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Watching the two men put away the gold, Zhou Yang was quite happy that he could successfully join the Blood Demon Sect with such a small amount of gold.

The two big men looked at each other and winked at each other. The leading big man said to Zhou Yang: "The sect has its own rules. You are a newcomer, so you need to be observed for a while before you can be taken to meet the sect leader."

"Yes, I will follow the arrangements of the two immortals."

"Since we are already from the same sect, don't call me Immortal Master. Just call us Senior Brother."

Zhou Yang bowed again: "Thank you, two brothers."

"Well, come with us!"

As they spoke, a token appeared in their hands. After waving it towards the sky a few times, the trees blocking the way in front of them immediately disappeared and a tree-lined path appeared.

Seeing the two people walking into the path, Zhou Yang immediately followed. To be on the safe side, Zhou Yang would mark a Flying Thunder God mark every time he walked a distance.

Regardless of whether these two people were sincere or not, as long as he entered the mountain protection formation, he could find a way to find the pool. As long as he found the Blood Demonic Scripture, he would not lose out on this trip.

Not long after, Zhou Yang followed the two people to a thatched hut. In front of the hut, there was nothing else except a well. Zhou Yang couldn't understand how a well was dug on the mountain.

"Junior brother, you can rest here for now! We will come to see you in the evening!"

"Ah? Okay, okay! Two senior brothers, are there any other senior brothers here? I'll go and greet them! I'm new here, so I can't be impolite."

"Haha, it's okay, they are all out. They won't be back until the evening."

Zhou Yang looked at the surrounding environment suspiciously, then looked at the two people with shifty eyes, and knew that these two guys might not have any good intentions.

"Oh, you two brothers, please go ahead. I'll just walk around here."

"Junior brother, there are many dangers in this mountain! You'd better go back to your room quickly." The big man smiled slightly and looked at the person next to him. The person immediately understood what he meant and blocked Zhou Yang's way.

Seeing that the two of them had formed a horn and surrounded him, Zhou Yang became more alert to the thatched cottage behind him: "Second Brother, what do you mean by this?"

"What do you mean? Junior brother! Look at my two brothers, we are only at the fourth level of demonic energy. It is really because of the lack of cultivation resources that we can't make any progress in our cultivation! I would like to ask you to do us a favor."

Zhou Yang laughed. Damn it! I haven't figured out how to plot against you yet, and you're plotting against me right from the start. Do you really think I'm a sick cat?

"Eight Gates of Ninjutsu, Jingmen! Open!"

Zhou Yang lowered his body and shouted loudly! Green chakra energy instantly exploded from Zhou Yang's body.

The two of them were still looking at Zhou Yang, crying and begging for their lives, but they didn't expect the sudden energy fluctuation to directly blow them away. The two of them instantly became extremely terrified and immediately summoned their own magic weapons.

A small shield and a small flag appeared in front of the two. Zhou Yang saw that the two summoned magic weapons so quickly and wanted to defend himself. He didn't dare to wait for them to use their magic weapons. The black knife suddenly appeared in Zhou Yang's hand, and then there was a roar under his feet, and Zhou Yang appeared behind the two.

The two were shocked by Zhou Yang's speed. The burly man immediately shouted, "Senior, spare our lives! We are waiting..."

Zhou Yang didn't give them time to talk. He raised his knife and chopped off two heads, which rolled to the ground. The magic weapon that was emitting a faint light in front of the two men also fell to the ground and dimmed.

After spitting at the two men's corpses, Zhou Yang put away the black knife, stepped forward and took the two men's magic weapons in his hands.

A small shield the size of a palm, with incomprehensible runes engraved on it. I looked at it over and over again, but couldn't make out what it was. Finally, I concluded that it was a defensive shield, and then threw it into the space.

As for the small black flag, Zhou Yang didn't see the guy using it, so he didn't know whether it was for attack or defense. But now he couldn't use it, so he simply put it into his own space. He searched the two people again and picked up the bag around his waist:

"This should be the storage bag, but it is of no use to me. However, the token inside should be useful."

Zhou Yang looked through it for a while and muttered, "It looks like I don't have the magic power. There's probably no way to open this bag."

He casually threw two storage bags into the space, then searched the two people for a while. When he didn't see anything valuable, he let them go.

Looking at the thatched hut not far away, Zhou Yang felt that there might be something inside that could imprison people, so it would be better to stay away from such a place.

Now that we have arrived at the Blood Demon Sect, let’s find a way to find that pool of water first!

With this thought, Zhou Yang turned around and left. Zhou Yang thought about the description of the pond again and felt that the description was too general. It would take a long time to find the pond.

So Zhou Yang started searching on the hills of the Blood Demon Sect's base, leaving a Flying Thunder God mark at certain intervals. If anything happened, it would be convenient for him to escape.

After all, he killed someone's disciples in their lair. He had to be cautious.

A few days passed, and Zhou Yang felt as if the Blood Demon Sect was deserted. How come he hadn't encountered a single person in such a long time? Didn't they say that if the life lamp of a cultivator went out, the ancestors could use their magical powers to find the murderer?

How come it's been so long and not even a ghost has been seen? What Zhou Yang didn't know was that the two people he killed were not even outer disciples. How could any ancestor come to seek revenge on him? Even if the head of the Blood Demon Sect knew about this, at most he would think that an inner disciple needed the blood of these menial disciples.

However, this also allowed Zhou Yang to look for the pond with confidence. In the past few days, Zhou Yang looked at several nearby hills and more than a dozen ponds of different sizes. He went to every pond to look, but did not see the so-called package.

If there were not two more hills to search, Zhou Yang would have thought that Ding Hao had taken the package away. Now he didn't know whether the boy had reached the Blood Demon Sect.

He sighed and could only continue searching. He thought carefully about some of the situations described by Ding Hao when he escaped. Zhou Yang decided to go around to the back mountain to take a look.

Judging from the situation at the time, it was most likely that Ding Hao escaped to the back mountain.

With a goal this time, Zhou Yang looked at the distant hall and prepared to bypass the hall to go to the back mountain. After spending half a day, Zhou Yang finally arrived at the back mountain carefully. Looking at the steep mountain wall, he made a seal and walked up along the wall of the back mountain.

After climbing to the top of the mountain at the back, not long after walking, I heard a woman's laughter.

There was someone, a woman, and judging by the voices, it sounded like a group of women.