This night, the moonless winds are high, shrouded in layers of thin mist, not even the sound of crows can be heard for a hundred miles around, and the abandoned temple is bathed in a reddish glow, with ghostly shadows looming everywhere.
Xiao Baoqin rests her head on Tie Dan's feet. After a day of fright and panic, crying and shouting, she was exhausted and had fallen into a deep sleep, especially after being almost drained by so souls who knew not how to cherish the gentle and precious.
Tie Dan ignores her, focusing instead on pinching the formula and practicing Magic, summoning copper coins onto the ground, and then scooping up the flesh and blood scattered all over the courtyard, mixing a handful of copper coins with a handful of blood, kneading them into Blood Coins, painted with a red gleam and emitting Evil Qi, strung together with red ropes made from roots and veins, a hundred coins per string, known as Blood Coin Strings.
Indeed, if you're going to disguise, do it convincingly; skinning and refining Blood Coins is the laborious routine of the Divine Sect mbers day and night.
It becos clear here, the Divine Sect undoubtedly originates from the Immortal Palace, with many shared cultivation thods. Even the coins used in refining are essentially the sa.
Of course, although the Immortal Palace does not directly skin and draw blood, in essence, it also grinds bones and absorbs marrow, oppressing the commoners, converting civilian fat and grease into money infused with Divine Gang Spirit Qi, forming strings dedicated to paying the Guardian Immortal Soldiers as military salaries and resources.
The coins weigh five taels, made from Divine Gang Gold Copper, manufactured by the Three Constellations, specially cast by Shangfang, inscribed with 'Heavenly Balance and Earthly Load, Eight Tribulations One Venerable', signifying that the heavens and earth are all under the conquest killing grounds of the unparalleled Emperor, and all Nine Provinces and Ten Thousand Directions are under the control of the Three Constellations Immortal Palace.
The martial artists on the battlefield often practice Refining Divine Gang Fighting Qi, wearing several hundred strings of money allows them to absorb Qi and refine their bodies, also serving as Chain Armor to block arrows and knives, used additionally as weapons to crush bones and smash enemies when need arises, truly practical to no end. Thus, the Guardian Immortal Army accepts these Divine Gang Coins, partially replacing food and silk for settling rits.
With the incomparable military prestige of the Immortal Palace backing the Divine Gang Coins, they circulate globally without obstruction. Not only is it the official currency circulating among the Three Constellations and Twelve Countries, but with the large quantities of military salaries held by the expeditionary Immortal Army from the campaign outside the border against the Eight Domains, these excellently crafted coins are also favored by the Foreign Tribes, maintaining popularity overseas to this day.
When the Divine Sect rose in the Western Regions, intending to replace the Immortal Palace, they naturally did not plan to continue using the enemy's currency. But if they were to outright abolish the Divine Gang Coins, it would be self-destructive, not only causing dissatisfaction among the local tribes, but also effectively emptying the assets of the Western Expedition Army. Furthermore, the massive scale of the Divine Gang Coins has already circulated among the populace, with objective conditions not allowing such a move.
Thus, the Divine Lord assessed the situation, deducing the Secret Technique to refine Blood Coin Strings, essentially rendering the slain enemies to fragnts, ground to dregs, first smashing them to scattered souls, integrating their Primordial Spirit evenly into the minced at.
After extracting and refining the Divine Soul blood essence, they attached the refined Essence Blood onto the Divine Gang Coins, akin to coating them with a Blood Clothes, transforming the coins into Red Coins, engraved with the words 'Heavenly Extinction Earthly Burial, Divine Slaughter Blood Punishnt', vowing to eradicate the Demon Palace, overturning the heavens and earth, leaving no living soul behind.
For the Divine Sect mbers, the Dharma Kings and Supres would simply capture people and absorb them without caring for this, a matter of convenience to refine so coins from leftover scraps. Whereas the general cult mbers below the Ten Hearts level didn't have sufficient cultivation, absorbing a whole person's soul at once risked possession by demon or insanity. Now by crushing the Three Souls and Seven Spirits into a heap of money to slowly absorb, it fits perfectly for their refining, with the Essence Blood and Residual Soul on the money capable of directly being used as Magic Artifacts. Naturally, they are willing to accept Blood Punishnt Coins as rewards for rits.
This way, the Divine Gang Coins held by the Western Strange Countries aren't considered to lose value altogether, requiring the Divine Sect mbers to refine them secretly once more to beco usable, deepening the Divine Sect's control over the regions. It allows only importing without exporting, consuming large quantities of coins from the Immortal Palace, severing the circulation in the Central Plains and creating a financial crisis. This accelerates the outflow of the Immortal Palace's wealth, currency devaluation, increasing land consolidation, escalating class conflicts. Truly, it kills a myriad of birds with one stone, calculated to the greatest extent.
This kind of strategic layout by the Sect Hierarch, extending over a millennium, continues to influence the world's situation; Tie Dan could only glimpse a fragnt, truly feeling inferior and...
"Hide and reveal! Get out here!"
Tie Dan flicks his hand, a handful of Blood Coin Strings in his hand like darts, shoot out like sharp swords, glowing with a bloody light darting into the eerie wind.
Unexpectedly, those dotted and red-star-like coins abruptly shifted trajectory, despite the absence of wind or rain, suddenly deviating within the ghostly mist, preventing them from advancing forward. Like teors, they spiraled in the void, circling around a diater of about seven feet, a shapeless and invisible void scene, as if an invisible and impassable door was there.
Then from that ethereal void ca an opera-like voice, indistinguishable in gender, of uncertain origin, even indiscernible if it belonged to a human tone,
"Heaven as do, earth as tomb, ancient desolation collected in a sleeve. Drifting in the sea of tribulations, three thousand crossings, all beings within the cauldron tossing.
Mountains as coffin, rivers as the outer chamber, billions of creatures as burial figurines. Laughing over the starry river ninety thousand feet above, the world under my control as puppets."
Tie Dan's eyes turned sharp, for he could see nothing.
It's known that his Yazi Eyes, while not Taiji's strongest, rank among the top-tier Demon Eyes. They should effortlessly see through most of the mystical secret techniques in the world, combined with the strong perception of the Primordial Spirit Radar, but he can't even perceive the rough dinsions of the target. This is fundantally not mystical, leaving only one explanation, that even last ti he couldn't see through...
"Yingtao."
"Hehe, does your highness still recall? Apparently, you quite fancied her appearance. Then let's use this face."
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