Chapter 120: Wasted Effort
The Silver Moon Temple was a Daoist temple set up by the Silver Moon Sect in the mortal world, but they didn’t interfere with mundane affairs. They only intervened when there were demons and monsters appearing in the area.

The temple master was usually a disciple who had no hope of making a breakthrough and had a limited lifespan.

“Hoo- hoo- finally… finally arrived!” Hong Jinbao exclaimed excitedly as he gasped for air, looking at the temple in front of him.

After catching his breath for a moment, Hong Jinbao regained some strength and approached the door, pounding on it.

“Bang, bang, bang…

“Is the Immortal Master of the Silver Moon Sect here? I have something to report!”

“Bang, bang, bang…’

“Immortal Master, I have…!”

The door opened, and a young Daoist with a refined appearance walked out. “Stop shouting. What happened?” he asked.

“This is a matter of great importance. I must report it to the immortal master in person!” Hong Jinbao insisted, afraid that someone else would take credit for his discovery.

“The temple master is an immortal. Countless people want to see him. If everyone were to see him, how could he handle it all? If you don’t say what the matter is, the temple master won’t see you,” the young Daoist retorted.

Hong Jinbao was afraid that if he delayed too long, Zhang Chen would run away. He could only say, “I have discovered the trail of a Blood God Sect demon cultivator. ”

‘What!” The boy was shocked and his face turned pale.

“Don’t waste any more time. Take me to see the immortal master,” Hong Jinbao urged.

“Follow me.” The young Daoist led the way, flustered.

Soon, the two of them arrived outside a house in the temple.

The young Daoist regained his composure, tidied up his appearance, and respectfully bowed to the house. “Temple master, someone claims to have discovered the trail of a Blood God Sect demon cultivator and wishes to meet you.”

“Creak! ”

The door opened automatically, and the master wearing a tattered moon robe, with a youthful appearance and an ethereal temperament, walked out.

The master looked at Hong Jinbao and asked in a deep voice, “Are you sure it’s a demonic cultivator from the Blood God Sect?”

“I dare not deceive the immortal.” Hong Jinbao was excited and even began to fantasize about the scene after he became an immortal.

“Tell me how you found the demonic cultivator.” The master continued to inquire with a serious expression.

The last revenge of the Blood God Sect caused a great loss of new disciples for the Silver Moon Sect.

Now that there were Blood God Sect disciples appearing again, he had to worry whether the Blood God Sect was planning something big again.

Naturally, Hong Jinbao wouldn’t reveal his relationship with the Blood God Sect. He had already thought of an excuse on the way here.

“My name is Hong Jinbao, and my family has lived in Kang City for three generations. Not long ago, a stranger came to me. He claimed to be a disciple of the Blood God Sect and gave me a few stones to help him find someone.” As he spoke, Hong Jinbao took out several spirit stones as proof.

He didn’t know what spirit stones were, but they were certainly not as important as cultivation techniques and spells. Besides, there were dozens of them, and he wouldn’t mind losing a few.

“These are spirit stones, the currency among cultivators and can be used for cultivation.” The master explained.

Hong Jinbao’s face lit up at the words and continued, “I pretended to agree and let the demonic cultivator wait for me at my home, but in fact, I came to report to Immortal Master.”

“You did well.” The master nodded and pondered his next move.

Only inner disciples or above of the Blood God Sect could leave the sect, which meant that the demonic cultivator was at least at the seventh level of Qi Refinement.

Given the Blood God Sect’s style, it was more likely that he was a direct disciple at the Foundation Establishment stage.

As the master was only at the ninth level of Qi Refinement, it would be best to seek help from the sect.

After thinking for a moment, the master took out a sound transmission jade pendant. He injected mana into it and said, “It seems that a demonic cultivator from the Blood God Sect has appeared in Kang City, and someone from our sect has come to investigate!”

After speaking, the master tossed the sound transmission jade pendant into the air and said, “Go!”

The jade pendant turned into a stream of light and flew towards the direction of the Silver Moon Sect.

Just then, a sudden change occurred.

A dazzling blood light flashed by, and a hand reached out and grabbed the sound transmission jade pendant.

“Immortal, he is the demonic cultivator from the Blood God Sect. Please take action and eliminate him!”

Hong Jinbao pointed excitedly at the figure in the air, completely oblivious to the master’s lifeless face.

“Crack! ”

Zhang Chen crushed the sound transmission jade pendant with a cold look at

Hong Jinbao. “Is this what you call respecting your elders?”

In fact, Zhang Chen had long concealed his aura and followed them.

With only the ninth level of Qi Refinement, the master naturally could not perceive Zhang Chen’s hidden aura.

He had heard every word of the conversation between Hong Jinbao and the master.

Hong Jinbao, feeling confident with the backing of his immortal from the Silver Moon Sect, was fearless and said righteously, “Demon, you have brought this upon yourself. Today is your day of death!”

Zhang Chen shook his head and sighed. “Senior Brother Hong, I’m going to make sure you don’t have any descendants today.”

As soon as he finished speaking, numerous Blood God Sons flew out of Zhang Chen’s body and rushed towards the Silver Moon Temple below.

Seeing the terrifying Blood God condensed from blood, Hong Jinbao retreated in fear and shouted, “Immortal Master, save me, Immortal Master, save me…

The sect master paid no attention to Hong Jinbao, let alone save him. Faced with so many Blood God Sons at the Qi Refinement ninth level, he couldn’t even save himself.

However, he was not resigned to fate.

“Moonlight Array, activate!”

The temple master pinched the tactics, and a shield that looked like moonlight wrapped around the sect.

Each of the Silver Moon Sect’s branches had a Moonlight Array deployed, which could absorb moonlight to sustain the formation and withstand attacks from Foundation Establishment cultivators for a short time.

“Bang, bang, bang…”

The Blood God Sons collided with the shield and were repelled.

Seeing this, Hong Jinbao laughed. “Hahaha…”

“Crack! ”

A crisp sound made Hong Jinbao’s expression stiffen, and his laughter stopped abruptly. A crack appeared on the shield.

“It’s fine. It’s just a crack. Immortal Master is here…”

“Crack! ”

Before Hong Jinbao could finish speaking, another crack appeared on the shield.

Before Hong Jin could react, cracks continuously appeared on the barrier like firecrackers.

“Crack, crack, crack…

In the next moment, the shield shattered and turned into specks of starlight that dissipated.

More than a hundred Blood God Sons were comparable to the ninth level of the Foundation Establishment realm. The Moonlight Array only lasted for 10 breaths.

Hong Jinbao turned his head to look at the temple master, hoping to see how he would respond. Instead, he found the temple master in despair.

At this moment, Hong Jinbao finally realized that the immortal master he was relying on was no match for a demonic cultivator.

It’s over!

No, I still have a chance. Mygrandfather was his senior brother, and he might spare me for my grandfathers sake.

Just as the thought of begging for mercy arose, the Blood God Sons pounced on Hong Jinbao before he could speak.

In just an instant, before he even had time to scream, Hong Jinbao was drained of his blood and lost his life.

The Daoist child next to him was not spared either. He was also drained of his blood.

Only the sect master did not die, but he lost a lot of blood and was barely alive.

The reason why he did not attack the temple master was because he wanted to use the Soul Searching Technique to extract the other party’s memories.

Zhang Chen landed from the air and came to the temple master’s side.

The temple master struggled to lift his eyelids and looked calmly at Zhang Chen without any fear.

He had not many years left to live, so he could face death so calmly..