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Chapter 310 - 186 Are you fishing here? (Extra update for top three monthly tickets!! First update!!)_2

Chapter 310: 186 Are you fishing here? (Extra update for top three monthly tickets!! First update!!)_2

"Let’s face it, he didn’t have many days left anyway. He only decided to sacrifice himself right before he died."

"Is any normal person, who’s doing fine, going to just stop wanting to live and sacrifice themselves for a few strangers they just met?"

"Isn’t that just purely absurd?"

"Such saints don’t exist, and Wayne wasn’t that kind of person either."

"Therefore, I’m unworthy of the Taoist’s praise."

Taoist Jing Xuan said, "Layman, you don’t have to be modest. Even if you’re afflicted with Blood Poison and your life hangs by a thread, not everyone could have done what you just did."

"Regarding the Blood Poison inside you, if you wish to cure it, I know of a good place."

Taoist Jing Xuan highly appreciated the young man before him.

The young man was quite a realistic person and easy to get along with.

Taoist Jing Xuan also wanted to give him some advice.

Hearing Taoist Jing Xuan’s words, all members of the Demon Hunter squad had a gleam in their eyes.

Gwen even stepped forward, unable to hold back her question, "Taoist, what do you mean by what you just said? Is there really a way to treat this Blood Poison?"

Even Wayne himself shuddered at Taoist Jing Xuan’s words.

Since he was infected with the Earl’s Blood Poison three months ago, he had accepted his fate and given up.

But now, a Taoist was telling him there was still hope for this poison.

Wayne was somewhat skeptical at first.

If it were three months earlier, when the Blood Poison had just entered his body, it would have been slightly easier to treat.

But now, with the poison residing within him for three months, infiltrating his organs, as they say in Dragon Country, not even a deity could save him.

Wayne felt his own body failing, and in such a severe condition, worse than late-stage cancer, who could save him?

Taoist Jing Xuan looked at Wayne, who appeared dejected.

He said, "Layman, as long as one is alive, everything is possible. Why rush to give up? Don’t you want to try again?"

"If you still want to live, after we settle today’s matter, follow me to Dragon Country. The Purple Robed Heavenly Master from Qingyun Mountain might be able to save you!"

Taoist Jing Xuan didn’t just say this on a whim.

He could sense the so-called Blood Poison inside Wayne.

For those who attained the Golden Core level, they could use Spiritual Power to refine and dissolve the toxins.

However, Taoist Jing Xuan’s refining speed was too slow and it couldn’t completely cleanse it.

But the Heavenly Master was different, his cultivation was a hundred times greater than theirs.

Once the Heavenly Master made a move, this Blood Poison would be nothing but a trifle!

Looking at Wayne’s condition, it seemed beyond saving, but with the Purple Robed one, that might not be the case.

Taoist Jing Xuan had said all there was to say.

Hope was ignited in Wayne’s eyes.

He immediately pulled his girlfriend Gwen to their knees.

"If this matter turns out successfully, all you Taoists will be my saviors! I’d devote the rest of my life, be it as a bull or a horse, to repay this kindness!"

In this world, nobody wants to die.

If there was a chance, Wayne too wanted to live.

Previously there was no hope, but now it was different.

The Taoist brought him hope.

If he really could cure the issue with his body, he wouldn’t mind doing nothing but sweeping the floors every day at Qingyun Mountain with his girlfriend!

Gwen was also moved.

The young couple held hands tightly, both shedding tears.

Taoist Jing Xuan watched this scene.

He smiled slightly.

Invisibly, he had also done a good deed.

He figured the Heavenly Master would be delighted to hear of this.

Just then, Wayne suddenly remembered something and pulled Gwen to their feet.

Wayne said, "By the way, Taoists, we should hurry. The Bloodline Prince just mentioned that he had informed the Pure Blood Elders of the Blood Clan. I’m not sure when those Pure Bloods will arrive here, and if we encounter them, that would be troubling."

Wayne suddenly remembered this issue.

The Prince had mentioned before being captured that he had informed the Blood Clan’s Pure Blood to come.

Although Wayne had never personally clashed with these Pure Bloods.

But even the Prince calls them elders, they must be formidable!

Moreover, in the Demon Hunter manual, there’s information about Pure Bloods.

The manual rates the danger level of a Duke as: A!

Prince as S+!

Pure Blood as SSS+!

From this, one can see the strength of Pure Bloods.

And based on Wayne’s understanding of the Blood Clan, there are only about eight or nine Princes in the entire clan.

You could count them on two hands.

Pure Bloods are even fewer.

At most, there are only three or four. For any Demon Hunter who encounters a Pure Blood.

Aside from the strongest Demon Hunter Black Chief Grey Yan!

There have been no cases of anyone surviving.

Since Pure Bloods were rushing over, they should run away quickly.

If they were to clash with Pure Bloods, wouldn’t that mean seeking death?

Wayne was planning to take everyone and flee.

But the Taoist Jing Xuan and his peers decisively sat down.

Wayne watched the Taoists sit down nonchalantly.

He said, "Taoist? Why aren’t you leaving?"

Taoist Jing Xuan replied, "Supreme Heavenly Venerate, why leave? We came to this side of the world specifically to capture the Blood Clan, the more we capture, the better.

We’re not afraid of any Pure Blood, we’re just afraid they won’t show up. Wouldn’t it be nice to capture them all together?"

Taoist Jing Xuan and others came here targeting the Vampires, as instructed by the Heavenly Master.

Capture the Prince if possible.

And if they could capture a Pure Blood or Prince, even better!

In any case, let no one slip away, these are all Essence Pills!

Initially, Taoist Jing Xuan thought it was unlikely to encounter a Pure Blood.

But unexpectedly, the Bruch Clan’s Prince had contacted the Pure Blood elder himself.

Now that the other party had come, how could they possibly leave?

Could they let a duck that flew into their mouth escape?

Whoever loves leaving may leave, but the Taoists aren’t going anywhere.

They were waiting for the Pure Blood.

Wayne and the members of the Demon Hunter squad saw the Taoists sitting down calmly, waiting for the Pure Blood, and they were stupefied.

Damn!

What kind of move is this?

When others encounter high-ranking members of the Blood Clan, they avoid them at all costs.

You guys are actually worried they won’t come?

Is this not ridiculous?

However, if the Taoists didn’t leave, Wayne and the others felt it wasn’t right for them to go either.

Wayne gritted his teeth, ready to go down with them.

If the Taoists weren’t leaving, neither would they.

Today, they’ll risk their lives with the noblemen!

Wayne also wanted to see, after dealing with vampires for over twenty years and yet never encountering the legendary Pure Blood, how formidable they really were!

Wayne sat down with Taoist Jing Xuan.

They waited, yet after an hour,

The Taoists almost dozed off, yet the ancient castle was still quiet.

Not a single sound.

Taoist Jing Xuan looked at the tranquil surroundings, growing a bit impatient.

Are they coming or not?

They had been waiting for the Pure Blood for an hour, and it hadn’t shown up yet. Could it be that they stood them up?

Taoist Jing Xuan opened the Purple Gourd and talked to the Prince inside.

He asked, "Supreme Heavenly Venerate, Prince Layman, has the Pure Blood really come yet? Don’t bully an honest person! We’ve been waiting here for half a day, and the Pure Blood you mentioned hasn’t arrived yet. Are we fighting or not?"

Taoist Jing Xuan inquired.

He was somewhat speechless.

You were the one who made the fierce declaration; you said a Pure Blood would come, that’s why they were waiting here.

Now, an hour later, it still hasn’t shown up; this was too much.

It’s like someone challenges you to a fight, but the opponent hasn’t shown up yet. Who wouldn’t be furious?

The Bruch Clan’s Prince looked at the Taoist, dumbfounded.

Especially hearing the other party’s words, he felt he was being played.

Damn!

What does this mean?

Not following the usual script?

When others hear about Pure Blood, shouldn’t they run?

Why are you sitting here waiting instead?

Could it be that this guy really isn’t afraid of the Pure Blood elder?

Impossible!

A Pure Blood is a combat pinnacle of the Blood Clan, second only to the Blood Emperor.

The power wielded by a Pure Blood elder is a thousand and hundreds times that of a Prince!

How could the Taoist not be afraid?

He even sounded a bit eager.

For some reason, the Prince suddenly felt like he had been duped.

Could it be that they came specifically for a Pure Blood?

Intentionally making him contact the Pure Blood elder?

Suddenly, the Prince felt an ominous premonition.

"Damn it! I’ve been tricked!"

Only now did he realize something bad was happening.

This Taoist was using him as bait!

And the big fish behind this bait seemed to be the Pure Blood elder!

"Currently ranked second in monthly tickets, owing ten Chapters, that’s ridiculous!

I thought I’d only surge to third place, but this is already pushing towards first!

Here’s a little repayment for now! The remaining debt will all be cleared by the end of the month!

Rest assured, I won’t default on my promises, a man doesn’t stand without credibility! (1/9)"