refine these medicinal powers. Every night when he was bound by the Xuanbing chain, he would practice the skills and gradually absorb these medicinal powers for his own use.

"It seems that this Zhuyin bloodline is indeed not simple." Yin Yanjun thought secretly in his heart, but soon he gathered his mind and continued to practice. He knew that his current strength was far from enough, and he must seize every opportunity to improve himself.

The contents of the "Taixu Sword Canon" kept emerging in his mind, as if an invisible sword was condensing in his heart. Although he didn't have a real sword, he had already begun to try to condense the sword energy. Every time he practiced the technique, he could feel that his understanding of the swordsmanship was getting deeper.

"Next time, let's see if there is any chance for Bai Qiuyun to give me a sword." Yin Yanjun thought to himself, with a glimmer of expectation in his eyes.

At the same time, Hu Xiaotian returned to his mansion with a gloomy face. He sat in the hall with a cold look and said to the servant beside him: "Go check the details of Yin Yanjun. I want to see where he comes from."

The servant responded respectfully and turned away. Hu Xiaotian clenched his fists, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes: "Bai Qiuyun, do you think you won? Humph, this tiger blood essence is not so easy to get. Wait until I find out the details of that kid, and then I will slowly deal with you." He stood up, walked to the window, looked at the Tianxian Palace in the distance, and sneered: "Yin Yanjun, no matter who you are, if you dare to ruin my good deeds, don't blame me for being ruthless." -- Tianxian Palace -- Bai Qiuyun stood in front of the window, looking at the starry sky in the distance, with a hint of deep meaning in her eyes. She played with the bottle of tiger blood essence in her hand, and her mouth corners rose slightly: "Yin Yanjun, how many surprises can you bring me?" She recalled the scene in the duel today, and Yin Yanjun's performance really surprised her. A slave without cultivation could easily defeat Hu Xiaotian's servant. This is by no means accidental. "Perhaps, he has more secrets." Bai Qiuyun whispered to himself, with a trace of curiosity and calculation in his eyes. "What is Qiuyun thinking about? I heard that slave shined in the duel arena today." Zi Li walked out from Bai Qiuyun's side, and there was no emotion in her cold words.

"I was thinking that he is a slave without cultivation, but he has such fighting power because of his Zhu Yin blood. Then how should I use his Zhu Yin blood." Bai Qiuyun said slowly to Zi Li.

Zi Li walked to the side of the table, poured herself a cup of iced soul tea, and took a sip with her moist and plump lips: "Don't worry, I have already thought of a way for you. Let your two maids collect his essence every other day, and then I will ask the elders to help you make medicine. There are only two weeks left before the blood sacrifice ceremony."

Bai Qiuyun also sat opposite Zi Li, and said with a complicated expression: "But, after all, they have been helping me since I was a child."

"They are just two maids, and helping you is what they must do unconditionally." Zi Li glanced at Bai Qiuyun and replied lightly.

Bai Qiuyun looked embarrassed, with a shy look in her eyes: "Well... okay, I'll ask them what they think."

"Since it's agreed, I'll leave first. By the way, is he tied with the black ice chain for one hour every day?"

Bai Qiuyun hurriedly replied: "Yes, I will still abide by this."

Zi Li nodded with satisfaction and turned to leave the room. Bai Qiuyun looked at her back, with a complex emotion in her eyes. She knew that she was using Yin Yanjun, but it was all worth it to go further in the blood sacrifice of all races.

In the dead of night, Yin Yanjun was still immersed in cultivation. Suddenly, he felt a strange breath approaching his room.

He opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were like lightning, and he was alert in his heart: "Who is it?" He quickly restrained his breath and pretended to be asleep, but his consciousness was quietly released, carefully exploring the movements around him.

Soon, he found a black shadow approaching his door quietly.

"Could it be someone sent by Hu Xiaotian?" Yin Yanjun thought to himself, quietly gathering strength in his hands, ready to attack at any time.

The door was gently pushed open, and a dark shadow flashed in. The man was wearing a nightgown, with a black cloth covering his face, revealing only a pair of sharp eyes.

He approached Yin Yanjun's bed carefully, holding a dagger with a cold glow in his hand. At the moment when the man raised the dagger, Yin Yanjun suddenly turned over and slashed at the other's wrist with a hand knife. The man's reaction was also very fast, and he quickly retreated and avoided the attack.

"Sure enough, there are two tricks." The man in black sneered, his voice hoarse.

"Who are you? Why do you want to kill me?" Yin Yanjun asked coldly, his eyes like a knife.

"You don't need to know." Before the man in black finished speaking, his figure flashed and pounced on Yin Yanjun again.

Yin Yanjun did not dare to be careless, and quickly operated the skills, and the Zhuyin blood in his body instantly turned into streams of hot currents flowing into his body. His speed suddenly increased, and he easily avoided the attack of the man in black, and then punched the opponent's chest.

The man in black obviously didn't expect Yin Yanjun to be so fast, and he could only resist this punch in a hurry. With a "bang", the man in black was shocked back several steps, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"It seems that I underestimated you." The man in black wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a trace of viciousness flashed in his eyes.

"Who sent you?" Yin Yanjun asked again, his tone cold. The man in black did not answer, but took out a black talisman from his arms and crushed it violently. In an instant, a black smoke spread and enveloped the entire room.

Yin Yanjun quickly held his breath, but the black smoke seemed to contain some kind of toxin, his vision began to blur, and his body gradually became weak.

"Not good!" Yin Yanjun was startled and quickly operated his skills to try to dispel the toxins in his body. At this moment, the man in black pounced on him again, and the dagger pierced his throat. Yin Yanjun barely dodged the fatal blow by leaning sideways, but a deep wound was cut on his shoulder.

"It's over." The man in black sneered and raised the dagger again. At the critical moment, a silver light suddenly shot in from outside the door and hit the man in black's wrist directly. The dagger fell to the ground, and the man in black screamed and quickly retreated.

"Who is it?" The man in black covered his wrist and looked outside the door in horror.

"Killing people on the master's territory, don't you take our princess too seriously?" I saw a woman outside the door with black hair as black as ink, hanging down to her waist smoothly, and a few strands of black hair fell on her shoulders inadvertently. Although she was wearing simple clothes, it added a bit of natural beauty that was not easy to detect. But she was holding a silvery cold needle between her fingers, her face full of anger, and yelled at the man in the night.

The man in black replied disdainfully: "Haha, what do you care about me?"

"You are so stubborn." At this time, Bai Qiuyun walked out from the maid.

The man in the night looked surprised and said strangely: "It seems that this little medicine boy is not ordinary. I can let you, the princess of the fox clan, come out to deal with me personally, so I won't bother you."

The man in black fell to the ground with foam at the mouth as soon as he finished speaking. "Did you swallow the poison? Xiao Ning, go and throw away this garbage." Bai Qiuyun said to the pretty maid.

"I understand, Miss." Xiao Ning replied respectfully. She stood up and took the man in the night away.