Directly soaking the cultivator's Qi and blood to temper the spirit stone ore is more efficient than purifying it through normal channels.
But for the blood slaves themselves, it was a miserable experience.
They are like animals imprisoned one by one. The essence of Qi and blood they have cultivated through hard work is exploited every day.
They watched helplessly as their cultivation weakened day by day, and they clearly felt that their vitality and lifespan were decreasing day by day, but they were unable to do anything.
Severe physical injuries, coupled with psychological torture, the devastation inflicted on blood slaves is simply incomparable, or even unimaginable, to those mining slaves in the secular world.
And now, thousands of disciples and elders in Jiasan Mountain have been tortured for several months!
It's raining heavily, why don't they release a trace of body-protecting profound energy to block the rain? Because for them, every trace of profound energy is life-threatening!
Being robbed of their energy and blood every day is equivalent to exploiting the vitality of these disciples and elders.
In order to live longer, they must find ways to save every drop of essence, blood and profound energy.
Use body-protecting profound energy to withstand heavy rain? Don't be ridiculous, that's too luxurious...
In order to avenge his personal vendetta, Xie Buqun deliberately doubled the amount of Qi and blood collected per day stipulated in the sect's rules, and also euphemistically called it "serious crimes deserve severe punishment."
For this mountain gate where "traitors" appear frequently, heavy rituals must be used to make them fear from the bottom of their hearts and make them remember it for a long time.
At the same time, it can also serve as a better deterrent to those disloyal young men.
Since his actions had the tacit approval, or even encouragement, of the Supreme Headmaster, only a few people in the entire Qingyun Sect raised objections, but they were quickly suppressed by the Supreme Headmaster.
Among these few people was Yu Wancong, the head of the six supreme elders.
However, under the general trend, the power of just him, the Supreme Elder, appears to be extremely limited.
On the day his opinion was submitted to the Presbyterian Council, it was rejected by a vote of three to one, with two abstentions. It failed to stir up even a single wave...
From the time Xie Buqun began to punish Mount Jiasan until now, this mountain sect originally had 160,000 servant disciples, 30,000 outer sect disciples, 4,000 inner sect disciples, and about 200 core disciples and elders. Now, only
That’s just three thousand people!
The son of a handyman was like an ant and died in just three days.
Since those disciples and elders of the outer sect and inner sect were somewhat valuable, Xie Buqun had surrendered them several times.
As a result, half of the people could not bear the torture and chose to make a blood oath of slavery to Xie Buqun one after another. From then on, they were willing to be slaves, thus saving a small life.
The remaining people are all dead...
The reason why there are three thousand disciples and elders alive now is because of Zhao Yingxin.
As a saint of the Lost Dream Clan, after Chen Shen's heavenly fragrant dragon banquet opened up her long-lost memories and awakened the power of the "Remaining Dream", this girl was bent on repaying the other person's kindness.
With kindness, she left without any other debt to save her people and restore the former glory of the Wet Dream clan.
Unexpectedly, Chen Shen was suddenly declared a "traitorous disciple" by the supreme leader.
Elders Liu Ruyan and Zhou Jingen, who had always treated her very well before, were not spared either.
What followed was Xie Buqun's cruel and inhumane punishment.
Zhao Yingxin never believed that Chen Shen would be the kind of person who betrayed the sect without any reason and abandoned his teachings.
Therefore, she resolutely stepped forward to protect Chen Shen's fellow sect members who were extremely important to him.
After each round of collecting Qi and blood, this young girl would heal the wounds of those seriously injured disciples and elders - even if she had to pay for this with her own vitality and original profound energy.
Even now, Zhao Yingxin is a little exhausted, but she still grits her teeth and holds on!
She always believed that one day, Chen Shen would come back to clarify the truth of the matter and bring justice to all the disciples and elders of Mount Jiasan.
She is not the only one who sticks to this will, but also the "porcelain doll" Liu Susu who once shared the same sorrow, the twin loli Mu Piaopiao and Mu Lili, and the upright and loyal Han Yuankui.
That Heavenly Fragrance Dragon Banquet once allowed Zhao Yingxin to awaken the power of the "Remnant Soul Immortal Dream", and her cultivation level surpassed that of the Five Star Xuan Emperor.
Liu Susu also became the seven-star Xuanwang, Mu Piaopiao, Mu Lili, and Han Yuankui became the six-star Xuanwang. This is the benefit brought to them by the subsequent power of the Tianxiang Dragon Banquet.
But now, after several months of being deprived of his energy and blood, plus rescuing others, Zhao Yingxin's cultivation level has slipped to the four-star Xuanhuang realm, and the remaining three have fallen again and again, becoming four-star Xuanwang.
Even so, their eyes are still as firm as iron, and their unyielding heart has never wavered...
"Bang!"
A blood slave had just been deprived of his energy and blood and fainted due to lack of physical strength.
"Get this garbage away so it won't be an eyesore to me." A cold voice came from the bamboo shed.
"yes!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a disciple in charge of "supervision" swung the long whip in his hand, directly wrapped it around the neck of the fainting disciple, and then suddenly raised his wrist -
"Whoosh!"
The disciple was like a broken leaf, thrown directly into the air, and then fell heavily——
"Gah!"
In the end, he landed on his head, broke his neck and died tragically on the spot...
The supervisor came over and pretended to take the opponent's pulse, and then said coyly: "Oh my, I just threw it away casually, this guy... is too careless!"
"Master Chief Deacon, look at this..."
"Hahahahaha!"
At this time, Xie Buqun's cousin, Xie Yunba, the chief deacon in charge of the Jiasanshan rebellion case, laughed heartily.
Not only did he not mean to blame the supervisor, but he looked excited: "It doesn't matter if a piece of garbage like this is dead, his blood is of little use anyway, and I am wasting my energy looking after him every day."
After saying that, Xie Yunba curled up his lips and shouted in front of everyone: "You did a good job, come back to me and get five kilograms of low-grade spiritual stones as a reward!"
The disciple who acted as the temporary supervisor was immediately happy: "Yes! Thank you, Mr. Chief Deacon!"
It turns out that Xie Yunba is extremely bloodthirsty and likes to see various ways of death.
However, he cannot execute blood slaves for no reason——
After all, the Supreme Leader only spoke of severe punishment but not of annihilation. As Xie Buqun's cousin, it was not easy for him to do too much on the surface and teach others to take advantage of him.
Therefore, whenever a blood slave fell into coma due to lack of physical strength, he would instruct some of his confidants to pretend that they had killed the slave by accident, and would give him a small profit to satisfy his perverted desires.
Gradually, in addition to a few confidants, other "temporary supervisors" who came to accept the task also took the initiative to become executioners.
In their opinion, the final fate of these blood slaves is death. The only difference is that they die early or die late.
Rather than letting Xie Yunba's rewards fill other people's pockets in vain, it is better to do it yourself and make some "extra money".
As a result, the fate of the blood slaves became even more miserable.
For the remaining disciples and elders, the current Jiasan Mountain has become a bloody purgatory that can kill and devour souls at any time...