Chapter 377: Chapter 377
No matter what Lan Tian says, the red-robed monk watches her with a smile in his eyes, and his face bears an expression as if she were a child causing trouble without reason and defying her elders. He appears both resigned and indulgently playing the role of an elder to the hilt.
So disgusting! Lan Tian arches an eyebrow, the persuasive words she had intended to say suddenly stuck in her throat. Of course, Lan Tian hadn’t expected him to take her advice seriously.
As Lan Tian stops talking, the red-robed monk flicks his sleeve and says, "You are still too young. Whether pursuing the path of cultivation or cultivating demons, the ultimate goal is the same: to achieve Dao and ascend. The means and process are unimportant."
Of course, they are important! Lan Tian pouts, "Damn it all, you treat us as if we were merely spiritual energy to be refined, how can you say it’s not important? You’re truly heartless and mad."
"Cultivating for thousands of years, I, the epitome of obedience, have fallen to this point; you cannot comprehend the bitterness in my heart. If it means I can leave this realm, I am willing to fall into the demonic path." The red-robed monk shakes his hand and places it behind his back, his Flowing Cloud Sleeve fluttering out with a graceful arch, looking down upon the world from on high, seeing the mortals below as if they were mere ants, "It’s their honor to be able to increase my cultivation."
"..." The people below, who are supposed to feel honored, curse him upon hearing his shameless words. They call him despicable, shameless, morally bankrupt, a crazed lunatic, a murderous freak. The one who should die is him. Releasing this crazed lunatic is his family’s doom; they all deserve to die.
Lan Tian: "..." Honorable my ass. He has others die for him and makes it sound so grand and nobly. Still to thank him for his ’generosity’—what a load of bullshit.
"As for karma, I have granted them wealth and honor in their lives; shouldn’t they repay me?" the monk asks.
Lan Tian can only scoff...
Old Qian and the patriarchs of the Liu and Liang Families shudder, their faces turning pale as sheets of paper.
Mr. Ji’s mouth twitches. He doesn’t know about others, but everything he has, he fought for with his life, and it has nothing to do with the red-robed monk.
Thinking about it, the reason he even knows of the red-robed monk’s existence is thanks to Old Qian and Old Liang. Whether they have anything to do with the red-robed monk is hard to say! A sharp glint passes through Mr. Ji’s eyes.
Mr. Ji’s old face burns with heat; everything he has isn’t given by the red-robed monk, but he harbors other desires to obtain, such as longevity, from the monk.
Mr. Chu’s eyes flash meaningfully as he glances at Old Qian and Old Liang. His thoughts mirror Mr. Ji’s, for all he has is also earned with his life, unrelated to the red-robed psychopath. Knowing this psychopath also came through Old Qian and Old Liang.
"Young lady, the spiritual energy of this world is thinning, and its veins are failing. In a few decades, the remaining spiritual energy will also gradually dissipate. This world is no longer suitable for cultivation. Even if the spiritual energy does not disperse, you, having reached the Foundation Establishment, will find the thin spiritual energy useless for your cultivation. A hundred years of toil will amount to nothing but a handful of dust. It would be better to leave with me. With your talent, achieving Nascent Soul and Divinity Transformation is only a matter of time."
Lan Tian rolls her eyes, wanting to feel her face to check if she looks like an idiot. Does he think that with a few smiles and some sweet talk, she’ll become dizzy and agree to his proposal? The red-robed monk is clearly a cold-hearted person by nature. He wouldn’t even bring along his own pillow companion, so why would he take her, a stranger?
The red-robed monk leaving with Lan Tian? Of course not. It was nothing but sweet talk to lower her guard. Wounded and cornered like a desperate rabbit, he might cause a destructive standoff. If his injuries worsened, even consuming her afterward would likely be of no help.
Lan Tian cast her eyes downward, seemingly swayed by his words. Did he really think she was a fool, unable to see the greed in his gaze when he looked at her?
The red-robed monk definitely harbored ill intentions towards her. With a flip of his hand hidden behind his back, he had a Tao Fu ready, prepared to attack at any moment.
The sacrificial refining below had already begun, with one piercing scream after another. The people within the array were already panicked, many on the verge of collapse. Hearing those screams was the last straw that broke the camel’s back, shattering their willpower. They clutched their heads, issuing insane and shrill cries, then ran out of the array, their screaming abruptly cut off.
What was happening outside was hidden from their view; the dark, ominous night sky resembled a demonic creature that devoured humans, waiting for its prey to come forth, which only served to heighten the horror.
"Senior Brother," Bai Qingqing, her lips trembling, clung tightly to Wu Zongyu. Looking at Lan Tian on the flying sword, she was both envious and fearful. Hearing a scream, she shuddered, clearly terrified to death yet biting her lip to stay silent, her strong yet pitiable little figure eliciting a sense of compassion in onlookers.
Compared to other girls who could only scream, Bai Qingqing was like a holy woman radiating light, making even the two playboys, Hua Kongque and Ye Junying, unable to help but cast additional glances her way. Wu Zongyu felt even more pity for her.
All the people within the array placed their hopes on Lan Tian, praying that she could kill that pervert and save them from the Dead Sea.
From the corner of her eye, Lan Tian glanced at the sacrificial refining array below. Red lines connected the final two ends, and with the pattern finally complete, a flash of red light streaked across, and a bizarrely red glow arose from the ground, like an aurora slowly undulating, eerily beautiful.
Those hiding within the array also saw that strange red aurora. With the terror they had faced this evening, their courage had been shattered. They found no beauty in the red aurora; instead, it made their hearts quake with fear, dreading that something horrifying was coming. For origınal chapters go to novel-fire.net
Seeing the appalling scene below, even the usually composed Lan Tian couldn’t help but frown. Once everyone in the array was refined, it would be their turn.
"Elder, will you truly take me away from this world? After we return, I will surely have the patriarch thank you extensively." Lan Tian feigned excitement at the right moment, but inwardly, she couldn’t help rolling her eyes.
She had no intention of waiting for death. Activating the Tao Fu in her hand, she tossed it at the red-robed monk opposite her. Tonight, it was either his death or hers.
The red-robed monk was still waiting for Lan Tian’s response, confident that the little girl would definitely choose to go with him. He had merely hinted that he could make them immortal, and they had eagerly sent over their most outstanding young woman.
Faced with the temptation of leaving this world, he didn’t believe the girl could resist.
What he awaited, however, was a barrage of talismans raining down on him. Waving his sleeves to knock away the talismans, he simultaneously formed a spiritual energy shield around himself.
The sky lit up with a "crackle and pop," resembling fireworks, vibrant and splendid in a display of five colors.
"Elder, will you truly take me away from this world?" Lan Tian flipped her hand and produced another talisman, flinging it over.
"Although I am young and have had little experience, when I left home to gain experience, my patriarch warned me not to be fooled, insisting that pie falling from the sky will never be free; if it is, then it’s a trap, so one must never be greedy for a small advantage. The patriarch also said that our clan has everything—treasures, spiritual artifacts, immortal artifacts, all at my disposal. As long as I diligently practice cultivation, ascending to the Immortal World is just a matter of time." Lan Tian’s biting sarcasm was enough to infuriate someone to death without compensation.