112 - A Farewell to Mr. Luo

Chapter 112 Bái Fàn anxiously glanced at the person chasing after her, Xiú, and swiftly changed direction, heading towards the mountain peak where the great demon resided. She moved with unparalleled speed. "Quick, chase her down! Don’t let her get away." Several people transformed into streaks of light, their speed far surpassing Bái Fàn's. It seemed they were about to catch her. However, Bái Fàn, in an act of desperation, frantically burned her spiritual power. The spirit light on her body flared with a fiery hue, drawing a long streak of light like a shooting star towards the mountain peak. With a deafening crash, several beams of spirit light converged where she had just been. Bái Fàn had only just landed and was mere steps away from breaching the great demon’s territory when she realized it was too late. Immense sounds reverberated around her, accompanied by an explosion of powerful energy. This was the true power of a Nascent Soul. Even though Bái Fàn twisted her body to evade the blast, the powerful shockwave sent her blood surging, making her feel incredibly uncomfortable. "Plugh." Bái Fàn's face suddenly flushed red as she spat out a mouthful of orange-yellow blood and felt her breath become erratic. She almost cursed aloud. A few people approached from the distance, staring at Bái Fàn and shouting, "Hand over the golden bracelet!" "Why should I give it to you?" Hearing their demand, Bái Fàn realized they didn’t know who actually had the golden bracelet, and she didn’t have it either. They wouldn’t hesitate to kill her if they thought she could reveal its whereabouts. "Will you speak or not? You, a mere Golden Core cultivator, think you can struggle in front of us? Tell us the truth and we'll make it quick." The cultivator spoke as if Bái Fàn were already a dead woman. "I don't have it." "Lying! Do you even understand what fear is?" Saying this, one of them reached out to kill her. Bái Fàn, terrified, leaped up and dashed into the great demon's territory. The Nascent Soul cultivator's beam elongated into a huge sword, glowing with brilliant golden light and overflowing with spiritual energy. The sword's force was overwhelming, shaking the heavens and earth as countless blades of golden light fell, creating tremors. The solidified golden light pierced through Bái Fàn, creating several holes in her body. Blood gushed from the dark wounds, and the force flung her several meters away. "Roar!" A thunderous roar echoed, everything around seemed to tremble, even causing the Nascent Soul cultivators to almost lose their balance. "What’s happening?" "This is bad. We've intruded into the great demon's territory. Retreat immediately!" As the group retreated some distance, the Nascent Soul cultivators laughed mockingly at Bái Fàn. "Such a fool, running straight into this place." "Where ignorance is bliss, 'tis folly to be wise." The group laughed at Bái Fàn, thinking she was courting death. But Bái Fàn thought differently. She endured the roars and ran towards the demon's cave. Dying at the demon's hands might still offer a glimmer of hope compared to being killed by the cultivators. She glanced back at the pursuers and dragged her injured body into the cave. The roars echoed around her like being inside a huge bell. Just as Bái Fàn was about to take another step, a voice from inside shouted: "If you dare take one more step, I will kill you immediately." The sudden threat forced Bái Fàn to retract her foot. "Get out of here! Stop disturbing my rest." But Bái Fàn wasn’t about to leave, with the surrounding Nascent Soul cultivators still watching her intently. "Great demon, please save me. Those human cultivators outside want my life." "I have no involvement with disputes among human cultivators." Seeing the demon’s determination to drive her away, Bái Fàn's face turned weary. Would she have to fight again? Just battling the Red and White Shuangsha had pushed her to the brink. Fighting now would certainly mean her death. She couldn’t give up and pleaded, "Great demon, I’m from the demon clan too. Please help a fellow clansman." "Demon clan?" Fearful the other wouldn't believe her, Bái Fàn transformed into her true form, a flood dragon. She was covered in sword slashes, and orange-yellow blood oozed from under her scales. The bloody scent spread quickly. She heard a sharp inhalation from the cave. "Uh-huh?" In the blink of an eye, a gray-robed figure emerged from the cave. Bái Fàn had expected someone dignified, but the figure had shifty eyes and two small mustaches resembling an inverted 'V' above the lips. If the figure didn’t stand so straight, one might mistake them for a large walking rat. "A flood dragon?" "Mouse!" Bái Fàn blurted before quickly clamping her paws over her mouth. The demon raised an eyebrow, snorting through flared nostrils, causing the small mustache to twitch. "Didn’t think a flood dragon clan member would still exist." He wiped some blood from Bái Fàn and sniffed it before licking it off his finger, revealing yellow teeth that gleamed like gold. Bái Fàn was now certain: this was indeed a huge old rat. "In that case, I can help you, but you must agree to one condition." Hearing ‘condition,’ Bái Fàn's brow furrowed, knowing nothing came for free. "What condition?" "For one month, give me a bowl of your blood every day." Bái Fàn's eyes widened in disbelief. "Why do you want my blood?" The demon tsked at her, "As a flood dragon, you must know the value of your blood." After a moment, Bái Fàn realized she had no choice: "I understand." "Since you do, I'll be clear: I don't do unprofitable deals. You have no options. Losing a little blood won’t harm you." He eyed Bái Fàn's blood with greed. "I agree," Bái Fàn said finally. Surviving meant everything. Once she left the forest, those North Continent cultivators wouldn’t dare hunt her publicly. Hearing her agreement, the demon's demeanor changed, his demon power surging, leaving Bái Fàn in awe. The demon exited the cave, glaring at the distant human cultivators, his voice amplified by demon power, causing their ears to ache. "Human cultivators, you dare cause trouble here? Know that I, Huí Hào Zi, haven’t eaten human flesh in centuries. Today, I’ll have my feast." He brandished a long golden whip, resembling a rat’s tail, and lashed it out, shaking the air. "Snap!" The cultivators were flung several meters, coughing blood. "Why is this great demon helping that thief?" Before the words were finished, the whip struck again. No matter how far they fled, it seemed to hit them every time, turning them into miserable wretches. Their agonizing screams were heart-wrenching. "This whip has been refined for centuries. Now's the perfect time to test its power." He lashed out again. The golden whip was indeed Huí Hào Zi's refined soul-weapon, aimed at others' souls. Each strike left no external wounds but caused internal soul damage, making the Nascent Soul cultivators suffer immensely. In the end, they had no choice but to retreat to the North Continent, defeated. Huí Hào Zi flicked the whip, shaking his head with disappointment: "Too weak. Need stronger opponents next time." Returning to the cave, he saw Bái Fàn leaning to the side, lightly coughing up orange-yellow blood. Huí Hào Zi felt it was a pity, but they now had an agreement. "Take this spirit pill." Bái Fàn caught the pill and glanced at Huí Hào Zi. His small eyes quickly averted, and he said solemnly, "I just think that if you keep coughing like this, the blood will be wasted. Heal quickly so you can begin giving me blood sooner." Looking at the spirit pill in her hand, Bái Fàn felt a sudden warmth. This old rat actually showed some integrity, not leaving her to die. Compared to the previous human cultivators, she found more sincerity among the demon cultivators. She recalled the demon cultivators in the underground palace, particularly the tiger demon who remembered to drop her down at the last moment. On the other hand, the human cultivators she interacted with were mostly unreliable. After taking the spirit pill, Bái Fàn immediately felt its miraculous effects. It was far superior to any pill she'd taken before. How did this rat come to possess a human spirit pill of such high quality? In just half an hour, the wounds that had still been bleeding were completely healed. Bái Fàn stood up and stretched her limbs. "Feeling better?" Huí Hào Zi's voice came from inside the cave. "Yes, thank you for the spirit pill, senior." Bái Fàn stood and bowed towards the cave. "Good. Now come over and give me some blood." After a moment of hesitation, Bái Fàn walked into the cave. It was well-lit inside, not dark at all despite being a cave. Claw marks from digging could be seen on the walls. She entered a cluttered room filled with various items. Shelves were lined with numerous jars and bottles, resembling an alchemy room. On a table in the center were countless alchemy furnaces of exceptional quality. As Bái Fàn was taking this all in, Huí Hào Zi’s voice snapped at her from ahead, "What are you staring at? Hurry up and give me your blood." He waved a small dagger, its cold light flashing, and his small mustaches twitched. "I'm coming, senior." As Bái Fàn approached, Huí Hào Zi handed her the dagger. "Here, you do it yourself." --- Home -> Computer Version -> Bookshelf -> Novels -> Popular Novels