Qin Tian felt rather helpless watching Baili Jing in such a state. He glanced at Chen Zhiyuan and said, "You're really stingy. Half? Who are you going to give it to? But... I'm generous. Half is half!"
It was hard to imagine that he, the great Emperor of Heaven, would say such words, but he said it for Baili Jing.
Sure enough, after hearing what Qin Tian said, Baili Jing smiled like a flower with a slightly red cheek, which really added three different kinds of beauty to her.
Chen Zhiyuan felt really wronged. "I...ah~it's still my fault in the end!?"
These two people are shameless!
In the end, one person took on everything!
Afterwards, the group dispersed. When Qin Tian returned to the Baili family, the treasures that Chen Zhiyuan had looted from the five major families were also in place.
Dozens of spiritual herbs and hundreds of low-grade spiritual stones. These things are nothing to Qin Tian, but in the eyes of others, these things are enough to establish a noble family.
Qin Tian gave Baili Zhou and Baili Jing each a low-grade spirit stone so that they could use it to break through the realm, and Qin Tian kept another thirty low-grade spirit stones for Pan Lingyun and others.
Qin Tian went into seclusion and absorbed more than sixty spirit stones and dozens of spiritual herbs.
Qin Tian is confident that he can break through at least two or even three more small realms. By then, his chances of winning against Feng Ningxue will be greater.
…
While Qin Tian was in seclusion, Feng Ningxue from the Long family was punching and kicking someone.
"Waste, all of you waste!" Feng Ningxue stopped and cursed angrily.
The five great families combined were unable to kill Qin Tian, and all the accumulated wealth of the five great families fell into the hands of others.
How could this not make Feng Ningxue angry? Even this woman who was a strong person in the Divine Inspiration Realm looked a little pale at this moment.
"Master...Master, we really didn't expect that the people from the Ghost Market would take the lead. I..." The middle-aged man kneeling on the ground said in panic.
His face was also pale, but unlike Feng Ningxue, he was scared.
If outsiders saw this, they would realize that this middle-aged man, a powerful man of the unknown realm known as Blood Hand, was a well-known figure in the capital. He had lived on the edge of a knife and had killed hundreds of people with just a cold knife, forcing them to flee in panic.
Who would have thought that in front of this woman, he would behave like this, wagging his tail and begging for mercy!
Feng Ningxue snorted angrily, "So you're blaming me for being late? That's my responsibility!"
Hearing this, Blood Hand panicked even more, "No... Master, it's my fault."
Feng Ningxue sat upright in the chair, closing her eyes and resting, as if she didn't hear what Blood Hand said.
He naturally understood what Feng Ningxue meant and continued, "Master, you saved my wife and children back then. Your kindness is greater than heaven. Today, I have failed in my duties. I am willing to cut off one of my arms!"
After saying this, he didn't waste any time and used his right hand to tear off his left arm. He had followed Feng Ningxue for many years and knew Feng Ningxue's temperament very well.
He did this in the hope of not bringing trouble to his family, and he would take responsibility for everything.
Feng Ningxue still hadn't opened her eyes. She slowly said, "That's what I admire most about you. Let's end this now! Go away!"
After saying this, Bloody Hand, whose forehead was covered in cold sweat, did not move away. He said hesitantly, "Master, I have another favor to ask of you."
"Want to leave? Planning to retire?" Feng Ningxue seemed to be a worm in the palm of the bloody hand, knowing everything he was thinking.
Seeing that his thoughts were seen through, Blood Hand quickly said, "Subordinate..."
Feng Ningxue didn't give him a chance to continue, saying indifferently, "How much blood is on your hands? How can you escape unscathed after entering the martial arts world? Do you think it's possible?"
Blood Hand was speechless and choked. There was an old saying in the past: once you fall into the world of martial arts, you are doomed to be a man of ill fate.
He has been working for the Long family for these years and has killed countless people. For him, a good death is a luxury.
"I am willing to return all my cultivation to the head of the family!" Blood Hand said firmly.
No matter what, he really wanted to give it a try. He was really used to the life of killing.
Feng Ningxue opened her eyes and looked at the bloody hand, "Do you think that just wasting your cultivation is enough? Once you enter the sea of suffering, you can turn back and find the shore?
Don't you find it ridiculous? If you can become a Buddha by laying down your butcher knife, then what do you think of those who have done good deeds but haven't yet achieved Buddhahood?
A chaste woman loses her chastity in her old age, and her half-life of poverty is all in vain; a famous prostitute becomes a good woman in her old age, and her life of debauchery is not hindered by it.
Ridiculous, ridiculous!"
Hearing every word, Blood Hand understood Feng Ningxue's meaning very clearly. Of course, it was not just Feng Ningxue's meaning, but also the meaning of his enemies.
Blood Hand remained silent, kowtowed and was about to leave.
Feng Ningxue stood up and waved his hand casually. A tremendous amount of true energy burst out from his palm. Bloody Hand groaned and all his cultivation was wasted.
"Go! The world is so big, see if you have a place to stay and whether you have the luck to live a long life." Feng Ningxue only said this one sentence.
Blood Hand said nothing, kowtowed three times and left, his figure resolute.
After Blood Hand disappeared, a masked man in black appeared beside Feng Ningxue out of nowhere. "Have you felt any compassion?"
"I just want to see if he can become a Buddha!" Feng Ningxue said slowly.
"Not necessarily!" the man in black said meaningfully.
Feng Ningxue's tone turned colder. "Do I need you to tell me what to do?"
The man in black chuckled softly, "I'm here to help you. Killing Qin Tian isn't that easy. My Lord has sent me a demon seed to fuse with your spirit, and you will become immortal!"
Feng Ningxue glanced at the man in black and shouted coldly, "No need, we are just cooperating. I am not a puppet, nor am I his subordinate."
"I understand that, but your son, having gained the benefits, still wants to kill the master and take his place. This isn't how you should cooperate, is it?
This demon seed can help you improve your cultivation and also let the master see your sincerity in cooperating." The man in black said slowly.
Feng Ningxue's eyes were filled with anger. "It seems that he still has the will to destroy the Chinese nation. Is he going to make me his puppet?"
Not only did he speak nicely, he also helped her improve her cultivation. How could she be the type to be controlled by others?
The man in black naturally understood Feng Ningxue's thoughts. "This cannot control your life. Moreover, it is connected to the master's soul. Prosperity and loss are shared by all."
This is the Lord's sincerity to you, and it also testifies to your sincerity. I think it is what you need.
I have something else to do, so I'll leave now."
He put the small box in his hand on the table and left Long's house. As for Feng Ningxue, she was still hesitant as she looked at the small box left by the man in black.
She naturally knew something about this demon species, and it could indeed make her immortal, but she didn't believe that it was connected to the master's mind.
How could a cautious old fox like him be connected with the soul of another person, where they would prosper and suffer together?
But… Feng Ningxue’s heart was still beating. How could it not be so moving?
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
