A choking sense of death surged in my heart.
"Save...save..."
With nearly all his strength, he uttered those two words.
But the boy in front of him seed utterly indifferent.
"My lord, what are you saying? I can't hear you clearly."
"...Save..."
Strength, disappearing.
Consciousness, blurring.
By the ti Shan Sichen snapped back to his senses...
"Hiss—ha—hiss—ha—"
He was gasping for breath, his forehead covered with cold sweat, his entire head buzzing.
Only when he saw the prison guards dealing with the demon corpses around him and himself placed in the middle of the corridor did he knock his head.
He seed to have lost a part of his mory.
Or rather, he must have been strangled unconscious by that prisoner and passed out.
"I'm still alive?"
Shan Sichen could hardly believe it.
He thought he was surely dood!
The monster-like Yangshen Hall patroller, the demon attack, and the prisoners' collusion!
What kind of prison was this? It was clearly that man's private domain!
"Master Shan, are you awake?"
A lazy voice sounded, jolting Shan Sichen to full alertness, tensing every muscle in his body.
Cold sweat once again oozed from his forehead.
Gurgle.
He swallowed hard and turned around with difficulty, only to be greeted by Fang Yu's smiling face!
"Diao...my lord."
"Eh!" Fang Yu responded, walking over to Shan Sichen with Qian Guxing following behind.
In the interplay of light and shadow, Fang Yu's face was half illuminated by the candlelight, the other half in the shade.
Fang Yu squatted down, patted Shan Sichen's shoulder, and said.
"Master Shan, you seem to have realized whose turf this prison is."
"..."
Shan Sichen didn't speak, nor did he dare to retaliate, only bowing his head in silence.
Fortunately, Fang Yu didn't need him to respond, simply stood up and said.
"Go back and tell your Family Head, Qian Guxing, I've protected him. This prison is my turf. If he dares to reach out so far again, I'll chop off his hand. Do you understand?"
"..."
Shan Sichen still said nothing.
But in the next instant.
Swish—
Fang Yu's face suddenly ca close, inches away!
Shan Sichen jumped in fright, his body jolting, as Fang Yu asked again.
"Do you, understand?"
"I, I understand!"
This ti, Shan Sichen nodded vehently like pounding garlic.
"Louder! Who can hear you like that!"
"I UNDERSTAND!!!"
Shan Sichen's shout echoed through the prison corridor, heard loud and clear by all the passing guards and prisoners.
This new A-level prison guard had been tad like a docile dog in front of the prison's God of Killing.
Everyone already knew who really called the shots in this prison.
"Very good."
Fang Yu smacked his cheeks twice with a pat.
"You can go back and report to your master now."
"Yes...yes!"
Relieved at this, Shan Sichen scrambled to his feet and dashed out, stumbling along the way.
He had had enough of this prison!
With both demons and monsters, it was no place for humans!
"Letting him go just like that?"
After Shan Sichen left, Qian Guxing showed a worried expression as she asked.
"What else?" Fang Yu smiled.
"Do you want to kill him?"
"I..."
Confronted with Fang Yu's smiling face, Qian Guxing felt a bit confused.
She didn't know what she hoped Fang Yu would decide.
She shook her head slightly, saying, "I was presumptuous. No matter what, that guy is an A-class prison guard sent by the higher-ups. If he dies mysteriously in the prison, neither you nor I can escape punishnt. At the least, we'll be dismissed from our posts; at the worst, we'll be detained and await trial."
Yes.
So tasks are challenging when undertaken with a human identity.
But with the aid of demonic powers, everything can be easily resolved.
However, not now.
Acting in public, that's the most foolish thing to do.
"Don't worry, with here, you won't have any trouble."
Gently patting Qian Guxing on the shoulder, Fang Yu then walked towards the depths of the prison.
That's where Li Xunxue was being held.
Qian Guxing did not follow, as there was still much for her to oversee here.
Whether it was a demon revealing itself or executing prisoners, she needed to write the reports for all of it.
Moreover, with Lord Ding Hui on that side, for so reason, Qian Guxing didn't want to encounter her.
...
"Diao Deyi, what commotion have you caused again, making such a fuss?"
Fang Yu hadn't yet entered the prison when Ding Hui, facing away from him, had already begun to speak.
"How did you know it's ?"
Fang Yu asked in confusion.
"We've shared a bed before, how could I not recognize the sound of your footsteps and your walking habits?"
Ding Hui turned around, holding a small knife in each hand, and behind her, half of Li Xunxue's cheek was cut open, revealing a bloody ss inside that was quite horrifying to behold.
"You're using the knife like that... She's not in danger, right?"
With Fang Yu's superficial dical knowledge, such surgery without anesthesia or a safe, sterile environnt could be lethal in the modern world.
"Doubting ?"
Ding Hui rolled her eyes, ignoring Fang Yu, and continued to cut into Li Xunxue's face.
"The blood reaction of the Bloodline Spirit is quite interesting. Although the cultivation process must have been through countless trials and errors, I can reverse-engineer the final results. In other words, if conditions permit, perhaps, I could also produce sothing like the Bloodline Spirit."
"You an, mass-producing Believers?"
"Can't. It can only be attempted in a limited number of individuals. Li Xunxue's blood is specially refined; in a certain sense, it doesn't even count as belonging to the Li Family's bloodline anymore. If I want to replicate it, I have to follow the sa path, finding the right bloodline to refine continually until it ets the experintal standards."
Fang Yu scratched his head, not quite understanding.
"Then is it possible to separate Lord Li Baizhen and Li Xunxue?"
"If my research is thorough, separation is naturally not a problem; otherwise, it bears risks."
Pausing for a mont, Ding Hui said, "Go get a small knife, make a cut in your skin, and leave a blood sample for ."
Fang Yu: ???
Fang Yu suddenly realized.
"When you talk about researching blood, you're studying mine!"
"What else would it be! Of course, I give the good stuff to you first!"
Ding Hui glared angrily.
Good, good stuff?
Is this considered good stuff?
Well, in Ding Hui's mind, maybe it really is a good thing.
But...
Mine isn't simply human blood.
"My blood as a Demon Martial Artist, isn't it quite different from that of a pure Human like Li Xunxue? The gap is too big, it's not suitable, right?"
"Just leave so blood when I tell you to. And, what exactly happened outside? If this place isn't safe, I'll just go back to the Research Demon Mansion to continue my research."
These words made Fang Yu hesitate.
Indeed, if the Bai Family can't handle that little issue, it'd be better for Ding Hui to return to the Research Demon Mansion.
After all, the Research Demon Mansion is sowhat inconspicuous within the Foolish Underworld.
It's a place people think of when it's needed, but ordinarily, no one bothers to visit—the epito of tranquility.
Moreover, once the door is shut, the Research Demon Mansion is engaged in research day and night, has few diplomatic needs, which greatly reduces risk.
After a mont of contemplation, Fang Yu spoke.
"Alright, I'll have soone help you transfer Li Xunxue to the Research Demon Mansion later."
"Hmm."
While saying this, Ding Hui suddenly hissed as her face was splashed with blood.
Fang Yu looked closely, only to see half of Li Xunxue's face almost fully peeled off, the bloody bones inside making Fang Yu feel nauseous.
"You, be careful, will you!"
"Don't worry, it can be stitched back on. The most that can happen is that the features might be slightly misaligned after stitching."
Big brother, are you jealous of soone else's good looks?
Others are youthful and pretty, fair-skinned and beautiful, it's normal for them to be good-looking.
Besides, you're not bad-looking yourself...
Fang Yu opened his mouth, thinking that even if he spoke out, he would just get scolded by Ding Hui, so it might be better to stay silent.
It is only in the ga that Ding Hui's skills are incredibly miraculous.
If she played around like this in the real world, amidst such filthy and chaotic conditions, there would be fatalities long ago.
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