Chapter 15: Crushing at the Same Level

However.

Just as Zhong Qing was contemplating how to approach the Feidao Sect and recruit this disciple, a man appeared in the sky.

The man had red hair, blood-red pupils, and a faint black aura surrounding him.

"Who are you?"

Seeing the man's arrival, the elder of the Feidao Sect frowned, stood up, and looked at the man with a grim expression.

"Elder, please calm down. I am Blood Madness."

The man blinked his eerie pupils and bowed slightly to the elder of the Feidao Sect.

"Blood Madness?"

"The disciple of the Red-Haired Ghost?" the elder of the Feidao Sect exclaimed in surprise.

"Elder, you are truly knowledgeable. You can tell my identity at a glance," Blood Madness said with a leisurely smile.

"Of course."

After confirming his identity, the elder of the Feidao Sect became much more polite in demeanor and tone. Not for anything else, but because the Red-Haired Ghost was a well-known wandering cultivator within a radius of thousands of miles.

Although his cultivation method was somewhat demonic, no one could deny his formidable strength in the Moon Profound Realm. Even if the patriarch of the Feidao Sect made a move, he might not be able to defeat him.

"I wonder why Young Master Blood Madness suddenly appeared. What business do you have?" the elder of the Feidao Sect asked with a smile.

"I have only a small request."

Blood Madness smiled coldly and looked at the boy who had just been rejected, saying, "This child has been poisoned since childhood. Although the poison is not fatal, due to prolonged poisoning, it has merged with his blood and Qi."

"I am currently practicing the technique taught by my master and need the blood and heart of someone with this poison as a medicinal catalyst."

"Although this constitution can be cultivated, it still takes a considerable amount of time. Now that there is a ready-made one before me, I have come to ask the elder to fulfill this request."

"Well..."

The elder of the Feidao Sect hesitated.

"Elder, this kid is just a waste anyway, having one more or one less won't affect the Feidao Sect. And if you sell me this favor, it will always be there," Blood Madness reasoned with emotion and reason.

The elder of the Feidao Sect was still undecided.

What he cared about was not the boy's life, but the reputation of the Feidao Sect.

Blood Madness was a demonic cultivator, but to publicly mention him and if the Feidao Sect agreed, wouldn't that mean colluding with demonic cultivators?

But thinking deeply about what Blood Madness said, it made sense.

Just a waste, indeed one more or one less didn't matter.

What was most important was being able to owe a favor.

The Red-Haired Ghost only had one disciple, and Blood Madness's favor was the Red-Haired Ghost's favor?

So he made a decision, smiled faintly, and said, "Since Young Master Blood Madness has spoken, how can I refuse?"

"No, please don't!"

On the side, the boy shouted in despair, trembling with anger.

He had never expected life to be so cruel.

"Elder, please, don't."

"I am now a disciple of the Feidao Sect, and my parents saved the elder's life!"

The boy pleaded desperately. Hearing this, the elder of the Feidao Sect hesitated for a moment.

After all, the boy's parents had saved the life of the grand elder. If the grand elder pursued it...

Thinking of this, he directly took out a jade slip to contact the grand elder of the sect.

"Hmph, just a mortal. Why bother asking me about this? The Feidao Token was given to his parents, not him. When his parents died, the Feidao Token naturally became void."

In the jade slip, the cold voice of the grand elder of the Feidao Sect came out, with a strong sense of impatience.

With this statement, the boy sat down on the ground in despair.

His parents had risked their lives to save others, hoping to give him the Feidao Token to use and escape the hardships of ordinary life, becoming someone of status. But they never expected that the one they saved would be someone like this.

If he had known, he wouldn't have come today.

At this moment, the Feidao Sect learned of the grand elder's attitude and issued a final order, saying solemnly, "Regardless of whether the Feidao Token is valid or not, you have already become a disciple of the Feidao Sect. A disciple of the Feidao Sect should obey the sect's orders and willingly devote themselves to the sect's interests!"

Although the people present also felt ashamed of the Feidao Sect's actions, not a single person spoke up for the boy.

In the world of cultivation, it was survival of the fittest.

The indifferent and cold attitude of the Feidao Sect thoroughly chilled the boy's heart.

With red eyes, he remembered the Feidao Sect's attitude and this deep hatred, stood up, and ran out of the crowd.

Seeing the boy trying to escape, Blood Madness sneered and didn't rush.

After he ran far away, he slowly raised his palm, and a burst of energy surged toward him.

Seeing the energy approaching, the boy's face showed despair, filled with deep unwillingness.

However.

At the critical moment, a figure in white appeared in front of him, protecting him.

Then with a casual wave of his hand, he dispersed the incoming energy.

The sudden change made everyone's gaze focus on the figure in white.

"Who are you?"

Blood Madness looked at the figure in white and shouted with killing intent.

But Zhong Qing ignored him and instead squatted down to wipe away the tears on the boy's face, asking gently, "What is your name?"

The boy looked at Zhong Qing with gratitude, his heart full of emotion. No one spoke up for him at the scene, only Zhong Qing appeared and protected him.

"My name is Su Ye. Thank you, benefactor, for saving my life."

Grateful, he directly knelt down to Zhong Qing.

"Su Ye, that's a good name," Zhong Qing said with a soft smile, then asked, "Su Ye, are you willing to be my disciple?"

Hearing that Zhong Qing wanted to accept him as a disciple, Su Ye's young face was filled with disbelief.

For him, being able to enter the Feidao Sect as a menial disciple was already satisfying. He never dared to dream that someone would be willing to accept him as a disciple.

Let alone someone like Zhong Qing, who could break Blood Madness's attack with a wave of his hand.

He almost didn't hesitate at all and directly kowtowed, saying, "Su Ye is willing to pay respects to Master."

"Haha, very good."

Zhong Qing smiled and helped Su Ye up.

At the same time, the voice of the system sounded in his mind.

"Congratulations, host, on successfully accepting a disciple."

"Successfully activated Waste Material Bond 2/2."

"Waste Material Bond 2/2: Disciple's cultivation speed can activate a hundredfold amplification. Host can gain ten thousandfold cultivation feedback."

"And with the activation of Waste Material Bond 2/2,

you have gained the effect of Crushing at the Same Level."

"Crushing at the Same Level: Host can crush any cultivator at the same level or below into powder with any attack."

"Host: Zhong Qing"

"Cultivation: Moon Profound Realm."

"Disciple: Lin Feng, Innate Cultivation, hundredfold amplification in progress."

"Disciple: Su Ye, no cultivation, hundredfold amplification pending."

"Activated Bonds: Waste Material Bond 2/2, more bonds await development."

"Acquired Physique: None."

"Acquired Special Skills: Sixth Brother Aura, Heavenly Eyes, Crushing at the Same Level."

"Crushing at the Same Level?"

"It's not bad to say it's a bit of a waste. At least it saves a lot of trouble."

Zhong Qing raised the corner of his mouth slowly.

"Are you deaf? I'm talking to you!"

At this moment, Blood Madness, who had been ignored by Zhong Qing for a long time, was already furious.

Because of his cultivation in demonic arts, his cultivation had reached the Dragon Profound Realm, comparable to a second-rate sect elder among the younger generation. Just with his master's reputation, he could walk horizontally in this region.

Zhong Qing not only ruined his good deeds but also dared to ignore him like this.

In his heart, at this moment, he sentenced Zhong Qing to death.