(Thank you to "Still Qi Refinement after 500 years" for the tip of 500 Qidian coins.)
Leng Shiqi walked into the stone room and found that it was very simple. There was nothing but a stone bed, a table, and a chair.
A few sets of clothes were neatly placed on the stone bed.
Leng Shiqi lowered his head and looked at himself. Originally, he was wearing an ink-flowing robe and a loose white robe.
However, during the battle with the blood fiend, he activated the beast origin battle pattern and destroyed the white robe. Later, he also destroyed the ink robe when he resisted the snake head's venom.
At this moment, Leng Shiqi still had a few rags hanging on his body. He looked extremely miserable.
He smiled bitterly and shook his head. Then he looked at the clothes on the bed. Maybe it was because he had been wearing black for too long, so he picked a black robe.
After a short while, he changed and walked out of the stone room. He found that Yushu and Xiong Ming had already come out.
Xiong Ming was wearing a dark green robe. He crossed his arms and didn't say a word.
Yushu was wearing a white robe. However, his expression was a bit deep, which was different from his usual self.
The last one to come out was Delta Aurigae. She was wearing a green robe casually. She didn't wear any makeup, which made her look even more beautiful.
After the four came out, they returned to the pool together. Old Wood said, "Come with us first. We'll talk about it while we walk."
The four could only follow.
"The sect that opened the Blood Mist Island and nurtured you guys is the Blood Robe Pavilion."
When Leng Shiqi heard the words "Blood Robe Pavilion", he felt that this sect wasn't a proper faction.
As expected, Old Blockhead continued, "The Blood Cloak Pavilion is one of the seven strongest sects in the world on the Ranking of Sects.
It's also famous on the continent. It's the most powerful assassin faction in the Thunderfire Dynasty!
It has been passed down for over a thousand years. "
At this point, Old Blockhead paused and looked at the four people's reactions.
However, Leng Shiqi and the other three didn't show any shock or admiration. Instead, they looked a bit dumb as if they didn't understand what he was talking about.
This was indeed the case.
The World Sect Ranking that Old Blockhead mentioned, the Seven Invincible Sects, the Continent, and the Dynasty, all sounded very powerful.
But!
Ever since Leng Shiqi came to this world, he had been staying in the narrow secret realm of the Blood Mist Island. He knew nothing about the outside world.
He had no idea what continent he was in, what dynasty he was in, or what year it was.
Therefore, he wasn't interested in what Old Blockhead said. Instead, he thought to himself, "Assassin force?
Sure enough, it's not a proper sect. "
Seeing Leng Shiqi and the others like this, Old Blockhead couldn't help but feel a little awkward. He opened his mouth and wanted to continue speaking.
Old Bones stopped him in time. Suddenly, four thin booklets appeared in his hand and he threw them to Leng Shiqi and the others.
"Some things about the Blood Clothing Pavilion are recorded here. You can take a look for yourselves."
Old Wood's mouth moved slightly at this moment, but he didn't make a sound. He condensed his voice and transmitted it into Old Bones' ears, "Old Bones!
You're undermining me! "
"A person who doesn't even have a gambling sense, why would he need a platform?"
"…"
Not long after, the two old men brought Leng Shiqi and the others to a huge stone door.
Old Bones said, "Get ready."
“？？？”
Leng Shiqi and the others were all puzzled. What did they have to prepare for?
Boom! Boom!
The stone door was pushed open by Old Bones with a heavy sound. He then said, "Get ready to welcome the light."
As soon as Old Bones finished speaking, the stone door was completely opened and a ray of sunlight shone in.
A second ray, a third ray, a hundredth ray … Countless rays of sunlight shone in!
Leng Shiqi couldn't help but turn his head and subconsciously cover his eyes. However, he still took the initiative to welcome the long-awaited light.
After they got used to it, they took the initiative to walk out of the stone door. Feeling the faint warmth of the sunlight on their bodies, Leng Shiqi felt even happier than reaching the fifth level of the Spirit Transformation Realm!
Because he hadn't seen sunlight for almost two years!
After a long while, they finally recovered from that warm feeling and began to look around.
Leng Shiqi looked around and found that they were at the top of a mountain.
The strange thing was that this mountain looked like a pillar that pierced the sky. It was a bit like a pillar that had been enlarged countless times.
He couldn't help but wonder, "How do we get down?"
"Ha!!"
But at this moment, a sudden shout attracted his attention.
Leng Shiqi turned around and saw Yushu running to the edge of the cliff and shouting loudly. There was even a faint echo coming back.
Yushu then looked up at the sky and laughed.
"Hahahaha …"
"Haha … I'm finally out!"
"I'm out …"
Leng Shiqi didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he looked at Yushu. However, he didn't say anything. He knew that Yushu had too many things buried in his heart, and it was good to let them out.
After a while, Yushu walked back with a relaxed expression. Leng Shiqi had a familiar smile on his face.
Old Wood chuckled and said, "Kid, you're quite interesting. Let's go back to the sect."
As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his sleeve and a powerful gust of wind swept up Leng Shiqi and Delta Aurigae.
In the next moment, Old Blockhead actually leaped down the cliff with them, and he stepped into the air and tore through the sky!
Old Bone followed closely behind with Yushu and Hengming.
At this moment, Leng Shiqi's heart was in turmoil. He was shocked and curious. He wanted to know what realm the old man who had carried him was at!
— — —
Bloodcloak Pavilion, Bloodkill Hall.
There were several people sitting in the hall. They were all dressed in blood-red robes and wore masks of various shapes. The masks covered their entire faces, not even revealing their eyes. It was impossible to see their appearances.
There was one person sitting on the highest seat in the hall. There was only a single blade mark on his mask.
This person was the current Pavilion Master of the Bloodcloak Pavilion, Hateful Blade!
To Hateful Blade's left sat the Vice Pavilion Master, Ink Frost Ghost.
His mask was covered in irregular black ink, as if it was made from splashed ink.
To Hateful Blade's right stood another person. His mask was carved with an eerie bone mountain.
At this moment, he was carefully polishing a strangely shaped bone in his hand. He was the First Elder of the Bloodcloak Pavilion, Bone Devil.
Further down, there was a row of seats neatly arranged. Upon closer inspection, there were nine of them.
However, only six of them were seated. There were three empty seats: the first, second, and eighth seats.
The six people were all sitting upright, not even daring to breathe loudly.
Everyone in the hall was waiting. They were waiting for the two old men and the people they had brought with them.
Not long after, two thunderous sounds rang out. Everyone turned to see Old Wood and Old Bone bringing Leng Shiqi's group of four down from the sky!