The Eerie Immortal Path: Begin by Devouring Fairy Flesh

Brandon Jiang never imagined that one day he would benefit from the Villain of the Blood Sea.

Suppressing his excitement, he quickly began to cultivate.

An hour later, the spiritual energy refined by Brandon had reached the thickness of three strands of hair.

But at that moment, Brandon suddenly felt an overwhelming fatigue, making him drowsy.

It seemed that as a novice cultivator, he was far from being able to go without sleep or food.

He still had to go to Patricia Qing's place tomorrow to learn, so he needed to rest well to avoid dying in class.

Brandon ended his cultivation and went to bed.

The next day, the rooster crowed at dawn.

Brandon struggled to get up, washed up, and changed into the white robe of the Heavenly Lotus Sect, then headed to the cafeteria on Green Leaf Peak.

The breakfast in the cafeteria was simple, just hard white steamed buns and red congee.

Brandon sat down with his food, feeling that the congee and buns emitted a nauseating meaty smell, causing him to frown.

A senior sister nearby noticed Brandon and laughed:

"Is this your first time eating the food of the Heavenly Lotus Sect? Haha, you're in for a treat."

"Don't be fooled by the plain appearance of the red congee and buns; they are full of mysteries. Even senior sisters who practice inedia sneak in to eat them."

"This pot of red congee is mixed with the life force from the heads of mortal sacrificial furnaces, pure and untainted, with innate energy that can refresh the mind and temporarily enhance the ability to sense spiritual energy."

"And these white steamed buns contain a portion of the life force from mortal bones, which strengthens muscles and bones after consumption."

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"Such good stuff would never be freely provided in other sects. Our Heavenly Lotus Sect is truly generous, don't you think?"

"......"

Listening to the senior sister's enthusiastic explanation, Brandon fell silent, his expression stiffening.

Goodness, even the cafeteria food was mixed with the life force of mortal sacrificial furnaces.

After dismissing the enthusiastic senior sister, Brandon began to eat.

Just as he took a bite of the steamed bun, he heard a commotion at the cafeteria entrance.

Brandon looked over and saw a woman in a chef's uniform grabbing a disciple, her face cold:

"I saw you pour out the congee. Don't you know the cafeteria rules? No wasting food!"

The disciple looked anxious and shouted:

"Get out of my way! I'll be late for Senior Sister's class! Will you take responsibility if I'm late?"

He said this while pushing the chef hard, trying to shove her aside.

However, the chef stood rooted like a tree, unmoved.

The disciple looked stunned, and the next second, the chef slapped him.

Bang—

The disciple died.

The chef grabbed him and began extracting his life force and fortune on the spot, coldly saying:

"Extra lunch today."

With that, she walked into the kitchen.

The disciples in the cafeteria, instead of being frightened, started discussing excitedly.

"Haha, that must be the newbie from a month ago. So stupid, not knowing the cafeteria rules of our Heavenly Lotus Sect!"

"Daring to waste food, what else could he expect but to get his head smashed?"

Brandon immediately lowered his head, silently finishing his red congee.

He thought to himself, "Not eating can actually cost your life..."

The terror of the Heavenly Lotus Sect was far deeper than he had imagined, manifesting in every aspect.

This was a sect with rules completely different from those of mortals and Brandon's understanding, requiring him to adapt in every way.

It seemed that from now on, he had to follow the sect disciples' lead in everything. Who knew what might happen if he didn't fit in?

After leaving the cafeteria, Brandon hurried towards the peak where Patricia Qing resided.

On the way, Brandon felt his body becoming lighter, as if the meal he had just eaten was really taking effect.

Using the pathways connecting the peaks of the Heavenly Lotus Sect, Brandon found Patricia Qing's residence on another peak.

The white-robed disciples' residences were just ordinary courtyards, but the yellow-robed disciples' residences were mansions, each larger than dozens of courtyards combined!

The difference in living quarters alone showed the huge gap between white-robed and yellow-robed disciples.

Brandon took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

Soon, a child opened the door. After verifying Brandon's identity, the child led him inside.

In the courtyard, Brandon saw herbs drying everywhere, their fragrance filling the air.

However, among these herbs, many were clearly not plants but some processed flesh tissues, making Brandon feel a bit nauseous.

Through these normal and bizarre herbs, Brandon realized that Patricia Qing was an alchemist, or at least primarily an alchemist.

What she taught should also be related to alchemy.

This made Brandon feel uneasy.

He remembered the Villain of the Blood Sea, who often dragged them into alchemy sessions, where many people died each time, and success was not guaranteed.

Even though the Villain of the Blood Sea was dead, Brandon still had a psychological shadow.

How many people would Patricia Qing consume in her alchemy compared to the Villain of the Blood Sea?

Brandon could only say... it was hard to say.

After all, in his view, the evilness of the Heavenly Lotus Sect surpassed that of the Villain of the Blood Sea.

He had followed the Villain of the Blood Sea for two months, and the old ghost had killed less than a thousand people.

But on his first day at the Heavenly Lotus Sect, the three immortals responsible for the assessment had slaughtered tens of thousands.

In comparison, the Villain of the Blood Sea seemed almost like a good person.

But putting aside that psychological shadow, learning alchemy from Patricia Qing seemed like a good choice.

After all, he had some foundation in this area, though not much, it was better than being completely clueless in other areas.

With these thoughts, Brandon was led to a grand hall, from which waves of heat emanated.

He entered and saw dozens of Qi Refining disciples standing on either side, with Ashley Taibai among them.

In the center of the hall stood a person-high, scorching bronze alchemy furnace.

Patricia Qing stood in front of the furnace, her face slightly pale, as if she had been injured.

Brandon remembered that Patricia Qing seemed to have been taken away by an elder yesterday, and it looked like she had suffered quite a bit.

At this moment, Patricia Qing appeared calm on the surface, but she might already be in a state of rage.

Brandon dared not be negligent and carefully saluted.

Patricia Qing glanced at Brandon and said coldly:

"Go stand with Junior Sister Taibai. Since you two are newcomers, you can observe for the next two days and at most help out."

Hearing this, Brandon felt a bit relieved and quickly complied, standing beside Ashley to observe the alchemy process.

Patricia Qing did not start immediately but looked at an open area at the top of the hall, seemingly calculating the celestial phenomena.

Time passed slowly, and the hall was silent except for the sound of burning flames.

Suddenly, Patricia Qing looked at a white-robed disciple and asked:

"What is the auspicious time for alchemy today?"

The white-robed disciple stiffened and quickly started calculating with her fingers:

"Today's auspicious time, auspicious time... auspicious time is..."

Patricia Qing frowned, displeased:

"Junior Sister Zhang Xiu, you've been learning from me for over two months, and you can't even remember this basic knowledge. Have you been paying attention?"

Zhang Xiu's face turned pale, and she knelt down in terror, pleading:

"Senior Sister Patricia, please give me a little more time. I can figure it out, I definitely can!"

"No need."

Patricia Qing's tone was cold, and she pointed her finger, a green light flashing at her fingertip!

"No... no!!!"

Zhang Xiu's eyes widened, trying to escape, but it was too late.

Swoosh—

The green light pierced through Zhang Xiu's forehead, her eyes instantly losing their light, and she fell to the ground.

A gray, misty, phantom-like cloud separated from Zhang Xiu's body, with a wailing face of Zhang Xiu on its surface.

Brandon felt a chill in his heart. Was this cloud Zhang Xiu's soul?

Patricia Qing opened her mouth and swallowed it in an instant.

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She looked at another white-robed disciple and said gently:

"Junior Sister Chu Jun, you tell me."

"Yes."

Chu Jun stepped forward, her voice clear and firm:

"In the year of Gengchen, month of Bingyin, day of Wushen, with great earth energy, clashing with the tiger, with the deity of the heavenly prison."

"Reporting to Senior Sister, the auspicious time is at the hour of Bingchen, most suitable for opening the furnace. If a Qi Refining cultivator is used to moisten the furnace, it would be extremely auspicious."

Patricia Qing nodded in satisfaction:

"Correct, it is indeed at the hour of Bingchen. Now, the time has come!"

With a wave of her hand, she extracted the power and fortune from Zhang Xiu's body, transforming them into two light clusters that fell into the alchemy furnace.

At this moment, the surrounding white-robed disciples began to greedily inhale, continuously praising:

"What a rich medicinal fragrance, truly worthy of Zhang Xiu's power and fortune!"

"Senior Sister Patricia's alchemy skills have deepened again, her control of the fire is simply perfect!"

Some white-robed disciples even looked at Brandon and Ashley with greedy eyes, drooling.

Even though Brandon had witnessed many strange things in the Heavenly Lotus Sect, this scene still sent a deep chill through his heart.

The people of the Heavenly Lotus Sect were all emotionally detached. Even if a fellow disciple died, they wouldn't feel pity but would instead want to turn them into sacrificial furnaces. This almost shattered Brandon's worldview.

Moreover, the learning environment in the Heavenly Lotus Sect was terrifyingly harsh; failing to learn meant death!

This left Brandon no time for idle thoughts. He suppressed his inner turmoil and focused on observing Patricia Qing's alchemy.

One ingredient after another was added to the furnace, the alchemy fire continuously refining the materials inside.

Half an hour after opening the furnace, Patricia Qing suddenly exclaimed:

"I almost forgot, to refine the Clear Mind Pill, two mortal sacrificial furnaces are needed as auxiliary materials, and I didn't prepare them in advance..."

As soon as she said this, the white-robed Qi Refining disciples all turned their heads in unison, their eyes falling on Ashley and Brandon.

They were the only mortals in the hall.

Brandon's body stiffened, a chill running up his spine!