“Lord Yang, may I leave now?”
Jiang Wudao suppressed the anger in his heart and asked in a low voice.
Seeing that the time was right, Zhou Fan carefully and slowly untied the black ropes from Shen Yufu’s body with both hands, saying cheerfully,
“Answer a few questions, and then you can leave.”
Jiang Wudao watched helplessly as this hateful masked man rescued the Fairy he had longed for, right in front of him, and for the first time, he felt an unprecedented desire for strength.
He lowered his head and said in an unreadable tone, “Lord, please ask. I will tell you everything I know.”
“First question, what world did you originally live in?”
Upon hearing this, Jiang Wudao’s pupils constricted. He had thought this masked man would at most ask him about the Jiang Family in the Cultivation World, but he never expected that this masked man would directly expose his biggest reliance of the past year with a single sentence.
Jiang Wudao looked up at Zhou Fan, and the moment his gaze met those deep, dark eyes, Jiang Wudao felt as if his entire Soul had been seen through.
“You are a Soul Transmigration, aren’t you?”
The masked man’s devilish whisper continued, and Jiang Wudao’s psychological defenses were being broken one by one.
Jiang Wudao chose to remain silent.
Then, with a “crack,” the knee of his other leg was also crushed.
“Ah!” The piercing pain instantly shattered Jiang Wudao’s will. Seeing the masked man’s foot about to fall again, Jiang Wudao quickly stopped him.
“Don’t, don’t step on me! I am a Transmigrator. I Soul Transmigrated here more than a year ago. The place I originally came from is called Capu Star. I am from Ying Nation. Our technology there is much more advanced than this world. There, we…”
Listening to Jiang Wudao’s rambling, Zhou Fan finally confirmed that this person’s original world was not the same as his own, at most, the human development processes in these two worlds were not far apart.
At the same time, Zhou Fan’s System, through face-to-face detection, also confirmed that Jiang Wudao did not have a System.
After figuring out Jiang Wudao’s Golden Finger, Jiang Wudao’s threat level in Zhou Fan’s mind significantly decreased.
So he withdrew his foot and patted Jiang Wudao’s head like he was petting a dog, saying, “Alright, you don’t need to say anymore.”
“Second question, why did you sweep through the barbarians around Great Qian?”
After being patted on the head, Jiang Wudao became much more compliant. Seeing Zhou Fan withdraw his foot, he immediately said eagerly, like a fawning dog,
“Lord, the Immortal-Mortal Passage opened not long ago. I learned from the people of the Jiang Family in the Cultivation World that there might be a treasure in the barbarian tribes around Great Qian that can regrow severed limbs and reshape the Physical Body.”
“Is that so? Then did they test your Spiritual Root Aptitude?”
Listening to Zhou Fan’s casual tone, Jiang Wudao immediately speculated in his heart that this masked man might be a powerful Cultivator from the Cultivation World.
The Immortal-Mortal Passage just opened not long ago. This masked man probably came at that time. I don’t know why he is staying in this Fan Realm, but his strength is absolutely not something I can provoke.
After some mental speculation, Jiang Wudao became even more reverent towards Zhou Fan.
Burying his hatred deep in his heart, Jiang Wudao respectfully replied, “Lord, this junior has an inferior Wood Spiritual Root. The people of the Jiang Family in the Cultivation World did not think highly of this junior’s talent, so they left me to continue living in this Fan Realm.”
Upon hearing this, Zhou Fan saw that only a few key areas on Shen Yufu’s body still had ropes, so he nodded and said, “Alright, you may leave.”
Jiang Wudao didn’t expect Zhou Fan to let him go so easily. He quickly bowed in thanks, saying, “Thank you, Lord, thank you, Lord.”
After speaking, Jiang Wudao dragged his disabled lower body with his hands and quickly crawled towards the door.
“Oh, by the way, wait a moment.”
Just as Jiang Wudao was about to crawl out, Zhou Fan’s calm voice suddenly came from behind him.
Jiang Wudao stiffly turned his head, only to see the masked man throw over a black and red pill that looked problematic.
“Eat this.”
Looking at the pill that rolled in front of him, Jiang Wudao knew in his heart that if he didn’t eat this thing, the masked man would not let him leave.
So he swallowed the pill directly, and then, still holding a sliver of hope in his heart, he asked,
“Lord, may I ask what effect this pill has?”
Upon hearing this, Zhou Fan directly manipulated the surrounding heaven and earth energy near Jiang Wudao to form threads of Qi far thinner than needles and threads, which penetrated Jiang Wudao’s flesh and blood and pierced into his bone marrow.
At that instant, Jiang Wudao felt a pain like ten thousand ants gnawing at his heart.
“Do you know its effect now?”
Zhou Fan knew that with Jiang Wudao’s cultivation, which had just entered the Innate realm, he could not see through the methods of a Celestial. So, while continuing to torment Jiang Wudao, he bluffed,
“This is a specially made Bone-Corroding Pill. Anyone who takes this pill will suffer this kind of pain every month. If they don’t get the antidote in a certain month, they will slowly die in this pain.”
Jiang Wudao’s body was already shaking like a sieve due to the intense pain. He struggled to reach out to Zhou Fan, trembling as he pleaded,
“Lord… the medicine… I beg you…”
Seeing this, Zhou Fan knew that Jiang Wudao’s willpower was nearing its limit, so he threw a small white pill into Jiang Wudao’s mouth.
Jiang Wudao quickly swallowed it, and the moment he did, he immediately felt an unprecedented sweetness, and the intense pain in his body dissipated at that instant.
And the moment the intense pain receded like a tide, Jiang Wudao was shocked to discover that his Dantian had actually shattered during the intense pain just now.
A shattered Dantian meant that Jiang Wudao’s most proud martial Dao cultivation had vanished into thin air in just a few breaths.
Am I, am I already a cripple?
Jiang Wudao painfully curled up on the ground, unable to believe everything that had happened tonight.
Zhou Fan saw that Jiang Wudao’s spirit seemed to be on the verge of collapse from his torment, so he quickly gave him hope, saying, “Wudao, have you forgotten about the treasure in the barbarian tribes? That is a treasure that can reshape the Physical Body.”
“As long as you can obtain that item, everything you lost today will return.”
Upon hearing Zhou Fan’s words, Jiang Wudao immediately murmured to himself as if he had found his backbone, “Yes, yes, I still have hope.”
“Lord Yang, please tell me how to obtain the antidote every month. Please, give this junior a way to live.”
“Don’t worry, this Lord is not some devil. Wudao, as long as you are obedient, you will be able to receive the antidote at Luoyun Temple on the day before the end of each month.”
“Good, good, thank you, Lord, thank you, Lord. This junior will definitely be obedient.” The Son of Destiny, Jiang Wudao, lay on the ground like a dead dog, weeping and snotting.
“Alright, you may leave. Don’t forget what I told you to do.”
Zhou Fan wondered if he had directly ruined his leek this time.
“This junior would never dare to forget. This junior thanks Lord for sparing my life.”
After waiting for a while, Jiang Wudao saw that Zhou Fan truly had no other instructions, so he laboriously crawled out of this room that he would never forget.
Before leaving, Jiang Wudao even painstakingly closed the door.
Extinguishing the candle, Zhou Fan put the pitiful second leek out of his mind.
Looking at the red candle placed on the table, which had already ignited from friction and heat, its entire wax skin soaked in transparent wax oil.
Zhou Fan knew it was time for him to get down to business.