This is what villains are like

Jiang Lan glanced at Su Qinghan with interest and had no intention of explaining more.

After he sat down, Chu Chan immediately came over, picked up the wine bottle, and obediently filled the glazed gold bottle in front of him.

The pale golden wine liquid is like an emerald jade bead, flowing with crystal brilliance and filled with a rich wine aroma.

Just one sniff makes you feel intoxicated.

Glaze Qiong Xianlu.

Although Chu Chan has never been to Zuixianju, she has already heard about the wine in Zuixianju.

Just for the small cup in front of her, the raw materials for brewing it were sky-high, beyond what she could have imagined.

Moreover, the Glazed Qiongxian Dew has a price but no market.

Some practitioners with advanced cultivation skills will collect it even if they buy it, and will not taste it easily.

Even if the meat is served in special vessels, you can still see traces of rays of light flowing out of it.

It is no exaggeration to describe the dishes on this table as priceless.

Her heart trembled slightly, but she still maintained a calm expression on her face, not wanting to show such an ugly appearance that she had never seen in the world.

Su Qinghan's eyes were cold, and when he saw Chu Chan next to Jiang Lan like this, he smiled lightly in his heart.

She knew that Jiang Lan had mysophobia, and if Chu Chan did this, not only would it not please him, but it would be counterproductive.

Of course, it was also her first time to come to Tianzi Building No. 1 in Zuixianju, and it was also her first time to see such luxurious dishes.

From a certain perspective, it fits the outside world's "arrogant, extravagant and lewd" persona.

……

"How's the investigation going in Danzhou County?"

At the same time, he was sitting by the window in an inn in Anyang City.

A middle-aged man wearing coarse linen clothes was sitting there quietly. On the table in front of him were several plates of side dishes and drinks.

Between his sleeves, there is a flower embroidered with gold and black threads. If you don't look carefully, you can't find it at all.

In front of him, a woman covered in light armor sat opposite her. She wore a mask on her face, and her facial features could not be seen, only her graceful body curves could be seen.

Hanging on the waist is a token with the word "prison", which is intertwined with Taoist rhymes and made of extraordinary material.

"Do you mean what happened on the Bloody Plateau?" the woman wearing light armor asked in a calm tone.

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Young Master is very concerned about such a big change happening on the Bloody Plateau and wants to know if it is caused by the Blood Immortal Cult."

"Thousands of years ago, the disaster of the Blood Immortal Sect destroyed all life, and our Daxia suffered heavy losses. If we did not occupy the favorable terrain of Zhongtian State, I am afraid that it would be invaded by other territories..."

The woman replied, "That place is probably the ruins of the Blood Immortal Sect, but our Supervisor Tiansi has sent people to monitor the surrounding areas, and nothing unusual has been found. This change is indeed strange."

"We will use various methods later to trace back some of the scenes at that time, and indeed there were unexpected discoveries..."

"Oh?" The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise, "What discovery?"

The woman said calmly, "The descendant of the Blood Immortal Sect has appeared in the world again."

"What……"

The middle-aged man's expression changed, his pupils trembled, and he almost stood up.

Given his state of mind, he couldn't help but feel a sense of trembling and horror.

The woman was not surprised by the change in his expression. She nodded and said, "After the turmoil on the Bloody Plateau subsided, we sent people to investigate. Although affected by the residual aura of the Blood Immortal Sect's formation, many scenes were unclear. "

"But the only thing that can be determined is that many monsters died among them, and all of them had their life breaths plundered, and not even their corpses were left."

At this point, the middle-aged man also understood, took a deep breath, and calmed down.

"In other words, that amazing vision is actually a descendant of the Blood Immortal Sect, practicing in it?"

The woman nodded and said nothing more.

The middle-aged man's expression was gloomy and uncertain. Was such an astonishing vision just caused by his spiritual practice?

How terrifying are the current successors of the Blood Immortal Sect?

Where are those beings hiding now? For so many years, no news or trace has come out.

"So, what happened that day was actually just him provoking all parties, or was he summoning the remnants of the Blood Immortal Sect?" He asked urgently again.

The woman's dark eyebrows frowned under her visor, as if she was also thinking about this issue.

"I guess... the Blood Immortal Sect may be about to take action. The successor of the Blood Immortal Sect should be summoning the remnants of the Blood Immortal Sect. The abbot of the Compassion Temple used his destiny power before he was enthroned. He saw A disaster that will sweep across Kyushu in the future.”

"The Blood Immortal Cult will make a comeback again, far more terrifying than ever before."

"During this period, bloodshed and massacres of varying degrees occurred in many remote areas outside Daxia. I suspect that it was the remnants of the Blood Immortal Sect who were collecting nutrients for blood sacrifices," she said slowly.

Today, the land of Kyushu is divided into five major boundaries: Zhongtian Prefecture, Nanhuang Prefecture, Beihai, Xiling, and Dongyuan.

Among them, Daxia is the recognized overlord of Zhongtian State.

All the surrounding dynasties and clans came to visit, and there were also large and small aristocratic families and sects in the territory.

Outside the borders of Daxia, the other immortal sects have a detached status and do not interfere with Daxia's rule.

The emergence of the Blood Immortal Sect has greatly impacted and threatened Daxia's status.

Including the entire Zhongtian State, it has been swept by wars and chaos.

The Blood Immortal Sect attempts to establish a religious system large enough to rule the entire land of Kyushu.

Regardless of whether it is a dynasty, a country, or an immortal sect, everyone must obey its discipline and rule.

But those who are dissatisfied will be destroyed and obliterated.

Thousands of years ago, it brought endless bloody storms to the entire land of Kyushu.

Records of that turmoil can even be found in many classics, calligraphy and paintings.

Ten cities and nine empty spaces were filled with corpses, and the mountains and forests were stained with blood. Many people even called it the Dark Blood Age.

Countless families, dynasties and states were destroyed in that era.

To this day, some of the older generation of monks who experienced that era are still full of fear when they mention the Blood Immortal Sect.

"It actually has something to do with the Blood Immortal Cult. Young Master, he still doubts... whether it could be the work of the Prime Minister's Mansion..." The middle-aged man sighed.

The woman glanced at him and simply said, "Please be careful what you say."

"Speaking of which, the young master of the Prime Minister's Office actually appeared in Anyang City and was assassinated some time ago. I thought it would cause an uproar, but I never thought it would die down soon. Some people in the court suspected that someone wanted to sow discord between the Prime Minister and the Prime Minister. Royal relations..."

"I don't know the identity of that assassin. Do you know it?" the middle-aged man asked again.

The woman said nothing.

As a member of the Supervisory Office, she would not interfere with the factions in Daxia, let alone ask any questions.

"Thank you very much for what happened today."

"Now is a troubled time. The Blood Immortal Sect has reappeared in the world, and Zhongtian State's Dao Dao Ceremony will also be held. I hope you can protect yourself...junior sister."

Seeing this, the middle-aged man sighed softly, stood up, cupped his hands briefly, and then left.