Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

Chapter 1278 Rules of Religion

Upon hearing this, Tang Jie's face darkened completely, and his blood surged violently.

Since he took over as leader, no one has ever dared to so openly admit that he is unable to control the sacred artifacts!

This is tantamount to openly questioning the legitimacy of his position as leader.

"Young friend, why don't you finish what you have to say?"

The black-robed priest stepped in front of Tang Jie, speaking first.

"it is good!"

This was exactly the effect Lao Liu wanted. He shoved Jiang Xiaochuan, who was secretly on guard beside him, forward half a step and shouted:

"To be honest, this person can not only activate your sacred artifact, but also do so with ease and without any backlash!"

"You say he isn't your chosen leader, then who is?!"

These words were even more explosive than before, resounding in everyone's ears.

A deathly silence fell over the field; even the wind seemed to have stopped.

The black-robed priest's wide black robe trembled almost imperceptibly.

Several breaths passed before the black-robed priest finally spoke, his voice trembling slightly:

"...This matter concerns the very foundation of our Holy Church; it must not be spoken of lightly!"

"He wasn't lying!"

Just when everyone thought that Lao Liu was deliberately stalling for time, Jiang Xiaochuan, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up.

As Lao Liu lit the fire, he vaguely recalled the ancient tomb in Guangzhou.

Xiao Qi saw that he was shocked and speechless when he used Bloodlust, and it seemed that he had said something similar, that only the cult leader could control it.

At the time, he took it as a joke, and even made a lighthearted remark about it.

It wasn't that Jiang Xiaochuan didn't believe Xiao Qi's words, but rather that he genuinely didn't want to have anything to do with the Crimson Blood Sect, those ruthless demons who preyed on people.

But at this moment, with life and death hanging in the balance, this seemingly absurd identity may be the only way to survive.

Moreover, through observation, he could tell that the old man in black robes seemed to care excessively about what Lao Liu had said.

Since that's the case, we might as well take a gamble.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Xiaochuan no longer hesitated. With a thought, he shouted, "Bloodlust, appear!"

"Zheng!"

A clear, resonant tremor rang out.

She seemed to have sensed Jiang Xiaochuan's feelings.

The moment Bloodlust appeared, it exuded an unparalleled aura of ferocity.

Everyone present paled!

Upon seeing Bloodlust, the hostility in the eyes of the four Grandmaster-level cultists was instantly replaced by shock!

They could clearly feel that the bloodthirsty energy they cultivated was subtly suppressed and drawn away the moment the bloodlust appeared!

This is a reaction that only occurs when faced with a true sacred relic!

Moreover, judging from Jiang Xiaochuan's relaxed demeanor when he was controlling the vehicle, there was indeed no sign of him being harmed by the backlash!

"Could it be... that the sacred object... has truly chosen its own master?"

Thinking of this possibility, the group was filled with eager anticipation.

Tang Jie, on the other hand, was as if struck by lightning, his eyes filled with shock and a hint of jealousy that even he himself was unwilling to admit!

On his first day as leader, he entered the Holy Sepulchre and tried to activate his bloodlust, but even with all his efforts, he was powerless to do so.

Now the sacred relic is so docile in the hands of a boy of unknown origin!

"Hmph! So what if you can control a sacred artifact?"

Behind Tang Jie, the gaunt old man suddenly spoke in a sinister tone, "How can the leader of my Holy Sect be identified based on a mere inanimate object?"

"The sect leader must inherit the complete 'Blood Fiend Technique' and possess profound skill in order to lead the entire sect and awe the world!"

"Boy, do you know the supreme divine skills of my Holy Sect?"

The gaunt old man's words immediately shifted the focus from the sacred object to the inheritance of cultivation techniques.

As a supporter of Tang Jie, he had to stop this momentum immediately!

While the shock of a sacred object recognizing its master is indeed awe-inspiring, the religious rules are strict and the lineage is orderly. How can an outsider be recognized as the leader based on a mere artifact?

Moreover, he followed Tang Jie precisely because he admired the latter's ruthless methods.

And the ambition to lead the Crimson Blood Cult out of the Black Miasma Ridge and stir up the winds and clouds of the world!

It's definitely not this brat who just appeared out of nowhere and only knows how to play with sacred objects!

For him, this shouldn't have been so complicated.

Killing Jiang Xiaochuan and retrieving the sacred object would be a matter of moments.

However, the high priest of the church was present, and considering the other party's influence in the church, he had to abandon the idea.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiaochuan's heart stirred slightly.

While the sixth brother was making a fuss, he secretly adjusted his breathing and finally recovered some of his spiritual power.

Originally intended as a contingency plan, it now seems that demonstrating it now might be more useful than passively taking a beating.

"Blood Fiend Technique?"

Jiang Xiaochuan raised his eyes, his gaze calmly sweeping over the crowd, and slowly raised his right hand.

In an instant, a pure, dark red stream of energy slowly emerged from his palm.

This aura, though incomparable to the bloodthirsty aura emanating from Tang Jie.

But its purity far surpasses the mixed blood and evil aura emanating from any of the Crimson Blood Cult members present!

Soon, everyone felt a strange emotional pull on their minds from that wisp of air.

"This...this is..."

The gaunt old man's pupils contracted sharply, and the words he was about to say stuck in his throat.

The four Grandmaster-level followers were trembling, their eyes burning with even greater fervor, and some even slightly bent their knees, almost unable to resist kneeling down!

Ancient texts within the sect record that only the first leader and a few exceptionally talented individuals cultivated such a pure and flawless Blood Fiend True Art that directly points to the source!

Later generations, driven by a desire for quick success and instant benefits, gradually went astray.

The aura of true martial arts being displayed by this young man was so similar to that described in the records!

"Bastard!"

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xiaochuan was able to unleash the pure Blood Fiend Technique, and Tang Jie could no longer maintain his composure.

The dense aura of bloodlust pressed down on Jiang Xiaochuan, attempting to completely extinguish that obstructive flow of energy.

However, the thin layer of dark red aura around Jiang Xiaochuan, though far less robust than Tang Jie's, was exceptionally resilient.

The air trembled slightly as the crimson tide surged forth.

Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, he steadily protected his figure, subtly forming a confrontational stance with Tang Jie's bloodthirsty aura, showing no intention of backing down.

Upon seeing this, Tang Jie's temple veins throbbed.

His strength far surpassed Jiang Xiaochuan's, and he thought he could suppress the boy's bloodthirsty aura instantly.

The current stalemate is undoubtedly a great humiliation for him.

What he feared even more was that if things continued like this, it would only confirm Jiang Xiaochuan's status as the "cult leader".

As a result, the high priest and the already wavering old-fashioned factions within the church became even more inclined towards this kid.

Tang Jie hardened his heart, withdrew the surging bloodthirsty aura around him, and instantly pointed his spear directly at the black-robed priest, shouting sharply:

"High Priest! According to the ironclad laws of our religion, what is the punishment for anyone who is not a member of our religion, who has not undergone the initiation ceremony, and who steals our divine skills?!"

He deliberately emphasized the word "stealing knowledge" in order to pin the crime of treason on Jiang Xiaochuan, so that even the black-robed priest could not show favoritism.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiaochuan and Lao Liu were shocked, completely unexpected that the Crimson Blood Sect had such a rule.