Devouring Soul Emperor

Similar situations were also occurring in other parts of the third floor.

All the unclaimed Secret Manuals and Secret Techniques had been snatched up. Naturally, these people began to eye the manuals and techniques others had acquired.

However, with so many eyes watching, no one actually dared to make a move.

Doing so would be a slap in the face to the three strongest teams. Even if only to save face, they would surely hunt down and kill anyone who dared to attack.

Soon, the dozen or so people on the third floor had all gathered together.

Those who had a Storage Ring, or were part of a group where someone had one, were naturally at ease.

But those who didn’t were in a tough spot. Not only did they have to carry the thick, bulky Secret Manuals and Secret Techniques, but they also had to constantly endure the heated, covetous stares from all around.

"Everyone’s here. I want to ask one thing: has anyone among you obtained a Royal-level Secret Manual or Secret Technique?"

Matai Ren scanned the crowd, his expression grim as he spoke.

The members of the No-Life Gang had gathered and handed him all the Secret Manuals and Secret Techniques they had found, but not a single one was Royal-level!

"All we got were King-level ones too."

"We don’t have any Royal-level ones here either."

"The highest we found was only King-level."

The others chimed in one after another.

But as each person glanced at the others, their eyes were filled with suspicion and wariness. It was clear there was no trust among them.

"The main hall only has three floors. This is the very top."

"And all we’ve found are King-level manuals... Hmph, that’s bullshit!"

Matai Ren said coldly, his gaze flickering with uncertainty as he looked at the others.

These were just the ruins of a remnant of the Blood Sect.

The Blood Sect had been besieged by other sects before, so it would be understandable if there were no Sect-level Secret Manuals. But it was impossible that there wasn’t even a single Royal-level one!

Everyone believed someone must have found a Royal-level Secret Manual and was secretly hiding it.

Chu Qingyun and his two companions also carefully observed the others, hoping to spot something. After all, the allure of a Royal-level Secret Manual was simply too great.

Just then, a cry of astonishment suddenly came from the second floor below. "The Ten Thousand Spirits Sacred Form! You actually found the Ten Thousand Spirits Sacred Form!"

The Ten Thousand Spirits Sacred Form was a famous Secret Technique of the Blood Sect.

Even Chu Qingyun had heard Mu Xiaoxiao mention this Secret Technique before entering the Blood Sect ruins. It was said that one could cultivate it all the way to the Martial Sect level, making it an incredibly powerful Secret Technique!

Secret Techniques were inherently far more valuable than Secret Manuals.

So, upon hearing the words "Ten Thousand Spirits Sacred Form," the people on the third floor couldn’t hold back. Without a moment’s hesitation, they rushed to the staircase and jumped directly down to the second floor.

The appearance of the Ten Thousand Spirits Sacred Form had clearly kicked up a storm on the second floor.

The one who found the Ten Thousand Spirits Sacred Form was only a Fifth-level Martial Spirit.

At that moment, he was clutching a thick, large, blood-red book, glaring hatefully at another Fifth-level Martial Spirit in front of him.

Evidently, that was the person who had shouted out about the treasure he’d found.

"Out of the way! Everyone, get out of my way!"

"A Fifth-level Martial Spirit... Hmph. Kid, give me the Ten Thousand Spirits Sacred Form, and I’ll let you join the No-Life Gang. You’ll enjoy endless wealth and glory in the future!"

Matai Ren pushed aside the people in his way and barged right in.

"Wait! Give that Secret Technique to me, and I’ll recommend you to the Celestial Sword Sect!" Huo Yuguang said, not wanting to be outdone.

"Recommend? You haven’t even gotten in yourself, and you want to recommend someone else? Give the Secret Technique to me, and I guarantee you’ll get into the Saint Extreme Sect!" Zhou Wushang declared with great confidence.

The Zhou Family was deeply entrenched in the Saint Extreme Sect, so he had the confidence to make such a statement.

The No-Life Gang, the Celestial Sword Sect, the Saint Extreme Sect—many people would beat their heads against a wall just for a chance to get into any one of them. This was especially true for the Celestial Sword Sect and the Saint Extreme Sect, which weren’t just sects, but two of the Three Major Sects of the Northern Domain.

Instantly, the gazes of the surrounding Earth Spirit Realm experts, and even a few at the Celestial Spirit Realm, turned scorching hot as they stared at the blood-red Secret Technique.

A single stroke of luck could completely change one’s destiny.

But he was just a Fifth-level Martial Spirit...

"I... I... I need to think, I need to think..." The man seemed terrified, cowering by the wall, his body trembling uncontrollably.

Suddenly obtaining a supreme Secret Technique, only to have it exposed, be surrounded by so many people, and then receive offers from three different factions... The constant ups and downs had left his mind reeling.

"How did you find this Secret Technique?" Matai Ren asked, looking at the broken wall behind the Fifth-level Martial Spirit.

The man didn’t dare to hide anything. "Th-this wall, it originally had an insignia of three drops of blood. Out of curiosity, I knocked on it and found it was hollow. After breaking it open, I found this Secret Technique."

An insignia of three drops of blood!

Many people in the crowd immediately darted off to search for this so-called insignia.

The dozen or so people who had come down from the third floor to the second, including Chu Qingyun, also split up quickly. Some remained on the second floor, while others went to the third and first floors, all beginning to search for the insignia the man had described.

Everyone immediately understood. For some unknown reason, the remnants of the Blood Sect had hidden their Royal-level Secret Manuals and their most powerful Secret Techniques, instead of displaying them openly like the King-level ones.

The Spirit-level and King-level Secret Manuals, as well as the more powerful Secret Techniques on the second and third floors, were quickly plundered.

Word of the three-blood-drop insignia had already spread throughout the main hall, and everyone was scrambling up and down, searching for it.

Chu Qingyun searched carefully by himself in a corner of the second floor.

Suddenly, his expression shifted. He thought he saw a hint of red behind a stone chair.

He pushed the stone chair aside and, sure enough, saw three teardrop-shaped, blood-red marks on the wall behind it, arranged in a triangular pattern.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK...

Chu Qingyun tapped gently around the insignia a couple of times.

Just as the other man had said, the wall was hollow.

Confirming this, Chu Qingyun no longer hesitated. With a light press of his palm, he shattered the surface of the wall, revealing a Secret Manual hidden inside.

"Blood-Dripping Swordsmanship... a Royal-level Sword Technique!"

Staring at the Secret Manual in his hand, Chu Qingyun’s heart began to pound wildly.

All this time, his greatest reliance in the Sword Dao had been a mere King-level Sword Technique, the Thunder Sword Manual. But now, he had finally obtained a Royal-level Sword Technique that surpassed it!

With a thought, Chu Qingyun placed the Blood-Dripping Swordsmanship manual into his Storage Ring.

Then, he set out again, beginning to search the walls and even the floors for the three-blood-drop insignia.

Everyone was completely focused on finding those insignias.

And under these circumstances, some dark deeds also began to quietly unfold.