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The man had seen records of blood sacrifices in the Blood Evil Cultivation Technique.
And he happened to know of a place that was very suitable for a blood sacrifice.
He didn't even need to go and capture children for the sacrifice; the materials were all readily available on-site.
It was just a pity that without the flesh and blood of cultivators as offerings, it was not enough for him to break through to the next realm.
But as long as he could first recover from his injuries, that would be sufficient.
The man coughed, circulated his spiritual power, and quickly disappeared into the ground without a trace.
It was not until close to dawn, when the sky was breaking.
The residence once again echoed with hurried, chaotic footsteps.
When the arrivals opened the door and saw the bloody scene before their eyes, their eyes widened like copper bells, as if about to spew fire.
The burly man heavily punched the door, making a dull, loud bang.
"Damn it!"
"We're still one step too late"
He said with a solemn face to the two people who had rushed up behind him.
A thin man frowned slightly. His gaze passed the burly man blocking the doorway and peered inside, then his pupils constricted.
"This evil cultivator is getting bolder and bolder.."
He muttered, took out his phone, and started taking photos to record the crime scene.
The other person was a woman wearing Taoist robes. She stood quietly to the side without speaking.
The first burly man was silent for a moment, then said to the woman, "Call the police station first and have them send someone over to clean up"
Having said that, the burly man kicked the door again. "Damn it, those Taoists from Shady Mountain are really unreliable. They've calculated so many times but not once could they let us catch him in advance!"
The woman narrowed her eyes and didn't respond to his words. Instead, she turned and walked outside to make a phone call.
The thin man glanced at the burly man. "Takeo, calm down. Getting angry here won't do any good"
The thin man was named Nikos Alkyon, and the woman was called Eleni Prasini. The three of them were members of a team from the Shadehaven City Bureau of Supernatural Affairs, and they were also the most outstanding cultivators with cultivation aptitude in Shadehaven City.
Although among the three of them, Eleni, who had the highest cultivation, had just barely reached the first level of Qi Refining.
But according to reliable information, when this evil cultivator had previously snuck into Shady Mountain, he had been severely injured by the old predecessors of Shady Mountain. It seemed that he would not be able to recover in a short time, and at this moment, he could not even exert one-tenth of his full strength.
Moreover, Nikos and the others had modern weapons and some precious talismans in their hands. As long as they could directly encounter the evil cultivator, there was still a high probability of successfully capturing him.
And they had rich combat experience against such evil cultivators.
Evil cultivators committing crimes was not a one-time or two-time occurrence. Ever since the revival of spiritual energy began, they would encounter a case every one or two months.
However, because Shadehaven City was backed by Shady Mountain, it was rare for powerful evil cultivators to foolishly come to Shadehaven City to cause trouble.
Most of them were small fry who had not yet formally entered the cultivation world. A few shots with a rifle would suffice.
But this time, the evil cultivator's cultivation had reached the peak of the third level of Qi Refining, and as soon as he appeared, he attracted high attention from the official side.
Not only were all the personnel of Team One deployed, but they were also specially issued three Palm Thunder Talismans, which could instantly paralyze a person's nerves and restrain that evil cultivator's earth escape technique.
At the same time, high-level cultivators from Shady Mountain were coordinated to provide remote assistance and determine the location.
However, from the current situation, it seemed that they had quietly fallen into a stalemate.
For the people from Shady Mountain to calculate the location, they had to wait for the evil cultivator to use his techniques and sense the fluctuations in spiritual energy before they could use external objects to determine the location.
Then they would inform the others of the location, but by the time they rushed to the scene, it was often one or two hours later.
How could they catch anyone like this?
Moreover, that evil cultivator was also full of tricks. He knew to dive into the city, making them have scruples and unable to use all their methods.
Such as precision guidance and area strikes.
That was also why Takeo was so angry.
He knew that if those old Taoists from Shady Mountain took action, this matter could definitely be easily resolved.
But those old Taoists were even more cherishing of their spiritual power than each other. If it weren't for this evil cultivator being foolish at the beginning and actively seeking out Shady Mountain, he would probably be living more comfortably than anyone else right now.
Takeo also secretly hated that his own cultivation was insufficient and could only watch helplessly.
Otherwise, why would he have to watch case after case of bloody murders happen right before his eyes, while he himself had the desire to kill the enemy but lacked the power to turn the tide?
As the leader of Team One, Nikos naturally had to be much calmer and consider a few more things. He sighed and walked up to pat Takeo on the shoulder.
"I know you're anxious, but don't be in a hurry. The things you said, if Eleni heard them in her heart, she wouldn't feel good either"
Eleni Prasini was from Shady Mountain. A year ago, after communication between Shady Mountain and the officials, she came to the Bureau of Supernatural Affairs as a gesture of goodwill.
Takeo snorted coldly and glanced at the woman standing outside. "Then what do we do now? Just wait like this? Wipe that evil cultivator's ass?!"
Nikos pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes. "Wait a couple more days and see. He's very confident and also very arrogant. He definitely won't just leave like this. He'll certainly think about coming back for revenge"
"Be patient. There will always be a time when he reveals a weakness"
But Takeo obviously couldn't agree. He roared, almost spewing fire. "Are we supposed to just watch those innocent people die in vain?!"
"Those are necessary sacrifices"
Nikos put away his phone and turned around. His words floated over lightly.
"If their deaths can lead to the downfall of that evil cultivator and allow those above to grasp that mysterious earth escape technique.."
"Then it's worth it"
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Today was Friday.
It was almost time for the school to have a holiday.
The peaceful morning quickly passed.
Alex lay on the sports field, his hands behind his head, looking lazy.
He was sunbathing.
This was a habit he had developed in one of his lifetimes.
He vaguely remembered that during that time, he had gotten sick. He didn't know what illness it was, but in any case, as long as he sunbathed a little, his mood would improve a lot.
When school let out later, he would go back to the rural orphanage.
He might as well give the bank card to the dean and let him take the money to find someone to renovate the orphanage.
Alex's thoughts drifted, and he suddenly thought of those few little kids who loved to follow him around and make a fuss. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but reveal a smile.
Alex had good grades and was sensible. He was an example that the dean often mentioned. Plus, every time he had free time to return to the orphanage, he would always bring some snacks.
This didn't cost much money, but it could make those children happy for a long time.
Over time, those children were also willing to stick to him.
In fact, many children had left the orphanage, but not many remembered the old feelings.
Often, when they grew up and went to the big cities, they would not come back.
Perhaps they wanted to come back, but the pace in the big cities was too fast, urging them on at all times, making them unable to take care of themselves.
Slowly, Alex became the oldest child in the orphanage in the past two years.
Apart from him, the rest were only six or seven years old. There were even younger ones, just like when Alex was first picked up.
The times were progressing.
But that small orphanage seemed to have been abandoned by the times, stagnating and not moving forward.