Chapter 14 Demon Summoning Blood Sacrifice

Yes, seven years ago Nian was a prodigy of the Demonic Sect, a hope for the future!

At that time, Fang Nian was actually the Holy Son of the Demonic Sect.

He was a madman, and he treated his inner demons like his daughter, refusing to try to subdue them.

This caused his cultivation to stagnate for seven years, and he gradually lost his former glory.

"This madman, he actually started cultivating?"

After the initial shock, almost everyone took it for granted and felt that it was normal for Fang Nian to look down on the identity of the Holy Son of the Succubus Palace.

Immediately, they felt terrified.

"Do you think Fang Nian is still as terrifying as she used to be?"

Inner demons are very difficult to cultivate, and they are related to three things.

First, a person's experience; second, a person's understanding; and third, fate.

Most demonic cultivators need to be mentally mature and have accumulated a certain amount of knowledge before they can even begin to develop inner demons.

Most demonic cultivators only develop their inner demons when facing life-or-death threats, as the three-year novice protection period of the demonic sect is about to end.

They range in age from roughly fifteen to eighteen.

Some exceptionally gifted individuals can cultivate inner demons even at the age of fourteen or fifteen.

Very few people develop inner demons at the age of thirteen.

Having just arrived at the Demonic Sect, he only glanced at one page of the Heavenly Demon Secret Manual and yet cultivated a mental demon. What else could he be but a genius?

If the first inner demon is so easy to create, how difficult will the second and third inner demons be?

Therefore, everyone believed that Fang Nian was about to start snowballing his cultivation, with one year being equivalent to ten years for others, and one year thereafter being equivalent to a hundred years for others.

By the time he turns thirty, he might have already become the leader of the Demonic Sect, leading it to conquer the world.

That's why there's talk of a future Demon Lord.

But seven years of silence have made everyone forget about Fang Nian.

Only when thinking of Ren Qiushui do I remember that she had a child named Fang Nian.

Now that he has reappeared, having overcome the difficulty of not being able to cultivate, can he still soar to new heights and snowball his success?

Everyone wanted to observe.

Fang Nian was walking on the male succubus peak when, as she walked, the people around her disappeared.

He held the baby in his arms, then looked down and realized something was wrong.

The next moment, the baby disappeared from her arms, but Fang Nian revealed a satisfied smile.

This is the baby Fang Nian knows.

Under the peach tree, a young man dressed in a white robe and holding a folding fan was somewhat surprised to see Fang Nian's first demonic aura vanish into thin air.

Fang Nian retracted the First Demonic Artifact with complete silence, without making a sound.

If you weren't looking in that direction yourself, you probably wouldn't even notice it.

If this magic weapon were used to cultivate assassination skills, it would definitely make one the king of assassins.

The young man in white opened his folding fan and fanned himself twice.

The sound of the folding fan alerted Fang Nian. He looked up, saw that it was the sound of a fan, and then stopped paying attention.

Seeing that Fang Nian wasn't paying attention to him, the white-robed young man called out loudly, "Fang Nian."

Fang Nian looked up, puzzled: "Do we know each other?"

The young man in white cupped his hands in greeting: "Demon, the coffin."

Coffin?

QQ name or WeChat name?

Fang Nian: "Hello."

The demonic coffin smiled: "Do you think Baihua truly wants to kill you, or is she just pretending?"

Fang Nian: "Although she was holding a fake knife for cosplay, she might really want to kill me."

After all, her brother died. Although it was his fault, what sense does it have to be reasonable for a bad person? Fang Nian never thought anyone would be reasonable.

The Demon Coffin: "She really wanted to kill you, but she couldn't come from the Succubus Peak to the Male Succubus Peak..."

Fang Nian: "Speaking of which, I'm curious, does this Succubus Peak have separate sections for men and women? Is it like separate restrooms? Or like a public bathhouse?"

The demon coffin was interrupted and did not continue the conversation following Fang Nian's train of thought.

Instead, she continued: "She can't come to the Male Succubus Peak, but she can have men all around her."

Upon hearing this, Fang Nian's eyes widened, then she breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank goodness, thank goodness you reminded me, otherwise I would have been ambushed."

"Then I'll have no choice but to strike first."

The demon coffin thought it would take a lot of persuasion to convince Fang Nian to fight Qi Fang in order to see how strong Fang Nian was.

Unexpectedly, Fang Nian directly said she wanted to go find Qi Fang, which saved a lot of trouble.

Fang Nian: "Brother, thank you for reminding me. I'm in a hurry to get down the mountain, so I won't say much more. It's inconvenient to bow while holding my daughter. Anyway, thank you!"

As she spoke, Fang Nian quickly ran down the mountain.

The demonic coffin watched Fang Nian's retreating figure and murmured, "He didn't activate the Heavenly Demon Scripture; he simply relied on the demonic energy to absorb demonic energy spontaneously, yet he's moving so fast?"

"However, he was not consciously aware that he needed to absorb demonic energy."

Before causing trouble for others, he didn't even restore his demonic energy. He must be insane.

The coffin looked towards the Succubus Peak: "Someone will definitely come to Baihua to ask about Fang Nian. She won't be able to come down the mountain for a while, so it seems that no one will disturb this battle."

"Although Qi Fang has been practicing a certain special demonic art for many years, which has caused his cultivation to stagnate, he has spent a lot of time honing his combat skills over the years, which will serve as a testing ground for Fang Nian."

Actually, the coffin did not look good for Fang Nian.

Even if this unused sword blank is of the best quality, can it compare to a well-sharpened sword that has been sharpened for a long time?

Moreover, this is no ordinary sword; it is an extraordinary sword that has long since reached the level of a two-star demon.

Thinking this, the demonic coffin closed its eyes: "Don't die too tragically, Holy Son of the Demonic Sect."

……

Fang Nian descended the Male Succubus Peak.

Strangely, there wasn't a single person on the road.

However, Fang Nian found this completely unsurprising; he hadn't even noticed these circumstances.

Because we were constantly on the move, the baby was very quiet, which made the surroundings eerily quiet.

The biggest advantage of being unconscious is that you don't have much time to process information from the outside world, so you can be very focused.

At this moment, Fang Nian's eyes seemed to have crossed over the Witch Demon Mountain and flown towards the Witch Demon Palace.

Viewed from directly above, Mount Witch looks like a crescent moon.

Therefore, the Witch Temple Platform, where the Witch Temple is located, is actually situated within the crescent moon.

The succubus's twin peaks are on the outer side of the moon.

There are two ways to get there: one is to go around from the foot of the mountain.

One method involves carving a passage through the mountainside to directly cross the mountain.

Fang Nian naturally chose the latter.

Once she reached the mountainside, Fang Nian's eyes were immediately drawn to the only house on the platform.

"If I die, the baby will die. So only you can die."

The path leading horizontally down the mountainside leads back, but Fang Nian has no intention of going back at this moment.

He went straight into the first house halfway up the mountain.

Fang Nian, who originally intended to go in to find a fruit knife or a kitchen knife, came out carrying a sword.

"The people in this Demonic Town are all crazy. Using real swords for cosplay? Could Baihua's sword be real too?"

"How could she lift such a big sword?"

After obtaining the sword, Fang Nian turned and headed down the mountain.

After he had been gone for a long time, the lids of the rice jar and bamboo basket inside the house were lifted, and a demonic cultivator emerged from them, his face filled with horror: "How could he have such strength? He broke through the black iron door bolt so easily?!"

Inside the vat, he secretly watched as Fang Nian found the sword and left, but he didn't dare to stop her.

Seven years ago, when Nian Nian had just given birth to his inner demon, he was identified as the future Demon Lord not only because he had refined his inner demon, but also because his killing intent was so intense that it was unheard of.

What kind of child could possess such a strong murderous intent?

But in the past few years, Fang Nian has never again shown any murderous intent.

Today, Fang Nian's murderous intent surged once again.

Anyone with a brain knows what he's going to do.

So, the person who lost the sword slipped out of the door, squatted on the roadside, and watched Fang Nian come down the mountain.

A soft voice came from the side: "He sneaked into your room?"

The man who threw the sword trembled in fright, turned around, and angrily shouted in a low voice, "Are you trying to die? If I hook him back and I get chased, I'll go into your house and we'll die together."

The man who spoke revealed himself and looked down the mountain: "Judging from his appearance, he's after Qi Fang, it has nothing to do with us."

Several hidden demonic cultivators nearby seemed to be deep in thought.

Should they be planted together?

It seems so.

The Demon Temple platform originally consisted of only that one building, and only Qi Fang, the demonic cultivator.

He didn't go down there to kill Qi Fang, so why is this overwhelming killing intent directed at the bluestone slabs on the platform?

……

Before the tray, Qi Fang chanted an incantation: "Heaven and earth tremble, the martial spirit subdues the heavens. A hundred hearts offer sacrifice, to the six directions and eight wastelands. Blood invades and souls burn, the Southern Dipper shines bright."

On the ground, a one-star demon lay paralyzed, looking at the pitiful demon cultivators in the distance who shared the same fate as him.

I couldn't help but tremble.

He watched as Qi Fang's knife ripped out his heart.

The one-star demon tried desperately to scream, but because his energy channels were blocked, he could only make extremely faint sounds.

He shouted with all his might, "Qi Fang, you're a madman! You've gone mad!"

Qi Fang completely ignored him and continued his devout worship.

Blood burned on the ground, and a large, scarlet character appeared in the air.

【Ninety-nine】

Upon seeing the words, Qi Fang coldly said, "Am I crazy? Who in this demonic sect isn't crazy?"

"Ninety-nine are left. You're the last one. Once I kill you and perform the sacrifice, I can obtain the best inner demon!"

"The Hundred Hearts Knot Demon Technique is finally about to be completed!"

The one-star demon on the ground, seeing its companion bleeding profusely, couldn't help but writhe and struggle.

Qi Fang approached step by step, grabbing his collar: "Stop struggling. If victory weren't so close, why would I have chosen today to capture both of you at the same time?"

Qi Fang spent several years searching for a hundred hearts, and so much time has passed, so a day or two won't matter anymore.

But today is perfect.

"Tonight is the day with the strongest Yin energy of the year, which is auspicious for demonic paths. The results of today's sacrifice will surely yield the most powerful inner demon!"

"I thought I was going to miss today, but I didn't expect Bai Hua's brother to die, and I got his heart. I really have to thank that madman Fang Nian."

The one-star demon, dragged to the sacrificial altar, struggled: "Qi Fang, you madman! What you're performing isn't a demon summoning ritual at all!"

"The Heart Demon is imprinted on the Heart Constellation, which resides in the Eastern Palace. You are worshipping the six stars of the Southern Dipper in the Northern Palace, belonging to the Dipper Constellation, which governs martial spirit!"

"Summon the dead warriors again!"

Qi Fang was stunned for a moment, then a hint of panic appeared in his eyes.

Then, he shouted sternly, "Don't try to confuse me! Die!"

At this moment, the One-Star Demon laughed loudly: "So strong, such a powerful killing intent! Someone's coming to kill you!"

"Heaven and earth trembled, the martial spirit stood firm above the heavens. A hundred hearts were offered as sacrifice, throughout the six directions and eight wastelands. Blood invaded and souls burned, the Southern Dipper shone with heavenly light."

The swords, laid out in unison, did not pause for even a moment.

"Heaven and earth trembled, the martial spirit stood firm above. A hundred hearts were offered as sacrifice, the six directions shone with heavenly light. Blood invaded and souls burned, the Southern Dipper and the eight wastelands were ravaged."

A transparent ripple emanated from the gaps in the bluestone floor of the Witch Demon Temple platform.

The ripples covered the entire bluestone platform.

Then, from the cracks in the bluestone slabs, foul-smelling, scarlet blood seeped out wildly, instantly drawing a demonic shadow and a sword pattern on the ground.

But from a distance, nothing appeared to be happening in the square.

Fang Nian stepped into the transparent ripples, her head spinning: "Huh? How much money did this bastard owe to get so much paint splashed on him?"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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