Fated Cultivation: I Have Max-Level Divination Skills

Chapter 297: Chapter 36: The Terrifying Power of the Blood Pool

Translator: 549690339

Deep in the mountains, the leaves rustled as the wind blew through them.

There was a cave sealed with wooden shackles, and many glowing red-eyed little snakes guarded its entrance.

Inside the cave, one could see many people dressed differently, including men, women, old and young. All of them were pale, thin, and lifeless, looking as if they had been starved for a long time.

Breeding humans was a habit that demons had always maintained.

Just like humans raising chickens, ducks, and fish, they also needed a continuous supply of food.

In a corner of the cave, a frail, delicate figure was curled up.

Her face was filthy, and her hair was unkempt.

As evening approached and the cold wind blew within the mountains, her body trembled in the chilly gusts under the only piece of dirty, gray cloth that barely covered her.

Not just her, but most of the people around were in the sstate.

Apathy was apparent on many people’s faces.

“Whoosh!”

A sound of splashing shards flew by.

In the dark, they seemed to see a flash of light, and then all the little snakes guarding the wooden shackles were cut into two.

“Boom!”

Even the tall, sturdy wooden shackles collapsed with a loud crash.

The frosty night wind rushed into the entrance of the cave where a man stood.

The man’s tall figure stood straight against the wind; his white robe fluttered, giving an indescribable sense of ease and elegance. His eyes, like stars, swept over the people.

The man was Zhao Huai.

Since forming his Golden Core, Zhao Huai exuded an intangible aura and possessed an extra bit of authority and coldness, making him appear like an otherworldly expert in the eyes of mortals.

In the eyes of these mortals, Zhao Huai was like a savior.

“It’s safe now, follow me, I’ve killed the demons, ” Zhao Huai said gravely, looking at the tragedy before him.

In his eyes, the destiny qi of these people was all gray, with no sign of vitality, clearly having been tortured to a terrible state.

In the current world, Immortal Sects and Devil Sects were at odds, and the sects could not possibly focus all their attention on demons, which allowed sdemons to slip through theand harm ordinary people.

No matter what, mortals would always be the victims.

Even though Zhao Huai said this, not many people moved.

Most of the people were too hungry and weak to even lean against the stone wall.

“Husband, lethelp.”

Yu Qinghan stood out from the side and ran her magic power; her Golden Core energy turned within her body, and strands of magic power flowed into the bodies of the people in front of her.

This gave them a bit of strength to stand up.

The people slowly stood up and walked outside.

Zhao Huai nodded, suddenly noticing a little girl in the corner, who was sitting helplessly. As the adults left, she slowly stood up last.

Unlike everyone else, she cup to Zhao Huai, lifted her little head, and from under that filthy, broken cloth, a pair of clear, snow-like eyes looked up at him, asking:

“Are you a cultivator?”

Her voice was hoarse and very young.

In that moment of eye contact, even Zhao Huai was stunned.

He saw many things in the depths of her eyes, besides a strong desire for life, there was also an extraordinary determination.

Eyes are the window to the soul.

Different people have different things in their eyes.

Zhao Huai used the Divination Skill to examine her face.

He discovered strands of bright yellow smoke emerging.

Among the many colors, the only one he hadn’t figured out was yellow.

Gray represented vitality, green represented health, golden represented flowing qi and opportunities, black represented bad luck, red represented death, and purple represented status.

What did the yellow represent?

“Yes, I am a cultivator. Do you have any questions?” Zhao Huai leaned down, smiled, and asked softly.

“I want to beca cultivator too,” the little girl said with utmost seriousness.

Getting this answer, Zhao Huai was not surprised. He gently brushed the girl’s hair aside and smiled, asking:

“Why do you want to beca cultivator?” The girl didn’t hesitate to answer, “I don’t want to be bullied anymore.”

Zhao Huai’s gaze revealed surprise.

He thought she would say something like avenging her parents or admiring his ability to save lives, but it turned out to be such a simple answer.

He grabbed the girl’s hand and used his magic power to check her qualifications.

He found that her root and bone were not bad. They were not as exaggerated as heavenly spiritual roots, but still much better than ordinary people. She had a single spiritual root.

What was strange was that he found the girl’s body structure to be quite peculiar.

Normally, people’s spiritual roots and bone features are within the smold, either excellent or terrible, but without deviating from the norm. However, this girl was clearly beyond the norm, and on initial observation, she even had more bones than a normal person.

So, is this what the yellow smoke meant – a unique physique? Zhao Huai thought uncertainly, as he gently smiled at the girl:

“If you want to be a cultivator, follow me.”

After Zhao Huai and Yu Qinghan took the people they saved from the Snake Coiling Mountain to a nearby village, they left.

In the end, only a little girl followed the two of them. She had originally been with the merchant team, but her parents had been eaten by the monsters, and she becan orphan.

Learning about the little girl’s situation, Yu Qinghan could not hide her sympathy and transmitted to Zhao Huai: “You plan to teach her cultivation?”

“Her qualifications are good, I can teach her.”

“Indeed, she’s a good seedling for practicing martial arts and cultivation,” Yu Qinghan nodded as well.

At this point, Zhao Huai curiously asked:

“Madam, you didn’t suspect me?”

Yu Qinghan rolled her eyes and said, “Suspect what? She’s just a child. I’m not that sensitive about every little thing..”