The Supre National Master was about to go crazy, not knowing where he had been taken; this person and fox seed to appear out of nowhere, but the most important thing was his hands inexplicably caught fire, rendering all his many abilities useless.
He rolled over in pain, and soon realized his hands were already numb and unfeeling, his face instantly lost all color.
If both hands were crippled, how could he practice alchemy again?
Alchemy requires precise fire control and drawing Elixir Talismans. Once his hands are useless, everything is ruined, even if he has a recipe to restore flesh and bones, he must still be able to refine it!
The sll of cooked flesh turned from fragrant to nauseating, and finally, the flas went out.
The Supre National Master stared at his still-smoking hands, which were already charred to the bone, his eyes nearly tearing apart.
He gasped heavily, his old face twisted in a grimace, his poisonous gaze directed towards Qin Liuxi and the fox on her shoulder with sleek, golden-red fur. As he focused on the fox’s true form, a bit of excitent and a gleam flashed in his eyes.
Si Luo: Damn, Laozi is being targeted too!
He snuggled up to Qin Liuxi’s neck, afraid and seeking protection.
Qin Liuxi swatted him away; this thing isn’t just acting out once.
The Supre National Master stared intensely at Si Luo, couldn’t help but exclaim: "A thousand-year-old demon fox."
His eyes were filled with extre greed and desire; if he could extract its Demon Core, his hands would be fine, and his cultivation and power would definitely rise to another level, not to ntion his lifespan!
Once he swallowed this thousand-year-old Demon Core, wouldn’t he achieve immortality and hope for the Great Dao?
Though he tried to conceal his greed, this domain was structured by Si Luo’s demonic power, like the top of his Five Finger Mountain. Watching from above, how could one not see the Supre National Master’s covetousness?
Bastard, daring to covet Laozi’s beauty, you’re not worthy!
Si Luo slashed his claws in the air.
"Aow!" The Supre National Master was jolted back by the severe pain, looked down to find his singed right wrist had been severed, and the blood was spurting like a red plum blossom on the snow before flowing slowly down.
The Supre National Master nearly fainted from pain, but he didn’t lose his mind and quickly chanted the Blood Stopping Spell, stopped the bleeding, looking at them in fear, asked tremblingly: "What do you want?"
"Can you answer properly now?" Qin Liuxi ignored his severed hand, her voice cold as ice.
The Supre National Master felt aggrieved to death; he had always replied, but they either burned him with fire or cut off his hand, without a shred of morality!
"What is that divine statue you worship, how long have you been worshiping, and why? Has it communicated with you, what have you done?"
The Supre National Master frowned slightly, saying: "I..."
"Think clearly before you answer, my patience is limited."
The Supre National Master paused for a mont, saying: "Three years ago, when the old Taoist was refining the Limitless Pill, just one final step required but exhausted, unable to advance. For this, the old Taoist gave rise to a Heart Demon out of unwillingness, but the Honorable God appeared like a Heavenly God, gifted Divine Skills, not only helping the old Taoist complete the Limitless Pill but also advancing my alchemy skills."
"Nonsense!" Si Luo sneered: "More like a Heavenly God descended to guide you, re mortal cultivator! Your story sounds better than singing."
The Supre National Master was not surprised by his human speech, instead glared at him fiercely, saying: "The old Taoist is from the lineage of Heavenly Master Zhang. Since entering Taoism, my talents are extraordinary, obsessed with alchemy, researching far more on alchemy than divination and face reading. The Limitless Pill can open the mind and ward off plagues, even an idiot who eats it can beco clear-minded, opening governor and conception vessels, but this pill is also considered a defying drug for changing fate, not only is the recipe hard to co by, but the dications are difficult to find. To achieve success, spiritual power and cultivation are challenging to acquire. Just one step away from completion, watching it fail with open eyes, how could one be willing? Just like you demon fox, when being Feng Zheng, just a step away from overcoming Tribulation, cultivating the Great Dao, but twisted your foot, failed to overco Tribulation, you’d be terrified to madness!"
Not quite right, that wasn’t madness, after all, failing to overco Tribulation ans it’s over!
Si Luo:"..."
That damned old Taoist hit the mark!
The Supre National Master continued: "But the Honorable God only bestowed a bit of Divine Skill, aiding like adding wings to a tiger, Heart Demon vanished, elixir completed, cultivation rose, how could it not rit my worship? His Divine Skills are vast, akin to a Heavenly God’s descent."
Si Luo looked at Qin Liuxi, check it out, this guy seems like he’s been indoctrinated by so special brainwashing cult, extrely foolish!
Qin Liuxi saw the fanatical and reverent look in the Supre National Master’s eyes, knowing that he truly believed in that Honorable God.
She remarked sarcastically: "Wonder how you have the face to claim you’re from Heavenly Master Zhang’s lineage? I think compared to Heavenly Master Zhang, you have more faith in this Honorable God, even placing his statue behind the Heavenly Master, not sure if Heavenly Master Zhang would be angered enough to descend and strike his disloyal disciple-grandson!"
The Supre National Master was so choked by these words they hit his lungs, retorted: "It’s just worshiping a God, who said a Daoist Temple can only worship one God? Even temples do not only worship one Buddha, right?"
Qin Liuxi got a jab back but wasn’t angry, only said: "You’re right, but you believe in this Honorable God more!"
"I..."
"You believe in him more!" Qin Liuxi pointed to her eyes: "Your eyes say it all!"
The Supre National Master angrily said: "What aning does this argunt have?"
"No aning, just telling you I’m right, and wrong is also right."
The Supre National Master: "..."
Just say I’m at your rcy, twisted however you like!
"What exactly are you aiming at?"
Qin Liuxi pointed at Si Luo: "What do you think of him?"
The Supre National Master subconsciously glanced over toward those pair of long, flowing fox eyes, his mind instantly muddled and infatuated, hardly noticing Qin Liuxi coming behind him, placing her hand on his head.
The Supre National Master stiffened, trembling slightly.
Qin Liuxi was performing Soul Search.
She wanted to see what the Honorable God the Supre National Master contacted looked like.
Qin Liuxi swiftly skimd through the Supre National Master’s mories, and upon reaching a certain segnt, her eyes turned cold, pressing her hand harder on the Master’s head, causing him to shake like a sieve, a slight foamy blood seeping from his mouth.
Si Luo squinted his long eyes.
Qin Liuxi’s face gradually turned pale, standing in the Supre National Master’s mory space, staring unblinkingly at that person, watching him give orders.
The person seed to sense sothing, turned his head to look at her.
Yet his face was blank.
Faceless Man.
Qin Liuxi smiled, damned thing, playing a hide-and-seek ga with her!
She and he stared for a while, the Faceless Man gestured toward her before disappearing.
The Supre National Master’s mind buzzed, as if Fire Stone exploded inside, he fell limply to the ground, his body twitching uncontrollably, bleeding from the seven apertures.
Qin Liuxi already withdrew the skill, coldly looking at the Supre National Master gradually losing his voice.
"Did you do this?" Si Luo raised an eyebrow looking at the silent Master.
Qin Liuxi stood with hands behind her back, flicked a spark towards him, watched him burn, then said: "No, Si Luo did it."
He had foreseen everything.
However, this Supre is not innocent, he indeed used newborn child’s Heart Blood in alchemy, absolutely unscrupulous, insane!
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