"This box is full of poisonous insects that have grown up on poison. Why don't I throw you in and see how long you can survive? It'll be a good meal for these poisonous insects."
Wan Kui opened the box in front of Pei Zhi and showed her the poisonous insects inside.
Pei Zhi knew that the demonic cultivator in front of her was truly capable of keeping his word.
Pei Zhi tried, "I haven't offended you, have I? How about we make a deal? You spare my life, and I'll give you whatever you want."
Wan Kui suddenly laughed after hearing Pei Zhi's words. He then put away the box and clapped his hands.
"As expected of the woman Sikong Ren has chosen, she is truly courageous."
Wan Kui smiled wildly, "Even when facing death, he can still remain so calm."
Pei Zhi was actually terrified, which is why she disliked this world—it was just too dangerous.
"If I cry all the time, it would probably disappoint you."
Wan Kui nodded thoughtfully, "What you said makes a lot of sense."
Wan Kui stared at Pei Zhi with a sinister look: "It's not impossible for you to make a deal with me. How about you guess my identity? If you guess correctly, I'll make a deal with you."
Pei Zhi already had some idea of the identity of the demonic cultivator in front of her, given his sinister nature.
Even highly skilled demonic cultivators would not remain unmoved upon hearing the names of Zhong Changyuan and Sikong Ren.
The demonic cultivator in front of them showed no fear of Zhong Changyuan and Sikong Ren.
Pei Zhi said with certainty: "Demon Lord Wan Kui"
Wan Kui was not surprised that Pei Zhi could guess his identity. "Since you want to live, then someone has to die. Choose one and see if you can make this exchange satisfactory to me."
Pei Zhi looked directly at Wan Kui: "Zhong Changyuan and Sikong Ren, who do you want to die?"
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