One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

"Who did this?" As the sun set, Xie Linyuan's voice was exceptionally icy, brimming with murderous intent!

"Demon Suppression Tower, the person said they would wait for you there!" Zhao Youzhi spoke his last words, tilted his head, and immediately lost his breath.

"A mere Demon Suppression Bureau, very good... heh heh heh!"

Looking at Zhao Youzhi's corpse, Xie Linyuan's eyes reddened, emitting a string of terrifying laughter.

In Northern Jiang Province, even the leader of the Demon Suppression Army dared to ambush and severely wound the formidable Mo Xiang Gate! And in Jiang State, a place he considered insignificant, they dared to lay hands on his disciples. This filled Xie Linyuan with raging fury and murderous aura, startling a large flock of birds in the forest.

"It seems staying hidden for too long has made any lowly cat or dog think they can offend me!" Xie Linyuan said coldly, "If that's the case, then it's time to kill again."

Whoosh!

The grass beneath his feet rippled.

And with a sweep of a breeze, Xie Linyuan's figure had already vanished.

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By the time Xie Linyuan arrived at the Demon Suppression Tower, it was a night with the moon hanging on the branches.

The night was clear, and it was a full moon. The huge, bright moon hung in the canopy, casting a ghastly white light everywhere. A hundred-meter tall nine-story stone tower stood on the Plaza in front of Xie Linyuan, with a quiet surrounding absent of human or animal sounds.

The gate of the stone tower was wide open, dark and gaping, with whiffs of breeze blowing from inside, like a lurking giant beast with its gaping mouth choosing its prey.

"They've set traps inside the tower, thinking they can deal with me this way!?"

Xie Linyuan let out a cold laugh, feeling a touch of disdain in his heart.

Being a powerful being from Heavenly Deceit Realm, he could sense any anomaly, whether it be poisoned arrows, needles, or anything else. In their eyes, these were no more threatening than stones on the ground. On the contrary, the opponent's cautious attitude seemed to him a clear sign of weakness.

Xie Linyuan grabbed the hem of his robe and flung it to the side, stepping fearlessly into the stone gate.

The inside of the Demon Suppression Tower was very dark; that was Xie Linyuan's first impression.

Then it seemed vast, like a palace prepared for a giant, with remnants of demonic essences in some corners.

Unexpectedly,

As he walked, Xie Linyuan encountered no traps or barriers.

Instead, he moved unobstructed all the way to the seventh, eighth, and finally the ninth floor — at last, the monotonous environment changed. In front of Xie Linyuan was a corridor, with dragon-carved torches on both sides "bang" igniting one by one as he approached, bringing light.

Reaching the endpoint, Xie Linyuan became even more composed and unhurried.

He wanted to see what kind of surprises this remote place's Demon Suppression Bureau could bring him.

At the end of the corridor stood a stone door.

As Xie Linyuan approached, the stone door automatically swung open on both sides, revealing the inside.

A strong, pungent smell of blood rushed forth, and all he could see were wriggling Blood Flesh Fungus Blankets covering the floors and walls. Xie Linyuan looked astonished, for a moment thinking his perception had been polluted, inadvertently glimpsing into the chaotic scenes of the Realm of Immortality.

When his tongue tip touched his lower jaw, he regained clarity.

He then realized that this hellish scene wasn't just an illusion, but was truly happening in reality.

The huge, cold, stone room was devoid of lanterns, yet it wasn't dark. It was shrouded in a dark red, eerie glow. The sources of these lights were three enormous blood-colored lanterns hanging from the ceiling, each with a diameter of over a meter, continuously writhing as if alive—

No, no, Xie Linyuan fixed his gaze for a better look.

Although he had lived more than three hundred years and endured countless trials, he suddenly held his breath, eyes wide open.

Those hanging objects on the ceiling that were emitting light were not lanterns, but unmistakably the three disciples of Demon Suppression Sect who had gone missing.

Their limbs had been severed, and their facial features were crudely stitched together with thick threads.

Their abdomens were swollen like those of pregnant women, as big as millstones, filled with blood-colored liquid, stretching their skin taut as tissue paper.

Through their skin and the liquid, one could see something forming inside, with a vague black outline.

Strings of bloody flesh tentacles extended upward from their spines, converging on the ceiling, then falling onto a broad experiment table in the center of the room. A burly figure in a white robe was manipulating something on the table.

As he moved his hands, the tentacles writhed, and the three disciples of Demon Suppression Sect let out agonized, desperate moans.

Bang!

One of the lanterns, seemingly that of Mu Yuyan, suddenly shook violently and exploded with a crash.

Thick blood splattered everywhere, some even landing on the man's white robe, but he seemed unconcerned.

"As expected, it still failed."

Su Heng sighed.

He slowly turned around, his face bearing a gentle smile as he looked towards Xie Linyuan.

Xie Linyuan by then was numb with anger, yet had calmed down, with murderous intentions brewing crazily in his bloodshot eyes!

"You..." Xie Linyuan said coldly, "What have you done to my disciples?"

"This is from the blood sacrifice techniques seized from your station, couldn't you recognize it?" Su Heng first seemed a bit surprised, then casually explained, "I planned to use the method of forging Divine Weapons through blood sacrifice to fuse demon corpses, so I took three of your Demon Suppression Sect's disciples as materials."

Su Heng said somewhat regretfully, "Their physical strength is too low, it seems they still can't withstand this level of modification."

"But you are different, a strong man from Heavenly Deceit Realm. You might realize my concept." Su Heng, wearing a smile, reached out a bloodied hand to Xie Linyuan, "Just, I wonder if Elder Xie would be willing to give up his life to assist me?"

"Good! Good! Good!"

Xie Linyuan withdrew his gaze from his disciples, staring blankly at him. First in silence, and then with fury turned to laughter:

"For so many years, so many years! You are still the first to dare to provoke my Demon Suppression Sect like this!"

Xie Linyuan roared.

Terrifying murderous intent exploded instantly like thunder, sweeping in all directions.

His smile gradually tore, twisted, became ferocious, his five fingers suddenly clenched into a fist, and even the ground beneath his feet burst open with a loud noise, the powerful impact causing the entire Demon Suppression Tower to tremble and shake—

And with that roar, Xie Linyuan's figure suddenly vanished, appearing like lightning above Su Heng's head!