Chapter 127: The Blood Moon Ancestor’s True Purpose

A few simple sentences had already given Lu Jin a different impression of this man.

He was completely different from the others!

The fact that he was imprisoned here suggested there were secrets hidden from the world.

As Lu Jin spoke, he had already finished probing the man’s aura.

He had the aura of the 6th Transformation of the Purple Mansion Realm, yet now, he only possessed the combat power of the Spiritual Pearl Realm; he was essentially an empty shell.

However, Lu Jin nodded slightly because the man’s aura was pure Spiritual Energy.

In a place like the Blood Moon Holy Land, where even the Ancestor cultivated by consuming blood and demonic arts ran rampant, this Holy Lord had not joined them in their corruption. That was commendable.

Thinking of this, Lu Jin guessed that perhaps this was exactly why he had been imprisoned here.

“Holy Lord, why have you fallen to such a state?”

Lu Jin could not help but ask.

Qin Jiuhuang’s eyes narrowed as he seemed to fall into a memory.

After a long silence, he finally spoke.

“This Seat’s position was stolen long ago. The current Holy Lord of the Blood Moon Holy Land is not even human.”

“Hmm?”

Lu Jin frowned immediately upon hearing this.

“Not human?”

“Correct. He is a monster propped up by the Blood Moon Ancestor.”

Qin Jiuhuang did not hide anything from Lu Jin.

While Lu Jin was probing him, he had also been observing Lu Jin’s every move, even the slightest changes in his expression.

His cultivation was suppressed, leaving him unable to use his aura to probe others. He could only rely on his experience and intuition to judge a person.

The fact that Lu Jin could enter this place was enough to prove his extraordinary nature.

A young talent with a steady character, neither arrogant nor impetuous; he remained calm even when facing a figure like himself.

This boy was definitely no ordinary person!

Therefore, Qin Jiuhuang did not intend to keep his circumstances a secret.

Even if it was just treated as a simple conversation.

“A monster?”

Lu Jin was even more stunned.

The current Blood Moon Holy Land was overrun by demons and monsters. Beneath the surface of prosperity, how many unknown and filthy dealings were hidden?

Seeing Lu Jin’s ignorant expression, Qin Jiuhuang frowned.

“The Blood Moon Ancestor has kept the information locked down quite tightly.”

“However, since you are here, This Seat will tell you of the Blood Moon Ancestor’s dealings. You can treat it as a bit of entertainment to pass the time.”

This attitude made Lu Jin feel somewhat complicated.

Nevertheless, he said, “The Holy Lord speaks as if everything is fueled by helplessness?”

Qin Jiuhuang laughed at himself.

“Helplessness? This Seat has been helpless for so many years, what use has it been? It is better to see through everything. When one does not fear life or death, only then is one truly free and easy.”

Lu Jin countered, “The freedom found in helplessness is not true freedom. It is merely resignation after losing hope.”

These words caused Qin Jiuhuang’s eyes to flicker, but Lu Jin continued.

“Furthermore, this disciple has no intention of treating this as entertainment. The Blood Moon Holy Land is currently infested with monsters. Everything I hear, I will take as truth, and I will certainly put it into practice!”

The meaning behind these words caused a shift in Qin Jiuhuang’s gaze.

He stared into Lu Jin’s eyes, his brow furrowed tightly. Finally, as if finding release, he relaxed.

“Hahaha! Good! Truly, heroes emerge from the youth!”

“Lu Jin, since you have taken such a stance, there is no need for This Seat to hold anything back!”

“The Blood Moon Ancestor, like the current Holy Lord, is not human. He is a cultivator possessing the bloodline of an evil demon.”

“Years ago, the Blood Moon Ancestor appeared in the Holy Land and plotted against This Seat. He imprisoned me here and propped up a fake Holy Lord to replace me, manipulating the Blood Moon Holy Land and every matter, large or small, within the entire Qingzhou.”

“The Blood Moon Ancestor practices a demonic art that requires vast amounts of human blood! Thus, he formed the Blood Messenger Alliance specifically to transport blood to him.”

“At the same time, to occupy Qingzhou long-term, he formed another group, the Moon Venerables. They manage the affairs of Qingzhou, performing ‘good deeds’ to promote the reputation of the Blood Moon Holy Land. Their true purpose is to maintain the long-term stability and growth of the human ‘food’ in Qingzhou!”

“Furthermore, he continuously selects talented practitioners from various factions to be branded with the Scarlet Moon Curse!”

“Once under this curse, one cannot defy the Blood Moon Ancestor. They become his dogs for all eternity!”

“And the Blood Moon Ancestor’s ultimate goal is to rescue his father from the suppression of the God Mountain. His father is a true Evil Demon King!”

“Once that evil demon is unleashed, the consequences will be unimaginable!”

At this point, Qin Jiuhuang’s voice came to an abrupt halt.

By now, Lu Jin’s heart was in a state of absolute turmoil.

“So that is how it is!”

“The Blood Moon Ancestor is actually brewing such a massive conspiracy! Yet so many ignorant people are still risking their lives for him!”

He spoke to himself, his gaze growing more complex.

“So, kid, now that you have heard my story, whether you want to kill me or cut me down, do as you please.”

After saying this, Qin Jiuhuang actually closed his eyes. He waited as if for a judgment, yet he was calm and composed. It seemed that life and death could no longer cause a ripple in his heart.

“So you are the true Holy Lord.”

Lu Jin spoke suddenly, then sighed.

“Holy Lord, this disciple should not have killed your guardian.”

The blind man below who had desperately tried to stop him from coming up; Lu Jin had not expected that the man was actually protecting his master with a single-minded devotion until the very end.

“Killing him was a form of liberation. His soul had been forcibly devoured, leaving him a walking corpse that relied on a sliver of obsession to protect This Seat. I owe him. I shall repay him in the next life…”

Lu Jin suddenly asked, “Lord Holy Lord, are you willing to help me kill the Blood Moon Ancestor?”

As soon as these words were spoken, Qin Jiuhuang’s expression changed drastically!

Lu Jin does not look like he is joking.

“This disciple is not joking. Killing the Blood Moon Ancestor is something I must do. If this great enmity is not avenged, I swear I am not human!”

“You also have a grudge?”

“My Shifu died under the Scarlet Moon Curse.”

“I see…”

Qin Jiuhuang’s eyes narrowed slightly, and then he laughed at himself.

“As you can see, This Seat cannot help you with anything right now.”

Lu Jin understood what he meant and immediately asked, “Holy Lord, do you know of any method to break these chains?”

“These are Soul-Binding Chains. One cannot even use the power of the soul to probe their strength. Once you try to probe them, your mental strength will be violently attacked, potentially resulting in death. Therefore, little friend Lu Jin, do not waste your efforts. Your wisest course of action right now is to leave the Blood Moon Holy Land immediately. In fact, leave Qingzhou!”

Lu Jin had not expected him to say such a thing.

Of course, for an ordinary disciple, this would indeed be the wisest choice.

After all, if one wanted long-term peace and safety, self-preservation was the most important thing.

But he was Lu Jin!

With a great debt of blood unavenged, how could he just run away?

Besides, what were a few chains?

With the Heaven Burial Coffin, what did he have to fear!

“Holy Lord, please bear with me for a moment.”

Lu Jin spoke suddenly, and then the black devouring power whistled forth!

Weng!

The devouring power transformed into black light, coiling around those chains!

The chains vibrated, letting out a crisp clattering sound. Streaks of light burst out, appearing to fight back frantically against the devouring power of the Heaven Burial Coffin!

“Lu Jin, what are you doing?”

Qin Jiuhuang’s eyes were filled with shock. But amidst his shock, a crisp crack echoed. He watched in stunned silence as one of the chains that had imprisoned him for years snapped!

Footnotes: 

TN1: “Heroes emerge from the youth” (英雄出少年): A common idiom suggesting that great talent and bravery are often found in the younger generation.

Translator’s Note: The plot thickens! So the entire Holy Land is basically a giant cattle farm for an Evil Demon King’s son? That’s dark even for a xianxia novel. Lu Jin breaking those “unbreakable” chains with the coffin is such a satisfying flex. Also, RIP to the blind guardian—turns out he was the only loyal one left. Do you think the fake Holy Lord is going to sense the chains breaking and come running?