The Great Immortal of Love: All My Female Disciples Are Yandere
Chapter 112 - 63. The Truth Revealed! Hua Yuerong Bursts into Tears! Qingling Demon Sovereign Turns Out to be a Pure Love War God (Pre-order Required)_2

Chapter 112: 63. The Truth Revealed! Hua Yuerong Bursts into Tears! Qingling Demon Sovereign Turns Out to be a Pure Love War God (Pre-order Required)_2

His words seemed to carry a terrifying power of persuasion.

Gradually.

The young man’s already pale cheeks turned deathly white, like that of a corpse.

It was unclear if he had given up resisting.

His hand left the hilt of his sword.

With a calm face, he said, "Master, do you want the demonic blood in your disciple’s body?"

"Huh?"

Hearing these words, even the Evil Pharmacist, who had already fallen into madness, was slightly taken aback.

"You... you know?"

"Of course I know, Master."

The young man straightened his chest, trying his best to look confident, "On this journey to the east, countless hypocrites of the Righteous Path and demons of the Evil Path have desired the demonic blood in my body. But they all failed. Do you know why?"

"Oh?"

Hearing this, the Evil Pharmacist raised an eyebrow, "Could it be that your mother protected you all the way?"

"Although my mother is powerful, with relentless pursuit and numerous adversaries, she found it hard to protect me all the time."

"Therefore, there were actually two times when I fell into the hands of villains."

"Very well! Tell me, what happened?"

Seemingly interested, the Evil Pharmacist temporarily sheathed his short sword.

"Because the demonic blood boiling within me only obeys my will."

The young man’s eyes sparkled as he spoke each word clearly.

At this moment, it was as if he had gained the upper hand.

Facing this Nascent Soul powerhouse with ill intentions, there was no trace of fear on his face!

"Tsk tsk, the more you speak, the more exaggerated it sounds."

The Evil Pharmacist clicked his tongue and sneered coldly, "Child, is it worth it to try and live a bit longer?"

"Whether it is worth it or not, Master, you will see."

The young man’s lips curled into a mysterious smile, and he drew the Dao Sword from his waist, thrusting it forward!

However, this sword...

was not aimed at the Evil Pharmacist before him but...

at his own wrist!

"Master, look."

The young man raised his cut wrist, looking calmly as the scorching purple-black demonic blood gushed out from the wound,

"Is this the demonic blood you desire, hmm?"

"This..."

Seemingly caught off guard, the Evil Pharmacist was stunned for two seconds, his eyes widening.

Then, the expression on his face gradually turned to pain and distress!

"Demonic blood! This is the precious demonic blood I seek!"

"My good disciple! Don’t! Don’t do this! Your master feels pained!"

As he muttered, he quickly took out an elixir from his Purple Mansion and, in his hysteria, shouted:

"Quick! Child! Be obedient! Swallow this Hemostatic Pill! This demonic blood is so precious, it must not be wasted!"

"No need, Master."

The young man’s lips curled into a cold smile, then he casually waved his arm.

The next moment.

Under the Evil Pharmacist’s shocked gaze.

The gushing demonic blood, like a burst dam, stopped in an instant!

Not only that...

The gaping sword wound on his wrist was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"Astonishing! Truly astonishing!"

"No wonder it is the Innate Formless Demon Body!"

"My treasure! Child, you are the greatest treasure I have encountered in my life!"

Seeing this scene, the Evil Pharmacist once again screamed excitedly, his appearance manic and crazed.

"Master, don’t be anxious. There’s more to come."

The young man sneered and tossed the Dao Sword in his hand.

"Master, take the sword. Cut my arm."

As he spoke, he extended his other pale, slender arm.

"I..."

At this moment, the Evil Pharmacist was a little hesitant.

For a while, he didn’t dare to take the sword easily!

The next moment, his expression became somewhat grave.

He seemed to realize that,

this young man’s mentality was ten times more terrifying than he had imagined!

Despite losing so much blood.

There was not a trace of pain on his face.

The smile at the corner of his mouth was even more twisted than his own!

"Very well! Give it to me!"

"I don’t believe I can be intimidated by a brat!"

Suddenly, the Evil Pharmacist stretched out a withered arm and grasped the young man’s Dao Sword.

Clang!

With a determined heart, he slashed at the young man’s arm!

Perhaps to prevent any demonic blood from being wasted, this sword did not utilize any internal power.

On the contrary, with skillful precision, he drew a thumb-sized gash on the young man’s wrist!

Hiss.

A gush of crimson blood flowed out again.

But this time,

the blood that emerged was vibrant red, just like that of any mortal!

"You..."

The Evil Pharmacist’s narrow eyes widened in extreme shock. His wrist trembled, and the Dao Sword in his hand dropped with a clatter!

"As Master has seen."

The young man picked up the Dao Sword, sheathed it, and raised an eyebrow calmly, "If I am unwilling, no one in this world can obtain my demonic blood."

Hearing these words, the Evil Pharmacist clenched his teeth tightly.

Expressions of shock, defeat, unwillingness, and anger appeared in succession on his face!

"Enough!"

"Do you think that with this alone, you can make me spare you?"

"A medicinal primer will always be a medicinal primer!"

"I will imprison you, and one day I’ll find a way to obtain the demonic blood within you!"

Looking at the proud young man who seemed to have gained the upper hand, the Evil Pharmacist shouted angrily.

"Master, there’s no need to wait for an uncertain future."

The young man’s voice was very calm, "Why don’t we set a three-year agreement between master and disciple?"

"A three-year agreement?"

The Evil Pharmacist furrowed his brow.