roccoschili Chapter 180: A Warning, Don't Touch Her
Chapter 180: A Warning, Don't Touch Her
Bishuijiangting is the most affluent villa district in China.
At this moment, in the villa furthest back, the light bulbs and glass shattered, and a terrifying pressure poured out like a flood.
The scene inside the house was quite different. The man sitting on the sofa took off his gold-rimmed glasses and gently wiped them.
"Master, how is it?"
Sitting opposite him was the blind old Taoist priest. Despite such terrifying pressure, the old Taoist priest not only showed no discomfort, but even smiled.
"Since we are destined to meet, I will make an exception and tell your fortune."
The noble-looking man opposite him had a suppressed madness in his eyes, like a caged lion about to break free at any moment.
The blind Taoist priest slightly bent his fingers and muttered incantations.
"A malevolent star descends upon the world, bringing evil karma. This is the fate of a lone goose, devoid of love and affection, ending in a tragic end."
"An ominous omen, an ominous omen!" The blind old Taoist slapped his thigh.
The man opposite him remained unmoved, repeatedly wiping his glasses with his hands.
"Really? Then tell me, when will I die?"
The blind Taoist priest paused slightly, then touched his cane and prepared to get up.
"No, no, this old man has never seen anyone seek a divination for death in his entire life."
The powerful pressure struck again, and the blind Taoist priest sat down, looking panicked.
"Controlling a person's life and death shouldn't be difficult for you, right?" A ghostly, ethereal voice fell.
When they looked again, the man was already sitting next to the blind old Taoist priest.
"Oh? Why would you say that, my lord? I've already paid the price with these eyes to glimpse the secrets of heaven. If I were to control the life and death of others, wouldn't I end up with my soul scattered to the winds?"
When the blind Taoist priest said this, his voice was slightly deep, with a hint of mockery.
"Then I guessed wrong. After all, even the mighty Heavenly Dao cannot do it, so how could ordinary people... possibly do it?"
After he finished speaking, the entire living room fell silent.
The man stood up, toying with a ball of blackish-red flame in his hand, his violent energy raging.
"I'm only giving you one chance. Tell me, why did you appear outside Tianzhu Hua Mansion? Who are you here to kill?"
The blind Taoist priest was not surprised at all. As if he could see, he tilted his head slightly and looked in the direction of the man.
"Now that you've guessed who I am, who gave you the courage to speak to me like that?"
"Hmm? Qiao Yunan." The old Taoist slowly uttered the man's name, his murderous intent particularly evident.
Standing opposite him was none other than Qiao Yunan, the ghostly president of HM.
The two had already figured out each other's identities from the beginning, but they were just testing each other.
Qiao Yunan raised his hand to push up his glasses, a slight smile playing on his lips.
"Who do you think you are?"
"I'll ask you one last time, who did you go to kill when you appeared at Tianzhu Hua Mansion?"
Qiao Yunan suddenly approached, looking down at the old Taoist priest.
"What, feeling sorry for someone? That shouldn't be the case. Someone as ruthless as you, would you even know what it means to feel sorry for someone?"
"Oh, I forgot, you used to be a renowned loyal minister!" The old Taoist's provocation was obvious.
Qiao Yunan was getting impatient, and his wrists were cracking.
"Heavenly Dao, don't test my patience." As he spoke, a strong and powerful hand gripped the old Taoist's neck.
With just a little effort, this disgusting thing will disappear from your sight.
Even when facing life and death, the old Taoist priest showed no fear whatsoever; he simply smiled gently.
"Qiao Yunan, if you have the guts, then kill me. When this world collapses, do you think your beloved will escape my grasp in her current miserable state?" A sinister laugh emanated from the old Taoist's throat, terrifying beyond measure.
Qiao Yunan's eyes were bloodshot, and he was about to crush the old Taoist's throat, but at the last moment, he let go.
"Heavenly Dao, I'm warning you, don't touch her."
Seeing the usually arrogant and ruthless Qiao Yunan compromise, Tiandao smiled in a very sinister way.
"Qiao Yunan, sometimes I really feel sorry for you. You've guarded your white moonlight for ten thousand years, only to have it fall into the hands of a mortal, and to make matters worse, they even see you as an enemy. It's truly tragic!"
"Get lost!" Qiao Yunan turned around, trying his best to suppress the murderous aura within him.
Heaven had more important things to do and didn't intend to get entangled with him any further. He picked up his cane and put on his charlatan-like appearance once again.
However, he stopped when he reached the door.
"Qiao Yunan, let me tell you, Su Yuchen possesses most of her magical power, and his seal has begun to loosen. You should make plans as soon as possible. If you wish to cooperate, I am ready to serve you at any time." With that, his figure vanished, as if he had never been there.
Qiao Yunan stood there, his expression inscrutable.
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Qin family.
As Luo Hong was pacing back and forth outside the library, the door opened from the inside, revealing Su Yuchen's figure. He hurriedly went to greet him.
"So, did you find anything useful?" Luo Hong asked anxiously.
Su Yuchen nodded, his eyes slightly darkening, and handed the yellowed book in his hand to Luo Hong.
"Can I take this book with me?"
When Luo Hong heard Su Yuchen say this, he was overjoyed, thinking that Su Yuchen had found a solution. However, when Luo Hong looked down and saw the words on the cover, he became dissatisfied.
"Are you sure you didn't take the wrong one? This is a Foundation Establishment technique!"
Who would have thought that the ancestor had misjudged him! Even at this point, all this man could think about was how to cultivate immortality!
Su Yuchen sensed Luo Hong's anger and explained, "I have consulted all the books. There are methods for transferring magical power, but the other party must be a spirit."
"This is the fastest way now. I will successfully establish my foundation and then transfer my magic power to Yun Yao."
Luo Hong stood there, stunned. Even though he knew the method was feasible, the Foundation Establishment was no easy feat. Among the many talented ancestors of the Qin family, not a single one had succeeded in establishing their foundation over the years. Even he had only scratched the surface. For an ordinary person to succeed in establishing their foundation in a short period of time was undoubtedly a pipe dream!
"Su Yuchen, if becoming an immortal were so easy, there wouldn't be only our ancestor in this world. I'm not trying to discourage you, but an ordinary person's body wouldn't even be able to withstand the body tempering process before Foundation Establishment!" Luo Hong said bluntly.
He understood Su Yuchen's desire to save the ancestor, but he also needed to act within his capabilities, right? By the time he successfully established his foundation, the ancestor would probably be able to reincarnate again, wouldn't he?
Before Luo Hong could utter even more hurtful words, he froze on the spot.
A tiny flame was reflected in his eyes, flickering gently.
Su Yuchen, he...
"You! You! You!" Luo Hong pointed at Su Yuchen with trembling fingers, but couldn't come up with a coherent answer after stammering for a long time.
It's no wonder Luo Hong was speechless with shock.
He conjured fire by channeling spiritual energy with his fingertips! What does this mean? Su Yuchen has successfully tempered his body!
"This is... a body tempering done for you by your ancestors?" This is the only explanation that makes sense right now.
However, Su Yuchen denied it.
"Just now, I only glanced at this record, and I felt an unbearable pain in my body, as if thousands of ants were gnawing at me. When I opened my eyes again, I was in this state."
Luo Hong: "..."
What else could this be but a monster?
He accomplished something that even those descendants who were directly taught the secret techniques might not be able to do in their entire lives, and he did it so easily?
Luo Hong looked at Su Yuchen and couldn't help but swallow.
"Can I take this book now?" Su Yuchen asked.
Luo Hong could no longer say no; he nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.