Humans are curious, and the Soul-Severing Fan is no exception.

Moreover, he also wanted to see if the antidote could really neutralize the poison of the Immortal Transformation Pill.

If it were really possible...

He glanced at the man in the straw hat and thought to himself that he had gotten the better deal.

Then he said, "It will only take about a quarter of an hour. If it really works, you will have an immortal body!"

"But what if it doesn't work?"

The man in the straw hat looked ashen-faced.

"hehe…"

The Soul-Severing Fan only chuckled twice, and the man in the bamboo hat felt even colder. Then he heard him say, "Don't worry, if it's useless—then I will avenge you!"

"..."

The man in the straw hat had initially held out hope, thinking that the Soul-Severing Fan might offer some good ideas, but he never expected that what he would say was revenge…

What's the point of that?

Next, neither Jing Zhe nor Duan Hun Shan were in a hurry. They sat down and looked at the man in the straw hat as if he were a guinea pig, waiting. Jing Zhe did not forget to ask the man in the straw hat how he felt.

Why would the man in the straw hat tell him anything other than glare at him?

What intrigued him was that he didn't experience any discomfort after taking the two pills: Could it be true?

Thinking of this possibility, the man in the straw hat was quite happy. His master had been searching for the Immortal Transformation Pill for so long, but he hadn't expected it to be so easy for him to eat it and gain an immortal body. In a few years, when he became a Grandmaster, wouldn't the whole world be his?

As time went on, the man in the straw hat's idea grew stronger and stronger. After a quarter of an hour, the man in the straw hat burst into laughter.

Instead of feeling unwell, he noticed some subtle changes in his body. He wondered if it was just psychological, but he felt like his body was gradually getting younger…

The Soul-Severing Fan also sincerely said, "I didn't expect it! What you said was actually true. This antidote really can cure the poison of the Immortal Transformation Pill!"

"..."

Jing Zhe did not answer, but looked at the man in the straw hat as if he were looking at a successful lab rat, his expression quite excited.

How are you feeling?

The man in the straw hat sneered, "Before you died, you did do one good thing, granting me immortality!"

You're overthinking it.

Jing Zhe laughed and said, "The Immortal Transformation Pill you took can indeed prolong your life and grant you immortality. However, I cannot."

As he spoke, Jing Zhe flew out with the Emperor's Sword in his hand. This time he flew slowly, and even the movement of raising his sword to slash horizontally seemed very slow to the man in the bamboo hat, so the Soul-Severing Fan had enough time to draw his sword and block.

He sneered inwardly: "You're just at the peak of the sixth level. If you don't use that hidden weapon called 'Quenching Pill,' you think you can gain an advantage?"

Thinking this, the man in the straw hat went forward. He had already planned his counterattack. After blocking the sword, he would immediately raise his sword and use his superb killing experience to kill the enemy!

After that, all of the man in the straw hat's memories stopped at the moment when Jing Zhe raised his sword and slashed horizontally...

...

As Jing Zhe raised his sword and slashed closer and closer to the man in the bamboo hat, he felt an inexplicable fear arise.

Why is the pressure he exudes so strong, even though they are both at the peak of the sixth level? It's like... just like when he sparred with his master!

How could he possibly be a grandmaster?

These were the last thoughts of the man in the straw hat in this world.

The next moment, when Jing Zhe's Emperor's Sword slashed down, the man in the bamboo hat felt an unprecedented impact. His sword was then broken on the spot, while Jing Zhe's sword became faster and faster, so fast that he didn't even have time to react.

"Sizzle!"

"puff!"

The sword plunged into his throat, and blood splattered!

The man in the straw hat stared wide-eyed, his eyes wide open in death.

The man in the straw hat probably couldn't understand why he died so quickly and unjustly before he died.

According to what his master, the Soul-Severing Fan, told him, Jing Zhe was only at the peak of the sixth level, just like him. Even if he couldn't kill him, he would never be killed by him—in a way that was utterly devastating.

This huge disparity in strength can only mean that Jing Zhe is not at the peak of the sixth level, but rather at the Grandmaster level!

How can he be a grandmaster? My master clearly said he was…

Master?

In his final moments, the man in the straw hat looked at the Soul-Severing Fan, then lost consciousness and collapsed backward...

Jing Zhe pulled the Emperor's Sword back, looked at the specks of blood on it, and then wiped it on the man in the bamboo hat with great disgust.

This was the first time Jing Zhe had ever seen blood with the Emperor's Sword, which marked the beginning of a new chapter.

Everything was unfolding exactly as Jing Zhe had predicted.

The man in the straw hat was Jing Zhe's guinea pig, used to test whether the antidote could cure the poison of the Immortal Transformation Pill. If it couldn't, then he would just die, saving Jing Zhe the trouble of doing it himself. If it could, then he and his women could safely consume the Immortal Transformation Pill and find a secluded paradise to live a life of blissful happiness!

Of course, with his current Grandmaster level, even if the man in the straw hat ate the Immortal Transformation Pill, he wouldn't be able to achieve immortality; at least, the Emperor's Sword in his hand wouldn't allow it.

Looking at the man in the straw hat who was lying there upright, Jing Zhe was still satisfied, and then turned to look at the Soul-Severing Fan.

Duanhun Shan, who had been watching from the sidelines, was completely stunned. He pointed at Jing Zhe, his hand trembling slightly.

"Your turn next!"

Jing Zhe picked up the Emperor's Sword and pointed it at the Soul-Severing Fan.

"You...you...how could you..."

This is the first time in all these years that Duanhun Shan has been unable to speak properly in front of someone, especially since the person opposite him is a young man old enough to be his grandson!

Life is truly unpredictable!

Duanhun Shan sighed inwardly, then steadied himself and asked, "Have you already reached the Grandmaster level?"

The Soul-Severing Fan dared to guarantee that Jing Zhe yesterday only had the strength of the peak of the sixth level, and it seemed that he had just broken through to the peak of the sixth level, which was why he was so afraid of him.

But how could he become a grandmaster in the blink of an eye, in less than a day?

"You old bastard, don't let your age fool you, you have a sharp eye!"

"..."

When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. Even Jing Zhe, who is at the peak of the sixth level, wouldn't dare to speak ill of him in his current state with the Soul-Severing Fan, let alone the fact that he was facing Jing Zhe, who had already become a Grandmaster.

Therefore, upon hearing Jing Zhe's humiliation, he didn't show anger, but instead exclaimed, "Your breakthrough speed... is simply too fast! Yesterday you were still at the peak of the sixth level... You must know, some people spend their entire lives and still can't cross the peak of the sixth level. I, with my extraordinary talent and the added benefit of training back then, still took a full ten years to reach the Grandmaster realm! And you, you only took one day..."

After finishing speaking, he added in a deep voice, "Such a breakthrough speed is unparalleled, even across the entire world. It can be said to be unprecedented!"

After he finished speaking, even he was stunned, and then shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"I'm afraid this is not only unprecedented, but also unlikely to be repeated!"

"..."

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