Thinking about this, I couldn't help but feel a chill run down my spine.

This is a complete industrial chain.

The fat woman entertained the guests, luring them to absorb yang energy, and then sent them to this attic for the person inside to inhale it.

Only in this way can the old man, no, the young woman in front of me, survive.

Perhaps it was because I am the Owl God that they abandoned me and chose Old Knife instead.

"Yes, she is my sister. We also have our own unavoidable difficulties."

The young woman sighed softly, recounting her pain.

Unfortunately, no matter how touching the story was, it couldn't move me.

"Is it because I'm the Owl God that Old Knife took the bullet for me?"

I raised an eyebrow.

Speaking of which, Lao Dao is really pitiful.

To everyone's surprise, the young woman shook her head after hearing this.

"No, even if you weren't the Owl God, we wouldn't choose you. Your friend's physique is too perfect for you."

The young woman explained.

"Suitable?"

I can hardly believe it.

Old Dao actually has a special physique?

"To become a god, sacrifices are inevitable. You should be aware of this. You are lucky to have a good friend helping you."

As the young woman finished speaking, she looked at me with a chilling gaze that sent shivers down my spine.

"Old Knife is not my friend, we are just companions."

I corrected the young woman's words.

"Yes, I know."

The young woman didn't argue with me about the issue; instead, she put her hand into the pool.

"This thing might be of some use to you. If you have a grudge to settle, you need to become stronger."

The young woman scooped out the fish-scale-like substance and handed it to me.

I took the fish scales, while thinking about what the young woman had just said.

Who is this "friend"? Liu Sandao? Or Lao Luo? Or perhaps both?

Why are you helping me?

"Because you are the Owl God."

Why didn't you say so sooner?

"Also because you are the Owl God."

The young woman's words got me all confused.

I can feel that the power of my tattoos is more than that; if I want to find Wu Zhiguo, I really need this power.

However, I'm worried that if I use too much of the Owl God's power, I'll turn into a young woman.

“I know what you’re worried about. You and I are different. I’m just a mortal who hasn’t been approved by God, but you aren’t.”

The young woman seemed to have guessed my worries and immediately dispelled them.

"Also, I want to know why your sister said that I would die if I went to find Xu Feng?"

I looked into the young woman's eyes and asked the crucial question.

"Those who seek treatment from Xu Feng are all doomed to die. You are the Owl God, so perhaps you can give it a try."

After saying these words, the young woman plunged into the pool.

I lay down beside the pool and looked inside; apart from a few ripples, there was nothing there.

"You won't even tell me?"

I shook my head and carefully put away the things the young woman had given me.

He turned around and went to find Old Knife.

On my way to find Lao Dao, I kept thinking that Lao Dao might have been specially arranged by Lao Luo.

Their goal was to become my victim.

I have a feeling that all of this was orchestrated.

It constantly guides me to become stronger.

On the road to becoming stronger, there will always be sacrifices. Sometimes it's an enemy, sometimes a friend, and sometimes it's yourself.

"Brother Chen, you're back?"

When Lao Dao saw me return, he smiled.

Unfortunately, he couldn't move his body; he was still bound by the young woman's strength.

I took out the fish scale the young woman had given me, put it in my palm, and then tried patting Old Knife.

Old Dao miraculously regained his mobility.

"Brother Chen, I can move! That's great, I can move! What about that old man? Did you take him down?"

Old Dao asked excitedly.

"No, the situation is a bit complicated. Let's go find Xu Feng first."

I don't really want to explain these things to Lao Dao. Right now, the most important thing is to find Xu Feng.

"Alright, Brother Chen, once we find Xu Feng, we can get him to take a look at my problems, and also yours."

Old Dao still harbors illusions about Xu Feng; up to this point, he hasn't realized he's a pawn.

"Old Knife".

I called out softly.

"Hmm? What's wrong, Brother Chen?"

"It's okay. If you didn't eat well this morning, I'll take you somewhere else to eat."

I originally wanted to tell Lao Dao about his fate, but when the words reached my lips, I couldn't quite bring myself to say them.

After hearing this, Lao Dao was as if his hair had been blown off.

He went up and tried to kick me, but I stopped him.

"You're not Brother Chen? Where did you hide Brother Chen?"

Old Dao roared hysterically.

I was stunned, and then I kicked Lao Dao in return.

"Are you out of your mind? I'm your father!"

I cursed angrily.

Only after hearing this did a satisfied expression appear on Lao Dao's face.

"Hehe, Brother Chen, this is just right, it's exactly the taste!"

Old Dao felt much better after I scolded him.

My eyes were a little strange. I asked him, "Your judgment isn't based on whether I insulted you or not, is it?"

"Yeah, Brother Chen, I've gotten used to being scolded by you when I'm with you. If I don't hear you scolding me for even a minute, I feel terrible!"

Old Dao smiled like a child.

"Are you a scumbag?!"

I was so angry I laughed. What kind of weird habit is this?

After tidying up briefly with Lao Dao, we left the attic.

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