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[Tree] Chapter 371: Grim Reaper
🕑 Added 2024-09-28 13:36:54 +0000 UTC"W-We are going to kill him tonight?" Stella stuttered as she felt a pain in her chest. They had slaughtered the Voidmind family to fake her death, used the last divine beast egg to create the amulet to hide her bloodline and Qi from the world, and she had hidden away for weeks.
Yet it was all for nothing?
Stella was struggling to breathe. Everyone will die because of me—Vincent is near the Monarch Realm with three affinities and can track me down through the threads of fate? If I stay here, Tree, Diana... Stella looked down to her side at Jasmine, who looked up at her with those big, innocent yellow eyes filled with youth and hope. Stella gulped as she imagined Jasmine, a bloodied paste on the ground below Vincent's feet. They are all going to die trying to fight him for me.
"We aren't ready to fight him," Stella said resolutely as she looked into Ash's eye. "It's my bloodline he wants, not all of you or anyone else here." She clenched her jaw, and her whole body tensed. This was the right decision. "I'll go—"
"What in the nine realms are you talking about? Think Stella, what would that achieve?" Ashlock thundered—his voice filled with a churning wrath of emotions that crashed against the Soul Protection fruit enveloping her consciousness. Stella almost fell to her knees beside Valandor as the mist encircling her consciousness pulsed an enraged red, and spatial Qi crackled through the air all around the demonic spirit tree. Stella had never seen Ash so angry... was her way of seeing this situation so wrong?
"I just don't want anyone else to get hurt because of me." Stella choked on her own words. "You have all done so much for me, and all I've done in return is cause problems. How could I possibly agree that we all fight against a foe so powerful that even if we win..." Her expression hardened as she surveyed everyone's faces. "There will be casualties. Deaths. All because he wants my bloodline—"
Diana came out of nowhere and stole the breath from her lungs with a crushing hug. "You silly girl," she whispered in her ear before putting her down. The Demoness had a sad smile as she looked deeply into her eyes, "We are cultivators who defy the heavens and fight every day for survival. How many times have we almost died together? Do you truly believe any of us fear death at this point? Besides, if we die, we can simply rise again as a tree." Diana smirked, "What we truly fear is what that lump of wood would do if we lost you." Diana pointed a thumb over her shoulder at Ash. His Qi was out of control as it radiated off his trunk, and divine energy arced between his branches overhead. "I don't think any of us are ready to deal with that headache," Diana joked and patted Stella on the shoulder. "So do your best to live and keep him happy, okay?"
Stella absentmindedly nodded. It was as if her brain had stopped working. Nothing made sense. Why was everyone nodding at Diana's words in the background?
"Also, it's not your fault you have a delicious bloodline that some old creep wants a taste of," Diana winked at her, "If not for you, I'm sure he would be after me. He needs to go, and sacrificing you isn't the answer. That's just silly, and you know it. We will tackle this together, as we have always done."
Stella breathed as Diana's words lifted a weight from her shoulders. "Thank you, Diana," she said, returning a weak smile. "I just... got confused and scared for a moment. I'm fine now."
Despite never meeting Vincent or knowing much about him, the man had somehow cast his deathly grip on her life, and sometimes, she felt like a puppet desperately dancing in his hand. She only wanted to live and enjoy life alongside Tree while discovering new and exciting things with her friends and Disciple. I have so much to live for; why did I instantly want to fold and forfeit it all because Vincent demanded it? I really am stupid.
The Qi swirling around Ashlock relaxed, and the pressure on her consciousness lessened.
"Sorry for making you worry... Dad." Stella said. Her mind rumbled as Ash sighed deeply.
"Stella, surely you can understand that I would rather fight to the death than watch you be devoured by that bastard," Ashlock said coldly as his rage faded. "I need you to be focused here. Time isn't on our side as dusk approaches, and believe it or not, you are the only one here capable of killing him. Quite the twist of fate, wouldn't you say?"
"Me?" Stella pointed at herself. I know I'm one of the stronger ones in the sect, but wouldn't Khaos, Maple, or even Grand Elder Valandor, who shares the same affinity as me while being half a step into the Nascent Soul Realm, be a better choice for the job?
"Yes, I just checked on Vincent Nightrose in his castle. I only proposed the crazy plan of killing him in a single day because I saw an opening. You are correct; fighting him head-on will be difficult—if not outright impossible, depending on this third affinity—and likely result in casualties."
Grand Elder Valandor hummed at Stella's side and didn't seem convinced. "I'll have to hear this plan of yours, but I would like to go on record saying it's unlikely to work. So many attempts have been made on Vincent's life and failed at this point that I'm starting to suspect the man is actually immortal."
"We have to try," Ashlock said. "The summit will be the start of an all-out war once Vincent learns of our presence and the downfall of his sect. It's either we kill him now or prepare to fight an angry cultivator who might as well be a living god hellbent on eating Stella."
"Okay," Grand Elder Valandor said thoughtfully, "Let's hear this plan of yours. I should be able to tell you if it has a hint of success or not."
Ashlock explained his plan to the group, and Valandor offered his own suggestions throughout. As the sun dipped below the distant mountain range, Grand Elder Valandor sighed and leaned back in his chair.
"You know what, this might actually work. You have two advantages that no other attempts have had. Okay, I will assist with this plan to the best of my abilities, though ultimately," Grand Elder Valandor glanced over at Stella, "It will be up to you to silence this tyrant once and for all."
Stella nodded, "I can do it."
"Great," Valandor said with a smile as he rose from his chair and looked at the sunset. "Tonight may be one for the history books. Stella, get ready, and we will head out together at dusk."
"What did I need to do first again? The Spatial Anchor, right?"
"Yes. Go and visit Quill. He will get you sorted out." Ash helpfully reminded her. She snapped her fingers, and after briefly phasing through the aether realm that ran parallel to reality, she reemerged in the library.
The ink lake surrounding Quill rippled and parted as Kaida's large body emerged from the darkness. His golden eyes swirled with curiosity, and the last streaks of sunlight through Quill's canopy caused his inky body to shimmer.
"Hey Kaida, sorry to bother you." Stella glanced around the library and noticed Maple was also here, sleeping on one of Quill's branches with a half-eaten acorn in his paw. Despite the storm outside, it was peaceful here beside the rain drumming on the stone walls. That is when Stella noticed Quill had thrown up a spatial bubble around his canopy to block the rain. I guess that's why Maple is hiding in here. Ash hadn't bothered to block the rain until we arrived earlier today.
Kaida leaned in closer, his tongue flickering out, and he let off a low, non-threatening hiss.
Stella smiled wearily. She and Kaida had never gotten along that well. There were too many pranks done between them, and the snake liked Diana way too much. It wasn't fair!
"It would be best to get changed first," Ash said as what could only be described as a maid outfit fell through a portal alongside a few fruits. "The clothes were provided by Valandor. Apparently, they are standard issue attire for the maids in the Nightrose castle and should fit you. After that, eat the Void Protection fruit, and we can get started on the spatial anchor."
This was by far the part Stella disliked about the plan the most.
"I'll check back on you soon," Ash said, and Stella felt his attention move elsewhere.
Stella bent down and picked up the plain white clothes. Unlike the clothes the maids she had seen attending to the rich mortals in Darklight City, which were covered in frills, this one was almost too basic. Holding the clothes out before her, she noted the dress left a lot of open area around the neck and shoulders.
I bet that's so the bloodsuckers of the Nightrose family have easy access to the maid's necks. Stella frowned as she noted the outfit also had shoes. She hated shoes. They felt restrictive and painful to wear.
Stella went to undress but then tilted her head at Kaida, who was still quite close and eyeing her. "Shoo, look away." The serpent looked at her strangely. Stella sighed and decided to use the age-old trick of changing clothes with her spatial ring. Her usual clothes were replaced with a maid outfit in a flash of silver.
"Ouch," she walked a few steps forward in the godforsaken shoes. They were lacking any support and did nothing but rub against her ankles. "Stupid shoes... why would anyone wear these accursed things."
"Done?" Ash's voice echoed in her mind, and she nodded.
Finding the Void Protection fruit with its notable dark purple color, she ate it, and her eyes widened as she felt the horrific pull on her Star Core. Qi gushed out of her reserves to form a thin void layer over her skin.
"Okay, I'm going to have Quill act as your Spatial Anchor, and the activation requirement will be the destruction of your void shield. Remember, this is the Azure Clan Elder's technique to escape when Maple ate his arm. So, while it will keep you safe by bringing you back here, it comes with the caveat that you have no control over it. Even if you are about to kill Vincent, you will be forced back to this library if he manages to break your void shield. Understood?"
Stella nodded. The Spatial Anchor was an essential part of the plan—not only to keep her safe but also to allow her to leave after she had killed Vincent, as she would be entering his chambers alone. Valandor would only be helping to get her inside, hence the maid outfit.
If only Ash could open a portal straight into the chamber. But he said the defensive formations almost blocked his spiritual sight, so he's not convinced he could forcefully form a portal, which might make escaping through the aether impossible, too.
A piece of bark on Quill glowed with golden light. It flashed, and a golden symbol shot through the air, hitting Stella in the stomach. It didn't hurt, but she felt something connecting her void shield to a distant point.
"Okay, that should be done." Ashlock said, "Make sure to also eat the Soul Protection and Mind Protection fruits. We have no idea what Vincent's third affinity is, but the last thing I need is him taking control of your mind and soul."
"Don't forget his dozens of bloodlines—one of which can apparently track me down no matter what I do," Stella grumbled as she bit into the other two fruits and felt their powers flow through her body and enshroud her mind and soul in a protective layer.
"Your mind, body, and soul are now all protected to the best of my abilities. Show me your weapons," Ash instructed. Stella presented her two black wooden daggers that had served her well since childhood. They felt like the most fitting weapons to reap Vincent's life. Cursed sap flowed out of a nearby portal and coated her blades. "I'm not sure how Vincent will react to my cursed blood as he's a blood cultivator, but let's call this insurance. Blood affinity has ultra-speed regeneration, so there's a chance that if both your daggers don't hit the perfect spots to kill him, he will not die. Hopefully, in that case, he cannot remove the cursed blood, and it will slowly drain him of Qi until he runs out and turns into a tree. Also, if he does die, the cursed blood should spread to his other soul if he tries to escape."
Stella nodded in understanding and felt rather silly as she stood there in a maid outfit, holding two daggers dripping in cursed blood from an 'evil' god tree.
"Time to go." Ashlock paused, and his voice softened. "Are you ready?"
"Honestly, no." Stella sighed as she clutched her Phantom Veil Amulet that hung against her chest, which made her appear as an ordinary mortal. "But when will I ever be? Now is as good of a time as ever."
"That's the spirit, and no matter what happens, your safety is most important. We can always try to kill him again another day, but if you die..." Ashlock trailed off, and Stella felt the mist in her mind subtly pulse red again.
"Don't worry. I'll be safe," Stella smiled, feeling warm. Waving Kaida and Maple goodbye, she left the library and joined up with Grand Elder Valandor under Ash's canopy.
"It's too far to use aether Qi, so we will take a series of teleportation hubs. Make sure to keep your head down and look like a docile maid. It's best we attract as little attention as possible." Valandor's eyes drifted to the daggers and chuckled, "Oh, and hide those. Maids look far less threatening with a broom in hand than daggers dripping in black blood."
***
Stella had not expected to start her day watching Serena Blacktide fighting for her life against Celeste Starweaver in a tournament held inside Ash's Inner World to end it walking through the hallways of Vincent Nightrose's castle. As instructed, she kept her head down and trailed a step behind Valandor, who walked with the poise of someone who owned the place.
Maids bowed deeply as he passed, their eyes dull as if they were looking elsewhere with no thoughts of their own.
"Grand Elder Valandor, you are back already?" A man with sickly white skin and hair greeted Valandor. Stella could tell he was a member of the Nightrose family by the subtle pounding of his spiritual heart that apparently all blood cultivators had. The man didn't even give Stella a moment of attention; to him, she likely appeared as nothing but a lowly mortal maid.
"I have important news to present directly to Vincent Nightrose regarding the summit tomorrow and of a top-grade bloodline's whereabouts," Grand Elder Valandor said casually.
The man snarled, "The Ancestor is busy."
"So am I," Valandor replied with a deadpan expression. "Now move aside."
The man begrudgingly stepped aside and let them pass. "Disgusting daywalker," he hissed before vanishing down another passage. They made their way through the hallways otherwise undisturbed. Whatever had given that particular Nightrose family member the courage to get in the White Reaper's way didn't seem to carry over to the other members of the family, who did their best to avoid them.
Stella frowned in pain as they climbed a stupidly long flight of stairs. Her ill-fitting shoes clacked on the marble-like surface as they ascended toward the castle's largest chamber. Cresting the top, they were greeted by three intense gazes belonging to members of the Nightrose family who seemed to be standing guard.
These three... are strong. Stella gulped. Soul pressure radiated from all three of them, and if Valandor had not stood before her, she might have buckled to the floor. Are they all half a step into the Nascent Soul Realm? No wonder Ash proposed that I snuck in rather than fight our way in. It would take some serious effort and be a massive waste of Qi to kill these three. Vicent would also wake up from such high amounts of Qi being thrown around.
"Open the door, guardians; I've brought a new maid for Vincent that I'm sure he will find delectable, and she also has a message to give him," Valandor said, putting some Qi into his voice. The three Nightrose cultivators exchanged a dull look before stepping aside and opening the door.
Stella almost wanted to laugh. It turned out to be just as easy as Valandor had claimed it would be earlier. While Vincent was a cautious man, he was also the strongest in the region. They had no reason to put up their guard over allowing a random mortal maid into his chamber.
All three guardians inserted some of their blood into an ominous formation that glowed with power. Multiple clicks sounded before the defensive formations relaxed, and the doors began to part. Stella waited with bated breath, eager to find out what lay beyond. She soon found her answer as a wave of bloodlust and pressure erupted from the gap, followed by the drum of two spiritual hearts. With each beat, she felt a wave of force hit her body.
"Get inside, mortal, and tend to the Ancestor," Valandor said, pushing her roughly inside before turning to leave. Stella didn't care if it was an act. She would get him back for that someday. It took a moment for her eyes to adjust to the low lighting in the room. Shadows shifted around, and she soon realized they were other mortal maids. They moved strangely, and their eyes were unfocused as they worked.
Most of them were retrieving buckets of blood marked with labels that Stella didn't understand and pouring them into channels in the stone floor that were all leading to the centerpiece of the large chamber—a coffin of stone filled to the brim with blood that smelled strongly of iron.
It wasn't until she took a few steps forward that Stella saw a person bathing in blood. The scarlet liquid rippled along with his powerful heartbeats.
This must be Vincent Nightrose. Stella felt her own heart pounding at the sight of a man who had haunted her dreams for far too long and tried to calm down. His eyes were closed, and he seemed unmoving. It's okay. He's cultivating or sleeping. Stella double-checked and then triple-checked that her amulet was still active before moving deeper into the chamber. Remember, you're just a mortal maid. There is nothing to see here...
Stella felt her heart leap out of her chest as the door to the chamber behind her clicked closed. The room glowed with silver light as the defensive formations activated once more. The mindless naked maids paid her no attention as Stella stalked around the room, circling the coffin.
Standard attire, my ass. Stella thought as she saw a naked maid who had dried blood all down her leg as if someone had spilled a bucket on her walk past. If anything, her wearing the maid outfit made her stand out.
Stella did a few more rounds around the room and confirmed that Vincent wasn't paying attention. Stop stalling, Stella. She brandished herself, recognizing exactly what she was doing. Just do it. A quick stab to the head and heart, with a twist and dosage of cursed sap for good measure. If he lives through all that, you did your best.
Taking a deep breath, she approached the coffin and looked directly at Vincent's sleeping face. The man was disheveled and sickly with sunken cheeks, skin so thin it clung desperately to his bones, and cracked lips. His body looked a few years past death as if he had risen from a grave just this morning.
Stella quietly pulled two daggers from her pockets, which she had hidden earlier because she didn't want to use a spatial ring so close to Vincent and wake him up. Valandor had identified two things that they had that no other attempt had.
First, Valandor's help getting someone so close to Vincent, and second, the Phantom Veil Amulet that allowed Stella to appear as a regular mortal. Nobody as strong and capable of killing as Stella had gotten this close to Vincent before.
Cultivators were strong, but if Stella wasn't shielding her body with Qi, she could die in her sleep from someone stabbing her heart and brain. At the end of the day, without a vessel, her soul had no place in this world and would drift off to the afterlife... well, until she reached the Nascent Soul Realm.
Stella loomed over Vincent, still asleep in his coffin. Just how deeply does this man cultivate? Even I would notice a mortal this close to me. It was strange, but she wasn't one to complain. If he was so arrogant as to leave himself unaware of the mind-controlled 'weaklings' around him, then she was going to take full advantage of that and end him.
Taking a breath, Stella exploded with aether Qi as she rammed both daggers into Vincent's body. There was some resistance as the man's body was far tougher than it looked, but there was soon the crunching noise of cracked bone as she impaled his skull and ribcage.
Vincent's eyes snapped open, and they glared up at her. He mouthed something as he seemed to recognize her, but the life vacated his eyes before he could say a word. Stella twisted her daggers, creating even more damage before ruthlessly pulling them out and plunging them down repeatedly. She kept going, lost in the slaughter for a while.
It wasn't until her daggers met nothing but blood that she stopped and frowned. The body was gone. All that remained was a murky coffin of black blood.
"Is he... dead?" Stella panted as she looked around. All the mindless maids simply stood there, eerily staring at her like living statues. None offered an answer to her question. Stella spun back around and plunged her hand into the coffin, digging for anything like clothes or bone, but came up empty.
"Gather the blood and leave," Ash's voice echoed in her mind, "There's no sign he survived. I was watching the whole time; it seemed his life force was nearing its end, and your attack was enough to cause his body to disintegrate into the blood."
"Really?" Stella bit her lip, she wasn't so sure. Either way, this place was creepy, and she had no intention of sticking around. Waving her hand, she absorbed all of the blood into a spatial ring.
The door to the room clicked open, and Stella's eyes went wide as the three Nightrose family guardians strode inside with blood-red power crackling around them. She didn't even have time to know what hit her as the void shield vanished, and she felt an immense pull on her soul and body. The Spatial Anchor activated, and she was pulled through reality back to Quill.
Stella collapsed on the rocky shore, unable to process what happened. Had she really killed Vincent Nightrose, a cultivator nearing the Monarch Realm? Ashlock said she did, but it all felt too unreal. Shouts echoed as Diana, followed by Jasmine and the others, ran inside the library.
"You did it, Stella!" Diana hugged her from behind, "Ashlock told us Vincent is dead."
"Yeah..." Stella trailed off as she felt all the strength leave her body, "I suppose he is."
"The summit tomorrow sure is going to be something," The Redclaw Grand Elder chuckled, "I can't wait to see the faces of the families loyal to him when he doesn't show up."
***
Vincent Nightrose frowned as he emerged from a coffin in the darkest depths of the castle. "To think Stella Crestfallen, of all people, would have the skills to kill me," he mused as he stepped out, blood dripping from his body onto the cold stone below. "Well, that wasn't me, but close enough. How interesting... I can't wait to taste her even more now." He stretched his back for the first time in decades, and it cracked a dozen times. "Such incredible growth in cultivation. The Crestfallen bloodline never fails to amaze and to think it would appear in the ninth layer of creation this time. Lucky me."
Losing that body had been a significant loss. Vincent licked his lips as his eyes flickered around the room at the channels of blood heading off to different parts of the castle. "Cursed blood with divinity?" he muttered as he ran his finger through one of the channels dyed black by foreign blood. A savage grin appeared on his face as he effortlessly absorbed and isolated the blood within his body.
"I wonder if they will be foolish enough to still show up now that they think I'm dead." Vincent mused as he coated his fingers in the black blood, "Tomorrow sure is going to be interesting."
Comments
ChrisG12
Kinda making ash to stupid here, and it seems wrong that he not effected by the sap.
Demonlord
TFTC 😊
T W
i sort of echo what the others are saying here, but i really dont see ash just being like 'yep he's dead that'll do' having fought 2 nascent realm people prior and knowing full well the process its a carelessness that is not in line with anything prior
TheIronDragon
Oh course he's got a clone ot something, god damn it.
Qasim Jafri
Its out of place, but I hope Sam gets some screen time soon, and hopefully its good news for him. I feel like we only ever see him to get bullied like a punching bag.
Vincebourgh
I didn't imply that?
Alexey Gladkich
Characters in a story normally aren't supposed to understand that events follow story-telling logic.
Alexey Gladkich
An origin with three affinities? That's contradictory to their nature as manifestations of Affinities. And I'd expect Morrigan to recognise him.
Amosz
Nah, it would turn the other half. But I think her mind wouldn't be twisted, so her mind/personality would be the same as tree.
Daniel is ŁØNE
doesn't matter the assumption is still very stupid, he has fought more than one person who persisted after the death of their body, it would be endlessly foolish to not assume that Vincent would be similar since he is infinitely more powerful than all prior assaliants.
Alexey Gladkich
I don't believe so. It is more likely that he simply has access to knowledge accumulated since the previous Era of Ascension.
Alexey Gladkich
About the third affinity - it is probably shadow or darkness. The family's name is Nightrose, after all.
Ethan Barrow
TFTC! Well, saw that one coming. He's way way too much of a cautious person to have his everything be that lax, especially with his new fate reading power.
BrotherJohn
Yeah I agree. I think what’s going to happen is the classic, “The plan was explained off screen, so the plan that we see happen and fails, is actually part of the plan. And what follows next is the real plan”. If that makes any sense. I also feel that make there’s a mole? Or maybe Valandor himself has betrayed them? And that would explain their shitty plan so to mislead them. Because other wise this whole thing makes no sense😂 For one he’s a nascent soul realm so to kill him you’d have to kill his second soul. And his body turned to blood? No one else finds that weird and suspicious. Or the fact that the mind control still works on all the maids despite him being dead? Ashlock is way too cautious for that.
Daniel is ŁØNE
Huh? It makes no sense for them to believe Vincent to be dead tho? It feels far too easy and there is no body or soul to analyze to make sure other than limited spirit sight. And with how cautious Ash usually is and how much he cares for Stella, it makes no sense for them to make any drastic moves without some sort of near absolute confirmation. Now it just feels like they have been put on the back foot for an ill-fated attempt. Also can't Ash track his cursed sap? If so he should know Vincent is alive, hell I could have sworn that ability isn't even new and the current version of the sap should function much better so the fact that he is reporting Vincent's death seems very very odd to me. Also considering the circumstances Vincent has to be an Origin of some kind by how much he knows but that also doesn't make much sense since Morrigan should have known or speculated if that was true. Finally, It would be really really sad if vincent ends up using the cursed sap against them. Feels like the odds are being stacked against them endlessly and that was already the case before Vincent was forewarned about some of their abilities and possible alliances.
Sargon Yami
can he keep let's say the grade S version of the sap isolated? that is why i am asking. if he can still upgrade that sap he can use it during the fight with vincent.
SDCard
Thanks for the chapter! Yeah they really should know he isn't dead, if he died that easily he'd have been killed long ago
Philipp Battenberg
And death or not, the lack of a tree sprouting should be quite the hint that something is wrong.
Victor Mijares
Unless ash meant that the body she attacked is dead and not the main one.
Philipp Battenberg
I have to agree with @Xeo there, especially as paranoid as Ashlock usually is. But maybe he thought it would be good enough for now and send Stella home before checking more thoroughly.
Victor Mijares
After fighting two people with a second soul...body... or whatever. Ash should know good old mr Dracula ain't dead.
Philipp Battenberg
It would be fun if Stella was immune as she is already part tree.
Roombot
It does seem weird that they’re so sure he died, but I guess they are sort of right. That body DID die, it just wasn’t the main body
Victor Mijares
Isolated i think. Not used.
Sargon Yami
i think vincent fucked up towards the end as well.
Xeo
That's my point. He shouldn't be so sure he is dead. Talks like he is sure his life force ended when he turned to blood, and confirmed the death without being able to see it with his eye. Watching a strong blood cultivator not fight back and turn to blood doesn't really look like death without his eye, it looks like activating a blood escape skill. We know from Vincent pov the body did actually die, but from what we saw in her view I wouldn't have even assumed that much, and Stellas makes way more sense. Just feels way off to assume dead from what we viewed.
Sargon Yami
Wait can't ash track everyone that has his sap? Wont he know he is still alive because vincent absorbed some? And is thr sap still connected to the system? If so can ashlock upgrade it?
Sargon Yami
I wonder what happens with it when ssh upgrades his sap again
Sancturillore -- Élie Simard-Wallot
His eye that sees souls cannot see through his roots. Only from the giant eye.
Xeo
Yea I also think Ash being so sure he is dead seems odd. He wasn't watching with his eye that sees souls, and a blood cultivators body turning into blood should make any cultivator think he used a blood skill to live. And even if that body dissected should assume a backup is alive with second nascent soul is alive with cursed soul like nox, not instant death.
undeadgamer
Wonder f he’ll regret absorbing the blood
Amosz
Oh no, someone is going to be cursed with Ash's blood. Please I don't want Stella to turn woody 🪵
Sargon Yami
Several things about vincent are odd. he has three affinities and unlike ashlock that is something he had to start with meaning since the soulfire realm he had to decide that having them is better. He knows about bloodlines even those of higher realms like dianas and he even knows about the crestfallen and he knows about past eras making maybe he is an origin?
Sargon Yami
No the original. He has knowladge of bloodlines (forbidden on the 9th layer) knows about the crestfallen and has apparently lived for many eras.
True_Jolly_Roger
Next chapter: Vincent kills everybody. Story series end.
True_Jolly_Roger
I think clone.
Sargon Yami
is vincent an origin?
Titus
Fighting someone with dominion over blood using blood still seems like a dubious plan.
Alexey Gladkich
Cursed blood should be enough of a bane to that.
lilcapt
Thanks for the chapter
Calix Helios
Wtf
Halabalooza
Loved the chapter
Titus
Probably should have been more suspicious of the blood cultivator's body turning into blood
Wanderer
"I'll check back on you soon," This needs bolding "Okay, that should be done." Ashlock said, "Make sure to also eat the Soul Protection and Mind Protection fruits. We have no idea what Vincent's third affinity is, but the last thing I need is him taking control of your mind and soul." This too
Tanner Kuklock
This guy can never just outright die can he 😭. TFTC!
Vincebourgh
Who would have thought a villain with several hundred chapters build-up didn't get killed in one chapter? Seriously though thanks for the chapter!
Drakken24619
I knew it wouldn't be that easy , I'd of been so disappointed if the boss that's been looming over this entire time was taken out so quickly
Quentin Cozzi
Thanks for the chapter!
