The evil woman cultivates immortality, and the whole clan offers sacrifice to the heaven

Wu Zhiwei's face was ashen, with a hint of anger in her eyes, and she hurried to the scene.

She stood in front of Meng Wan without dodging, ignoring the obsidian knife in front of her, and looked at Zhou Yunchuan coldly.

When Zhou Yunchuan saw this, his face instantly became extremely ugly.

But he still gritted his teeth, retracted the obsidian knife, forced a smile from the corner of his mouth, and explained to Wu Zhiwei.

"Zhiwei, this girl really doesn't know her place. I'm just teaching her a lesson for you."

Wu Zhiwei snorted coldly, with unquestionable majesty in her voice.

"You've overstepped your bounds. Meng Wan is mine, and if she does something wrong, I'll punish her. If you continue to break the rules, don't blame me for turning hostile."

The smile on Zhou Yunchuan's face became even more stiff, but he clenched his fists and suppressed his anger, "I understand, I will pay attention next time."

Wu Zhiwei's eyes were cold, and she waved her hand casually. A gentle spiritual power protected Meng Wan behind her.

She glanced at Zhou Yunchuan coldly, pulled Meng Wan past him, and left.

Looking at their departing backs, Zhou Yunchuan's smile disappeared, and his eyes flickered with resentment and anger.

Taking a deep breath, he tried to calm himself down, but the resentment in his heart was as hot as a charcoal fire and could not be easily dissipated.

Wu Zhiwei wanted to marry a concubine, but she had an older brother who would not allow her to act unruly.

Even if she doesn't want to get married, she has to get married!

Wait until she marries into the Zhou family, and see if she still dares to be so arrogant.

Meng Wan followed Wu Zhiwei back to the yard. Except for the dead maid, no one knew that the real Wu Zhiwei was dead and now she was just a puppet.

Wu Zhiwei placed Meng Wan in the side courtyard and called all the servants in the courtyard. In front of everyone, she gave her great authority and gave her strict instructions.

"This will be Meng Wan's residence from now on. No one is allowed to enter and disturb her without my permission."

"Yes."

Everyone's heart trembled, and they looked at Meng Wan with respect.

Meng Wan bowed to Wu Zhiwei and thanked her, then returned to the side courtyard.

As soon as I stepped into the side courtyard, the voice of the grandmother was heard.

"It's time to get down to business. Next, I will teach you the essentials of the Blood Devouring Demon Body. I will only tell you once. How much you can comprehend depends on your comprehension."

Meng Wan's expression became solemn. She knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times, "Please teach me the skills, Grandmaster!"

There was a hint of solemnity in the voice of the Grandmother.

“The Blood Devouring Demon Body and the Blood Devil Heavenly Evil Technique complement each other. If you can comprehend the mystery behind them, you will surely benefit greatly.

The Blood Devouring Demon Body has four moves in total. I will teach you the first move, Blood Shadow Step. "

After a brief pause, Grandma Ancestor explained.

"The essence of Blood Shadow Step is to confuse the enemy with extremely fast speed. When performing it, the body becomes illusive and as difficult to capture as a ghost."

Before she finished her words, Meng Wan felt a strange energy suddenly flowing through her limbs.

She closed her eyes as instructed by her grandmother, sensed silently, and decisively saw a bloody afterimage flash before her eyes.

There was only one afterimage at first, but as time went on, it became more and more numerous and more and more chaotic, making her feel dizzy and uncomfortable.

In the end, many phantoms appeared before his eyes, and even his spiritual consciousness mistakenly believed that these phantoms were real.

"Have you felt the power of Blood Shadow Step?"

The Grandmother finished her training, and Meng Wan took a long time to recover from the shock of the Blood Shadow Step.

Her eyes gradually became excited, and tinged with determination, "This Blood Shadow Step is so powerful!"

"Of course, don't you see who created this technique?"

Grandmother Ancestor snorted complacently, "Since you have memorized the key points of Blood Shadow Step, show me how to perform it in the ritual field to see if you have learned it or not."

Meng Wan stood up, pushed the door open, and went straight to the martial arts arena.

After arriving at the martial arts arena and requesting an independent performance space, Meng Wan stood quietly for a moment, carefully recalling the key points taught by her grandmaster and the images in her mind.

After an incense stick of time, Meng Wan began to try to move on the field.

She changed her body shape with each step, her movements were smooth and natural, but she was disliked by the Grandmother.

"Slow! Too slow! Even a turtle can crawl faster than you!"

Meng Wan tried to speed up, dancing like a nightingale in the air.

Grandma Zu was still not satisfied, "Faster!"

Gradually, Meng Wan's speed became faster and faster, leaving a trail of afterimages behind him. He was so tired that he was sweating profusely and gasping for breath.

The Grandmother then snorted and did not ask Meng Wan to continue speeding up. "It's barely passable. Keep practicing."

In the next few months, Meng Wan didn't eat, drink, rest or sleep.

Except when his blood and energy were exhausted, he would stop to take a pill to replenish the consumption. The rest of the time he stayed in the performance field and practiced the Blood Shadow Step.

Her proficiency in Blood Shadow Step increased, and her sense of control grew stronger.

Finally, the grandmother, who had been silent for many days, spoke again.

"Alright, you've reached this point in your training, it's time to put it to the test in actual combat. Select a Divine Transformation cultivator from Wu Zhiwei's personal soldiers to be your sparring partner."

When Meng Wan heard this, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

Although she was very confident in herself, she always felt that her grandmother seemed to be more confident in her.

She couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Grandma, I'm only in the early stage of Nascent Soul. Is it necessary to use a Spiritualization cultivator as a sparring partner?"

The Grandmother sneered and said sarcastically.

“It’s just a sparring match with the Spiritual Transformation. It’s not a life-and-death fight. The power of the Blood Devil’s Heavenly Evil Technique combined with the Blood Devouring Demon Body cannot be underestimated.

Meng Wan, if you don't even have the courage to cross levels to fight the enemy, you might as well give up practicing now to avoid wasting my time. "

Meng Wan was somewhat speechless, "Grandmother, who said I was scared? I was just asking, isn't he just a Divine Transformation cultivator? I'll find him."

Soon, Wu Zhiwei assigned a personal soldier to come to the execution ground.

This man had a stern expression, and his slender figure stood like an iron tower in the martial arts field. There was a hint of displeasure in his indifferent eyes, and he seemed quite dissatisfied with Miss Wu's decision to ask him to be a sparring partner.

"What are you standing there for? Get started."

At the urging of the Grandmother, Meng Wan concentrated all her attention and launched the Blood Shadow Step.

However, in the eyes of a Divine Transformation cultivator, this level of Blood Shadow Step is not even worth mentioning.

He casually raised his hand and easily hit Meng Wan, who was performing the Blood Shadow Step, and knocked her down.

Meng Wan vomited blood and countless bones were broken all over his body.

The other party just glanced at her calmly and asked, "Do you want to continue?"

"Come again!"

Meng Wan was also aroused. Since the Grandmother had clearly stated that the Blood-sucking Demonic Body had the ability to fight against opponents of higher levels, she wanted to see her own potential.

Blood flowed out like a stream, and the air was filled with a tense and hot atmosphere.

Meng Wan used the Blood Shadow Step again, turning into many afterimages.

But he was beaten back again and again and fell to the ground.