Demon Sect Cultivation: I Can Disable Debuffs

How come they haven’t found the ancient cultivation cave yet?”

Shen Yijun said calmly, “I’m here to meet up with the fellow Daoists of the

Blood God Sect. The ancient cultivation cave abode is still 300 miles ahead.”

Cultivator Ma didn’t say anything. He seemed to be pondering his credibility.

Shen Yijun smiled. “Don’t keep the fellow Daoists of the Blood God Sect waiting. Let’s go down.”

Cultivator Ma nodded and remained vigilant as he followed behind Shen Yijun.

Shen Yijun’s lips curled into an imperceptible sinister smile. The two of them had known each other for 200 years, and their relationship had always been good. That was why the other person trusted him and came here with him. It was difficult to deceive strangers, but it was much easier to deceive acquaintances.

This was also why many people chose to deceive acquaintances.

When they arrived at the forest, Cultivator Ma saw that Zhang Chen was indeed only at the fourth level of Foundation Establishment and believed Shen Yijun’s words even more.

“Fellow Daoist Zhang, this is Ma Quan. Fellow Daoist Ma will explore the ancient cultivation cave abode with us,” Shen Yijun introduced very naturally, completely unlike the lackey he had been the last time they met.

Zhang Chen played along. “Greetings, Fellow Daoist Ma.”

Shen Yijun introduced to Ma Quan, “This is the direct disciple of the Blood God Sect, Zhang Chen.”

“Greetings, Fellow Daoist Zhang.” Ma Quan cupped his hands.

“Next, let’s discuss the distribution of the spoils from the ancient cultivation cave abode.” Shen Yijun completely acted like a leader.

“As the discoverer of the cave abode, I’ll take 50 percent of the spoils. This is the territory of the Blood God Sect, and Zhang, as a disciple of the sect, will take 30 percent. The remaining 20 percent will go to Fellow Daoist Ma,” he continued.

Upon hearing the distribution, Ma immediately protested, “I don’t object to Fellow Daoist Shen taking 50 percent, but Fellow Daoist Zhang is only at the fourth level of Foundation Establishment. When the time comes, exploring the ancient cultivation cave abode will mainly rely on you and me. So I should take 30 percent!”

“Fellow Daoist Ma, do you think I’m too weak to deserve 30 percent?” Zhang Chen smiled.

Ma Quan did not say anything, but his expression and gaze revealed what he meant.

“Well then, I’ll prove my strength to you, Ma,” Zhang Chen said.

Zhang Chen slapped his storage bag and his White Bone True Body, two Frost Bone Slaves, and a Foundation Establishment demon beast appeared before them.

Ma remained unfazed.

Four early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators and Zhang Chen, who was at the fourth level of Foundation Establishment, were still far from the ninth level of Foundation Establishment.

However, when he saw the Blood God Sons constantly pouring out of Zhang’s body, Ma finally showed a look of shock.

After releasing more than a hundred Blood God Sons, Zhang Chen revealed a meaningful smile. “Attack!”

Shen Yijun grinned savagely and launched his attack on Ma with all his power.

Capturing a Foundation Establishment cultivator at the ninth level was not easy. He had proposed the distribution to make Ma dissatisfied and then let Zhang prove himself.

He naturally displayed his strength by releasing the Bone Slaves and the Blood God Sons.

If he had released the Blood God directly, Ma Quan would definitely have run or attacked instead of watching Zhang Chen release his Bone Slaves.

Ma Quan was shocked and furious. He quickly activated his protective artifact.

He could never have imagined that his friend of 200 years, who had fought alongside him, would join forces with others to kill him.

“Boom!” There was a loud bang.

Ma Quan’s protective instrument device barely withstood the attack, but he himself was still slightly injured.

But in the meantime, many Blood God Sons and Bone Slaves had formed a siege, and Ma Quan had almost lost his chance to escape.

Ma Quan looked furious as he sternly asked Shen Yijun, “We’ve known each other for 200 years, worked together many times, and saved each other. Why do you want to harm me?”

Shen Yijun said helplessly, “Fellow Daoist Ma, don’t blame me. I was not in control, being manipulated by others.”

Ma Quan did not believe him and sneered, “Hehe!”

“As long as you don’t resist and accept Fellow Daoist Zhang’s control, your life won’t be in danger.Find something that can harm a Golden Core cultivator or 10 ninth level Foundation Establishment cultivators, and you’ll be able to regain your freedom.”

Shen Yijun looked like he was advising him for his own good.

Ma Quan looked at Zhang Chen doubtfully. He could not understand how a fourth level Foundation Establishment cultivator could control Shen Yijun. At the same time, he was extremely angry at Shen Yijun’s betrayal.

“Shen Yijun, to think that I trusted you and treated you as a good friend. You actually tricked me to this place and allowed me to be controlled!”

“Sigh…” Shen Yijun sighed. “I just wanted to get rid of my control and regain my freedom. I had no choice.’

“What a ridiculous excuse!” Ma Quan laughed out of anger.

At this moment, Zhang Chen said, “Take him down first. You’ll have plenty of opportunities to catch up in the future.”

As soon as he finished speaking, more than a hundred Blood God Sons moved. They swarmed towards Ma Quan like locusts.

Shen Yijun did not dare to hesitate and immediately attacked.

A hundred Blood God Sons at the ninth level of Qi Refinement were equivalent to a ninth level Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Zhang Chen, a White Bone True Body, two Frost Bone Slaves, and a Foundation Establishment demon beast were also equivalent to a ninth-level Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Coupled with Shen Yijun, it was equivalent to three ninth level Foundation Establishment cultivators attacking Ma Quan.

Ma Quan couldn’t hold on for long and soon spewed blood, seriously injured and fell to the ground.

“Cough, cough, cough-” Ma Quan kept coughing up blood and found it difficult to move. His face was full of sorrow.

Shen Yijun said guiltily, “Fellow Daoist Ma, I’ve let you down. In the future, I’ll help you find cultivators to help you get rid of your control as soon as possible.”

“Stop crying. Cough, cough- If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have fallen into this state! Cough, cough-” Ma Quan’s eyes were full of hatred.

Anyone who was deceived by a good friend and controlled by someone would feel angry and find it difficult to forgive.

But Zhang Chen did not care and walked towards Ma Quan, preparing to plant the blood seed.

Seeing Zhang Chen approaching, Ma Quan’s eyes flashed with fierceness. He wanted to fight to the death.

However, when he thought about how the other party was a disciple of the Blood God Sect that was difficult to kill, he gave up the idea and lowered his head in resignation.

A Blood God Son with intelligence turned back into a blood seed and flew into

Zhang Chen’s hand. “You can resist, but I advise you not to do so.”

“Cough, cough, cough.” Ma Quan said with difficulty, “I hope it’s really as Shen Yijun said. If I find anything that can hurt a late-stage Golden Core or 10 ninth level Foundation Establishment cultivators, you can let me regain my freedom.’

Zhang Chen smiled. “As long as you can really find them for me, I will let you go.”

One for ten, this deal can be done.

“Alright, come on!” Ma Quan closed his eyes and let Zhang Chen do as he pleased.

Zhang Chen slapped the blood seed into Ma Quan’s chest.

At this moment, Shen Yijun suddenly said, “Sir, you still have to make him swear an oath to the Heavenly Dao..”