Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

Chapter 1279 Opening the Door

At this moment, everyone's eyes were fixed on the black-robed priest.

In the Crimson Blood Cult, the ironclad rules and regulations are a belief etched into the very blood.

The high priest is the most steadfast guardian of this faith.

Since the founding of the sect, the high priest has been in charge of the religious rules and scriptures, and has supervised the words and deeds of successive leaders and followers.

From the leader's decisions to the words and actions of the followers, everything must be done within the framework of religious rules.

For them, religious rules are a legacy more important than life itself.

Tang Jie's use of religious rules at this moment was precisely because he had this point in mind.

He wanted to force the high priest to choose between religious rules and the recognition of the sacred object as the master, or to violate religious rules and favor Jiang Xiaochuan, thus destroying his own doctrine.

Either follow the ironclad rules and convict Jiang Xiaochuan, thus completely cutting off his path to survival.

After a long while, the black-robed priest slowly turned around, faced Tang Jie, and bowed slightly, his posture unusually respectful: "What the leader said... is not wrong."

"This is an ironclad rule personally established by the founding father of our Holy Sect. Anyone who steals the core cultivation method is guilty of an unforgivable crime and shall be punished with blood torture and soul refining."

"So good!"

A fierce glint flashed in Tang Jie's eyes, and he immediately shouted, "Then please have the Blood Punishment Hall enforce the law, seize this thief, and subject him to severe torture!"

The black-robed priest remained silent, his bone staff lightly tapping the ground, breaking Tang Jie's imposing aura.

"Master, I need to understand the origin of his technique and its connection to the sacred object in detail before making a decision."

"I suppose... the leader won't have any objections?"

As he spoke, the black-robed priest slowly raised his head, the shadow under his hood meeting Tang Jie's sinister gaze directly.

"What the hell?"

Lao Liu's heart skipped a beat.

Is this old priest going to confront the cult leader head-on?

It happened right at the critical moment when Tang Jie was clearly enraged!

He remembered that although the high priests of the Crimson Blood Cult held a transcendent position, few had ever dared to openly defy the cult leader like this.

He was working so hard in the hopes of using the old priest's influence to escape his predicament, but wasn't this blatant insubordination just giving Tang Jie a handle to retaliate?

Jiang Xiaochuan secretly broke out in a cold sweat.

He could sense that the four grandmasters in the distance had lost their hostility towards him, but they clearly dared not disobey Tang Jie in the slightest.

Right now, it seems that the only one they can count on is this tough-looking black-robed priest.

But by doing this, he was practically humiliating Tang Jie.

However, to the surprise of both of them, the rage that was about to burst forth from Tang Jie's face quickly subsided, leaving only a deep and unfathomable calm.

What others didn't know was that he wasn't really backing down, but rather that he had instantly weighed the pros and cons.

The high priest held immense prestige among the old guard within the church, who were devout believers in the ancestral precept of recognizing the Lord through sacred objects.

Moreover, Jiang Xiaochuan is capable of controlling the Bloodlust and has mastered the Pure Blood Fiend Technique. The origins of this power are still unclear. If you rashly kill him, your legitimacy will completely collapse.

“The High Priest’s words are absolutely correct.”

Tang Jie nodded in agreement, "These two are highly suspicious, especially regarding the sacred artifact and cultivation techniques. Naturally, the High Priest needs to thoroughly investigate them. I will wait and see."

He abruptly changed the subject, his gaze landing on Jiang Xiaochuan, a glint of greed flashing in his eyes:

"However, after the investigation is completed, I request that the High Priest allow this person to leave behind the sacred artifacts of our religion."

"The sacred relic is of great importance and must be personally retrieved from the Holy Tomb and resealed to prevent any further complications."

"Please rest assured, Master."

The black-robed priest bowed slightly, but refused to mention handing over the sacred object. He then said in a deep voice to the four grandmasters, "Bring these two thieves to my residence. Do not make any mistakes."

Upon hearing this, the Grandmaster, who was in a daze, immediately sent two people out to restrain Jiang Xiaochuan and Lao Liu from the left and right.

Although it was called detention, the force applied was much gentler than expected, more like a formal restraint.

Jiang Xiaochuan and Lao Liu exchanged a glance and both chose to comply.

"What happened here today,"

Watching the figures of the group disappear into the depths of the dense forest, Tang Jie's face still held a faint, surging aura of bloodlust. He coldly addressed the remaining two Grandmasters:

“If even the slightest rumor that shouldn’t be circulating within the sect gets out… you know the consequences.”

"Your subordinate understands! You would never dare to say another word!"

The two masters fell silent, bowed deeply, and respectfully withdrew.

After the two figures disappeared, the gaunt old man Yin Changsheng said in a sinister tone, "Master, the High Priest... he is increasingly disregarding you."

"Elder Yin, be careful what you say."

Tang Jie stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze still fixed on the direction where the black-robed priest and the others had left.

How could he not know that the high priest had gone too far?

However, the other party has guarded the tomb for a century, and his ascetic lifestyle has long won him the die-hard loyalty of the old guard within the sect.

More importantly, he himself was the one who pushed for the position of leader against all odds.

Back then, the power struggle within the church was bloody, and the church, or rather the High Priest himself, desperately needed a ruthless figure to keep things in order, which is how he was able to rise to power.

But this old man had never truly acknowledged him. Now that he saw the signs that the sacred object recognized him as its master, he naturally turned to support the true God.

Although there are radicals within the sect like Yin Changsheng who yearn to follow him to break free from constraints and lead the Crimson Blood Sect to seize endless blood offerings and power.

However, a considerable number of people still firmly adhere to ancient religious rules and regard sacred objects as the supreme law.

A rash confrontation with the High Priest would only cause the already unstable Crimson Blood Cult to completely split apart and suffer a severe blow.

His long-held ambition to live a life of seclusion will also come to naught.

"Master, if that kid really gets promoted, won't all our hard work over the years be wasted?"

The dark red veins on Hua Ji's neck twitched slightly as she stared at the group and said in a sinister voice.

"A waste of time? Not necessarily."

Tang Jie gave a sinister laugh and said no more.

"Then, should we still discuss that matter with the High Priest?"

After a moment, Hana-hime spoke again.

"No need."

Tang Jie closed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "The High Priest has no time to spare right now. I will make the decision myself."

"But……"

Hua Ji hesitated, then said, "In that case, the High Priest and those people will probably..."

"I am the leader!!"

Tang Jie suddenly turned his head, a flash of bloodlust in his eyes, and interrupted her with an almost growl.

A violent, bloodthirsty pressure erupted instantly, making Yin Changsheng and Hua Ji feel suffocated. They hurriedly lowered their heads and dared not say another word.

A moment later, the chilling, bloody pressure slowly subsided.

Tang Jie looked at Hua Ji, who was slightly bowing, and his tone returned to its usual indifference, even carrying a hint of concern:

"Hana-hime, you...are you about to break through?"

"Reporting to the Master, we are just one step away from the goal, but we have always been unable to overcome it."

Hua Ji bowed her head and replied, her voice tinged with resentment.

"Yes, breaking through to the Nirvana Realm requires a massive amount of accumulation, especially for our path."

Tang Jie said slowly, "The two corpses that Blood Fang and Blood Claw brought back will be given to you and Elder Yin, one each."

"Elder Yin can use this to solidify his initial realm, and you... may be able to use it to break through your bottleneck."