Chapter 62: The Road Becomes Broader as You Get Older
Kongsang Mountain.

This was once the place where the Black-hearted Old Man founded the Demon Cult's Blood Refining Hall, and there are still many members of the Demon Cult left here.

After Zhang Xiaochun left the independent cultivators’ market, he walked along the way, traveling north and south, and slowly headed towards Kongsang Mountain.

The magic weapon was brought down and the clouds descended.

I saw a steep and towering mountain within a radius of a hundred miles, but it was mostly rocks and had little vegetation. There was no human habitation at the foot of the mountain. The entire mountain was barren and covered with sand and rocks. On such a huge mountain, not even the sound of ordinary birds could be heard.

It was almost dusk and the sun was setting in the west. The hazy yellow sunset shone on Kongsang Mountain, bringing a sense of desolation and horror.

Before Zhang Xiaochun could carefully look for the location of the Ancient Cave of Ten Thousand Bats, he saw dark clouds in the sky and countless bats flying towards him.

There is no doubt that this must be the alien species raised by the Demon Cult in the Ancient Cave of Ten Thousand Bats in Kongsang Mountain.

They are savage and cruel, and like to suck blood. They were originally accomplices of the Demon Cult. After the Demon Cult's stronghold here was destroyed eight hundred years ago, a few bats still survived.

Over time, they have multiplied and grown to their current size. Every time they go out to hunt, they make the area within a radius of 500 miles completely uninhabited.

However, these bats seem to be afraid of sunlight and hide during the day and come out at night, so they are only active at night and roost in the Ten Thousand Bats Ancient Cave during the day.

It was now evening, a good time for these bats to forage for food, and Zhang Xiaochun had obviously become a delicious dinner in their eyes.

Especially this "black cloud" was actually raining a sparse "light rain".

Bat droppings, also known as night-shining sand, is also a medicinal ingredient, but no one wants to be exposed to this stuff, especially if it is freshly excreted.

Zhang Xiaochun's face darkened upon seeing this. The tortoise-patterned pot automatically erected a barrier to block the bats' charge and bite, and then the blood-sucking bead appeared in his hand.

"Yuan Tu - Bloody Killing Realm!"

I saw infinite blood power emerging from the bats' bodies. Their own blood was controlled by the blood-sucking beads and turned into tiny blood swords all over the sky, which broke out directly from the bats' bodies.

Some bats even exploded into a ball of blood mist, which in turn aroused the bats' bloodthirsty nature, causing them to cruelly eat their companions and kill each other.

At this moment, the bats' own blood becomes the best weapon to kill themselves.

The cloud of bats in the sky was like rain, and thousands of bats fell together like dumplings.

In the end, only a few hundred bats escaped belatedly.

Zhang Xiaochun looked at the bat corpses on the underground floor. There was sticky and smelly blood everywhere, and there was really no place to step.

He simply used the red lotus fire, which burned everything. A sky full of red flames rose up and burned everything clean.

"Where are the people from the Blood Refining Hall?"

"Come and pay my respects to me!"

Zhang Xiaochun floated in the air and shouted loudly, like rumbling thunder, resounding throughout the Kongsang Mountain, with echoes so loud that the nearby rocks seemed to tremble.

However, as Zhang Xiaochun's voice fell, no one in the mountain responded. The remnants of the Blood Refining Hall seemed to have hidden themselves and dared not show up.

"Don't dare to come out?"

"Are you so timid?"

Zhang Xiaochun smiled playfully. He knew very well that the people in the Demon Sect were cunning and would not show up easily. He stood on the top of the mountain, scanning everything around him with his sharp eyes, trying to find some clues.

As for going in by yourself.

It's impossible, absolutely impossible. After hundreds of years of bat droppings accumulating day after day, the Ancient Cave of Ten Thousand Bats has almost become a manure pit. It is dirty and smelly, and the bat droppings are all mixed together, emitting toxic gases and being rotten and muddy.

Even if Zhang Xiaochun could float in the air and avoid being contaminated by bat droppings, the smell was still unpleasant.

This degree is no less than the Xishixiang recorded in Journey to the West, which was finally opened by Zhu Bajie who transformed himself into a wild boar.

He had no intention of clearing the way while looking for people. Even if Zhang Xiaochun wanted to go in, he had to wait for him to order the people from the Blood Refining Hall to clean up before going in.

At this time, in the secret place of the Ancient Cave of Ten Thousand Bats.

"Boss, from the sound of his voice, I feel that the man is not someone who is easy to deal with. Are we really not going out?" asked the Wild Dog Taoist with some concern.

This man had a very peculiar appearance. He was quite tall, but his face was extremely strange. He had droopy eyelids, a protruding nose, upward ears, bright red lips, and a tongue that seemed quite long, which stuck out of his mouth from time to time. He looked very much like a dog, no wonder he was called Wild Dog Taoist.

The old man looked at his subordinates and said unhappily, "If he tells me to go out, I will go out. What if he is someone sent by the righteous path?

We are not in a hurry. Once he enters the Ancient Cave of Ten Thousand Bats, we can use the cave’s twists and turns to reach our territory. We will have plenty of ways to kill him.”

After the old man said this, he seemed to have everything planned out. He was indeed a sinister and cunning demon. Although his skills were average, he was still quite calculating.

No wonder he could sit on the position of leader of the Demon Cult's Blood Refining Hall.

This man's magic weapon is a red devil eye, and he is determined to develop the Blood Refining Hall back to its glory days eight hundred years ago when the black-hearted old man dominated the world.

However, after the death of the black-hearted old man, the Blood Refining Hall declined. The eldest brother secretly developed the Blood Refining Hall at the foot of Kongsang Mountain. He worked hard and kept a low profile, and finally made the Blood Refining Hall improve.

However, the Demon Cult had formed four factions: the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, the Hehuan Sect, the Ghost King Sect, and the Changsheng Hall, so the Blood Refining Hall naturally could not compete with them.

Overall, he is a person who practices Taoism, and a person who has ideals.

Zhang Xiaochun, who was outside, waited for a while but still saw no sign of anyone showing up, so he lost his patience.

He just flipped his hand and activated the Blood-sucking Pearl.

Suddenly, a powerful blood energy gushed out, forming a bloody world.

Zhang Xiaochun shouted again:
"I am Li Feiyu, the ancestor of the Black Turtle. The Blood-sucking Pearl is here. Where are the people from the Blood Refining Hall? Come and greet me as soon as possible!"

This time, a disciple from the Blood Refining Hall finally took a sneak peek and then hurried back to report.

"Master! Master!"

"It's really... it's really that Black Turtle Ancestor. What he holds in his hand is indeed... it's indeed the Blood-sucking Pearl!" The disciple panted and hurriedly reported back while running and crawling.

"Can you see clearly?"

The old man stopped being serious at this time, immediately stood up from his seat, and asked quickly.

"Really, Hall Master, I saw those eyes clearly, there is absolutely no mistake!" the disciple assured confidently.

The old man hesitated for a moment, thought it over for a few times, calculated it again and again, then suddenly raised his head and put on a smiling face.

"Everyone, follow me to welcome the ancestor!"

Nowadays, the Black Turtle Ancestor Li Feiyu is in his prime. He has climbed to Mount Xumi and fought against the entire Tianyin Temple alone without any damage, and he can even retreat safely.

Although the matter of destroying the Ten Thousand Poison Sect is unclear, it is better to believe it than not. The Blood Refining Hall is in decline and cannot afford to offend such an ancestor.

If those in the righteous path were so rigid and old-fashioned, they would still be able to follow some rules. However, those in the evil path would only act based on their own likes and dislikes, and it is possible that they would even destroy the Blood Refining Hall.

So after weighing the pros and cons several times, the eldest brother decisively chose to give in.

In addition, this Black Turtle Ancestor holds the Blood-sucking Pearl in his hand, so maybe he came here to conquer the Blood Refining Hall.

If this person can really lead them to recreate the glorious scene that happened eight hundred years ago when the Black-hearted old man was alive, then what would happen if he gave up his position as hall master to this Black Turtle Ancestor!
The old boss: I am dedicated to the public good. I will kill anyone who stands in the way of the Blood Refining Hall. I will deal with anyone who prevents the Blood Refining Hall from prospering.

I am willing to serve you at all times, without any hesitation!

(End of this chapter)