In Liu Sanming's mind, the image of the pair of middle-aged man and woman whose words matched their actions appeared once more.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt everything was sowhat strange and eerie.
However, since things had co to this point, he had no intention of backing down.
"Let's go."
Liu Sanming gave the order.
Li Longshan nodded, leading him from the back into the hotel.
Once inside, they took the elevator and soon arrived outside room 432.
Liu Sanming nodded, and Li Longshan understood, pressing the doorbell.
Three seconds later, the room door opened by itself.
Inside was pitch black, the lights were not on.
Liu Sanming clenched his fists, guarding himself, his eyes squinting while channeling all his blood and profound power to the peak!
Soon, Li Longshan stepped inside.
He followed suit and went in.
The door closed automatically.
"Why is there an extra person, who is he?"
A ghostly voice ca from inside.
It was imdiately clear it was an old man, quite elderly, with a voice carrying an old cadence.
Li Longshan, standing respectfully upright according to the pre-arranged plan, said: "Master, he is Liu Sanming's friend, he said he has so important matter to see you and will only reveal it then."
"Oh? Let him co over."
Daoist Tianfu coolly said.
Li Longshan nodded, moving aside to make way.
Standing behind, Liu Sanming imdiately wanted to curse!
Wasn't this sending him to die?
He squinted deeply, looking around, the room was not large, maybe thirty or forty square ters, with a big bed, furnishings similar to other hotels.
He truly couldn't have imagined that Daoist Tianfu, who owned vast wealth, would live so simply.
Moreover, Liu Sanming could sense that the aura around Daoist Tianfu was indeed not strong.
Just slightly stronger than Daoist Tianji.
It seed that due to the extre yin night, the Daoist skills were indeed suppressed, confirming the hints provided by Li Longshan.
After calming his mood, Liu Sanming slowly walked over, pretended to be respectful and said: "Hello Daoist, my na is Zhang Dahu, I have been close with Liu Sanming since childhood, so I know many of his secrets."
"What terms do you want, for you to speak?"
Daoist Tianfu asked from the darkness.
Liu Sanming could vaguely see the other person sitting cross-legged on the bed.
"I… want ten million."
He thought for a mont, deliberately said.
"Ten million for a secret about Liu Sanming, that's not too expensive, after all, I really want him dead, but the secret you tell must be good enough."
Daoist Tianfu coldly laughed.
Liu Sanming nodded, "Surely it's good, surely it's helpful to you, Daoist, let co closer to tell you."
"Mm, co over and tell ."
Daoist Tianfu said again.
Upon hearing this, Liu Sanming's nerves tightened even more!
He couldn't figure out if the other really wanted to hear the secret or was luring him over.
But there was no chance to back out now.
He could only grit his teeth, nod softly and cautiously step forward.
Soon, after a few steps, Liu Sanming stood at the bedside, he could more clearly see Daoist Tianfu sitting cross-legged on the bed.
Only when he clearly saw the other's appearance did Liu Sanming feel a chill down his spine!
Daoist Tianfu on the bed, with snow-white hair, frail figure, broad shoulders, slender build, and dressed in a black robe, his eyes flashing brightly.
Yet none of these were the reasons for Liu Sanming's shock.
What shocked him was—
Daoist Tianfu, strikingly resembled the earlier pair of middle-aged man and woman!
As if their facial features had been swapped, creating a mutual sense of presence.
As Liu Sanming looked more, he felt increasingly horrified!
And just then, the unexpected happened!
Daoist Tianfu suddenly opened his mouth!
A thin needle shot out like lightning, aiming for Liu Sanming!
At such close range, and so swiftly, enhanced by true Qi, Liu Sanming had no chance to escape!
Even though Liu Sanming had constantly been sensing danger, he hadn't expected Daoist Tianfu to hide a concealed weapon in his mouth.
He quickly raised his hand, attempting to block.
But the thin needle instantly pierced through his palm, hitting his glabella!
The next mont, Liu Sanming cried out in agony, layers upon layers of cold swept over him, like falling into an ice cellar, his consciousness quickly scattered, and within seconds his body beca numb and detached!
Bang! His vision went black, collapsing to the ground.
The room lights flickered on.
Daoist Tianfu, sitting cross-legged on the bed, coldly smiled at Liu Sanming unconscious on the floor.
"You are utterly unqualified to fight against ."
"I have told those around , I most fear nights of the full moon, as the heavy yin energy suppresses my cultivation, my weakest ti."
"But, in truth, it's a massive lie, on nights of the full moon I am not weak, rather it's my strongest ti!"
Daoist Tianfu finished, laughing coldly!
Gusts of chilling wind appeared around.
Next he moved off the bed, indifferent eyes turned to Li Longshan.
"Who are you, who am I, who is he, tell ."
"..."
Li Longshan's expression was wooden, with no reaction.
Seeing this, Daoist Tianfu snorted coldly!
"Looks like you've been controlled by Liu Sanming's curse, I never thought after cultivating you for decades, you'd end up as soone's puppet."
Then, Daoist Tianfu raised his hand!
A slap landed atop Li Longshan's head.
Instantly, several lines of blood flowed from Li Longshan's head, his gaze turned vacant, face paled dramatically, seconds later——
Bang! Fell lifeless to the ground.
Curses that control people are usually complex and sinister, not easily undone.
Though a founder of the Divine Origin Association, Daoist Tianfu held no absolute confidence.
So, killing was the safest way to handle it.
After slaying Li Longshan, Daoist Tianfu coldly regarded Liu Sanming on the ground.
Earlier, listening to subordinates had revealed Liu Sanming's details.
Curious how such a young individual attained the Daoist King realm.
Looking now, he felt more astonished.
Because Liu Sanming, younger than expected!
And after being hit by his Divine Ghost Needle, though unconscious, his energy and blood flow remained stable, showing no signs of near-death.
This indicates Liu Sanming's physique is incredibly resilient.
"It seems he does have the Pure Yang body, a one-in-a-million constitution, it'd be a waste to kill him."
Daoist Tianfu whispered.
Finished, he bent to lift Liu Sanming's body, tossing it onto the bed.
From his hand, he took out a simple Needle Bag.
Upon opening it, densely packed silver needles appeared, seemingly no different from those used in traditional dicine.
Yet the mont the needle bag opened, the surrounding air temperature sharply dropped...
"Once these 27 Divine Ghost Needles all pierce into him, he will beco my puppet, possessing such a Daoist King realm puppet, truly fortunate."
"And his legacy will also be revealed entirely to !"
"Yougu, you refused to join forces, fine, the benefits I reap won't even be shared a bit!"
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