Chapter 357 Power
Yuxi was so confident that Xu Youyou swallowed what she wanted to say and asked: Hmm
"What do you want me to do?"
"Pick me up and press me against your heart!" said the Imperial Seal.
Although Xu Youyou was confused, she still picked it up and pressed it hard against her chest.
She used so much strength that she felt as if half of her ribs were broken, and she felt a sharp pain in her heart.
But the pain this time was different from before. It actually gave Xu Youyou a feeling of both pain and pleasure. A burning sensation spread from her heart to her limbs, and gradually turned from burning to warmth.
She felt as if she was bathing in the spring sunshine, and her whole body was warm.
At the same time, in a hidden mountain forest in Hunan Province, from a cave that few people reached, a painful wailing sound was heard.
"Xiaowu! Xiaowu!"
The scarred man who was in charge of guarding Wu Xiaoguang at the cave entrance heard the call and hurriedly ran deep into the cave.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?" The scarred man's voice was trembling, his face full of panic.
Obviously, he had never seen his elder brother lose his composure like this.
"Blood! Human food! I want human food!" The Red Dragon King let out a shrill cry.
The scarred man immediately returned to the cave entrance, put Wu Xiaoguang down, and then dragged him and stumbled towards the depths of the cave.
Wu Xiaoguang had heard such a miserable cry before, and he was extremely scared. Although he didn't know what was hidden inside, he smelled the strong smell of blood that was almost solidified, and he immediately began to struggle violently.
"Brother, I have money! My great aunt has no money! My great aunt's family are all well-off, some are university professors, and some are officials. If they find out that you have kidnapped me, you will be in big trouble!"
Wu Xiaoguang's threats had no effect on the scarred man. He was too lazy to even respond and just let Wu Xiaoguang talk nonsense.
Until he sent the man into the deepest part of the cave, Wu Xiaoguang looked at the scene inside which was like hell on earth, and was so frightened that his breath was choked.
He clearly remembered that there were shouts of men and women deep in the cave before, but now there were only three pieces of rotten meat. If it weren't for the clothes mixed in the pool of blood, it would be difficult to tell that they were three people.
The scarred man, on the other hand, looked accustomed to this. He pulled out a boning knife from somewhere and asked the Red Dragon King, "Brother, should we start bleeding him now?"
The Red Dragon King was now slumped in the center of the altar. His chest was pitch black and one could faintly smell a burning smell, as if his heart had been on fire.
"Come here! Bring him here! I can't hold on any longer! Hurry up!" said the Red Dragon King anxiously.
When the scarred man heard this, he didn't show any sign of defense at all. He directly pulled Wu Xiaoguang and strode towards the center of the altar.
The Red Dragon King grabbed Wu Xiaoguang with his right hand.
Wu Xiaoguang felt as if he was being grabbed by a red-hot iron. The burning pain frightened him so much that he screamed again: "Hot, hot, hot, hot!"
The Red Dragon King's left hand was not idle either. He took advantage of the scarred man's carelessness and grabbed him directly.
"Brother?" The scarred man looked puzzled.
The Red Dragon King still had that painful look on his face: "Xiao Wu, you have enough Yang energy. Now I can only rely on you to prolong my brother's life."
Upon hearing this, the scarred man immediately struggled madly: "Brother, I treat you as my own brother..."
But before he could finish his words, they turned into a painful whimper.
He laughed at Wu Xiaoguang for dying, but he didn't expect that he would melt faster than Wu Xiaoguang.
Wu Xiaoguang watched helplessly as a living person melted in front of him, and was so frightened that his heart and gallbladder burst: "Let go, let go, let go, let go, let me go..."
But the burning sensation in the Red Dragon King's heart still persisted. Although there were clearly no flames around him, he felt as if he had long been trapped in a sea of fire, unable to live or die.
While he was in a trance, a strange scene seemed to appear in front of him. It was Xu Youyou. She was holding a jade seal in her hand and pressed it down heavily.
Of course, the Red Dragon King recognized the eight strange-looking characters on the seal.
"It turned out to be...it turned out to be...she actually got the imperial seal..."
Before the Red Dragon King died, he used up all his strength to shout out this sentence, but the cave was empty and no one could hear his cry at all.
As he was about to die, what echoed in his mind was actually full of regrets. He was the founder of the Three Saints Sect and had been active in the martial arts world for decades. He was admired by thousands of people and feared by his peers. Countless dignitaries offered huge sums of money just to ask him for a help. Who would have thought that he would not die because of the contempt of his peers, but was defeated by a little girl.
No, that's not the case! The Red Dragon King didn't know why he had come to this point. From Xu Youyou's perspective, maybe she and the Red Dragon King didn't have much interaction, but in the past three years, every treasure that the Red Dragon King wanted would fall into Xu Youyou's hands by accident.
The first and second times, the Red Dragon King just thought it was an accident, but after several times in a row, the Red Dragon King's resentment towards Xu Youyou grew day by day. He resented Xu Youyou for always getting there first, and he also resented the Gu family for not being able to control their own daughter.
The Red Dragon King was originally a disciple of a large sect. He studied under a hermit master and learned the most orthodox Taoist magic. His master still adhered to the most traditional way: he would not take a penny from the poor, and would only ask for a meal from the rich.
It takes a lot of skill and effort, but the money earned from each session is barely enough to cover the cost of a meal for a rich man.
He thought back to when he started to go astray.
It was because he saw a bunch of charlatans whose skills were not as good as his were making a fortune by cheating, while he, a truly capable man, was impoverished because he stuck to the rules of his sect.
The world below the mountain was too prosperous, and the Red Dragon King soon lost himself in the midst of feasting and revelry. He needed money, lots and lots of money, so he began to raise his prices.
But this matter soon reached the ears of the master, and the master, who had not gone down the mountain for twenty years, came down the mountain for him.
The master has always been strict. Seeing that he was stubborn and unrepentant, he decided to reluctantly purge him.
The Red Dragon King has always been vigilant. When all his Taoist skills were wasted, he rushed to kill his master who loved him like a father.
He fled to Tyrande, where he learned the magic of his country and used it for his own purposes. He founded the Religion of the Three Saints and had countless followers in the country.
Originally, the master's mysterious art was to increase his own magical powers by collecting merits from incense and offerings that helped people calm their resentment, so money was never the most important thing.
But the Red Dragon King defected from his master and his state of mind changed, so he naturally could not continue to practice orthodox mystical arts. If he wanted to gain power, he could only borrow it.
Where to borrow from? From antiques.
The power of time is difficult to estimate. Those historical figures have been favored by time over the long course of time, and their belongings have therefore gained a special power.
When the Red Dragon King has enough money, if he wants to continue to grow his power, he can only do so by destroying antiques and converting their power into his own power. Even if he can only convert one-tenth of it, it is the only way for him.
Before he died, he regretted that he had not been able to kill Xu Youyou earlier. If he had been the one who got the imperial seal, what kind of power would he have now to destroy the world...
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