Du Gong had a half-smile on his face and looked at Xue Kong with ill intentions.
Xue Kong was silent for a moment.
Knowing that he had blood-refined his entire clan, Du Gong left a stereotype of "untrustworthy" in his mind.
Without saying a word, he decisively raised his hand and pointed at his eyebrows.
Suddenly, a drop of pure blood, emitting a soft golden light, flew out from between Xue Kong's eyebrows and stopped in front of Xue Kong.
Seeing this scene, even though the Poison Master had a sharp eye and thought he could see through Xue Kong's thoughts, he was still stunned at this moment.
"I am willing to hand over my soul blood and let the Poison Lord decide my fate." Xue Kong said sincerely, pushing the drop of soul blood forward and throwing it towards the Poison Lord.
Du Gong reached out and took Xue Kong's soul blood. He stared at it for a moment, feeling the connection between him and Xue Kong in the soul blood that appeared and disappeared from time to time. The smile on his face disappeared.
Xue Kong's decisiveness and intelligence made him, who was always vicious and cruel, take him seriously.
Soul blood is the most important blood in a cultivator's practice. Once too much is lost, at best it will be difficult to make any progress in cultivation, or even the cultivation level will drop and become unable to improve.
In severe cases, the soul will be damaged, causing irreversible harm to oneself.
But Xue Kong handed it over so easily and voluntarily.
Just for a chance to survive.
"You know, after you hand over your soul and blood, your life or death will depend on my will. Even if one day your cultivation level surpasses mine, it will not change."
He marveled in his heart.
Xue Kong was so decisive that he dared to hand over his soul and blood easily, which was equivalent to handing over his life and death to others.
"Please, Master Du, accept me into the Sky Poison Sect." Xue Kong clasped his fists and bowed again, as if he didn't care at all who his soul and blood fell into the hands of, and even less about his own life or death.
This action made Jiuxing Lian'er, who was not far away, open her eyes again.
He turned his head and looked at Xue Kong.
She frowned slightly, once again overturning her impression of Xue Kong. Such a bold behavior was rare.
Holding his chin with one hand and playing with Xue Kong's soul blood with the other, Du Gong pondered for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking. Suddenly, he smiled and said, "Okay, since you are sincere about joining my Tiandu Sect, I will agree to it."
"But, if you want to be my disciple, you are not qualified yet."
"I will accept you as an outer disciple of the Sky Poison Sect for the time being. When you make extraordinary contributions one day, I will consider accepting you as my personal disciple."
"Thank you, Mr. Poison."
Xue Kong's face showed obvious regret at just the right moment, but it soon turned into excitement and a smile, as if he was very satisfied with the result of being able to join the Tiandu Sect.
Poison Lord smiled slightly and did not absorb Xue Kong's soul blood into his body.
He flicked his finger on the drop of soul blood, and the soul blood immediately shot out, passed by Xue Kong, flew behind him, and stopped in front of Jiuxing Lian'er.
"You are the first outer disciple to join the Tiandu Sect with my personal consent. From now on, you will follow Lian'er and be her servant." Du Gong said slowly.
Hearing this, Xue Kong's face showed no resentment.
Instead, he turned around and bowed respectfully to Jiuxing Lian'er from a distance: "Outer sect disciple Xue Kong greets the young master."
Jiuxing Lian'er frowned slightly, feeling unhappy with Du Gong's decision.
But she has never refuted anything since she was a child, and it is the same now.
So he agreed and absorbed Xue Kong's soul and blood between his eyebrows and put it into his sea of consciousness. With just a slight movement of his mind, the soul and blood would dissipate and Xue Kong would die immediately.
Xue Kong's life and death depend on her decision.
She nodded to Xue Kong from a distance, then she no longer paid attention to anything, closed her eyes again, and practiced breathing.
"Before returning to the sect, we have to go somewhere first. You should come with us."
After joining the Tiandu Sect, Xue Kong could clearly feel the change in Du Gong's attitude towards him.
Poison Master nodded and said, "No need to be restrained, just find a place to meditate and practice."
"Yes." Xue Kong remained calm on the surface, but he was secretly relieved in his heart.
He understood that his decision was a wise one. Although he temporarily lost his freedom, he escaped danger again.
The Poison King has killed countless people. If he doesn't find the value of his existence, he will probably kill himself.
On the contrary, for Du Gong, having another disciple who can be killed at any time without paying any price is something that is very easy to accept.
Killing himself directly would do no good to the Poison King.
There is no humanity or morality in the world of cultivation, and profit is absolutely the most important thing.
This is a truth that Xue Kong has understood long ago.
I calmed down a little.
Xue Kong was just about to find an empty place to meditate. Just as he took a step, his face suddenly turned pale, the spiritual power in his body became uncontrollably chaotic, and he felt a sharp pain in his right wrist that was unbearable even by his definition.
It made him break out in cold sweats.
"Poison Lord! You..." Xue Kong raised his right hand and looked over suddenly.
I saw a green poisonous snake mark on the palm of his right hand. At this moment, the mark seemed to come alive, moving around in the palm of his hand, emitting green fluorescence. The severe pain came from this mark.
"Don't worry, this is the exclusive poison seal for our Sky Poison Sect disciples. It can help you practice the poison skills better."
"Unlike others, the mark on your hand was placed by me personally. Its effect is stronger than that of other disciples. Of course, the pain you will endure will also be more severe."
Xue Kong turned around abruptly, staring at Du Gong intently.
But as soon as he turned around, he saw a scene that he had not expected.
The Poison Master lowered his head slightly, his eyes turned upwards, staring straight at him with an evil smile on his face. This scene was like being stared at by a ghost, and Xue Kong broke out in cold sweat on his back.
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