Tao Qian cursed Ying Qingdi furiously, well aware of the severity of his "Prayer Technique."
While it is called a prayer, in essence, it is no different from a curse.
It can even be described as the most vicious and insoluble curse in this world. Whether mundane, Immortal Demon, or anything else, once contaminated, life and death are no longer in one's own hands.
"Master once said: 'Since I, Master Tao, chose the Third thod for entering the world and cultivating, I have beco a star of disaster. Calamities accompany , and wherever I go, I encounter tragedies.' Indeed, experiences in places like Demon City and Yang Sui have confird this point."
"However, if I were to compare with Ying Qingdi, I would still have to bow down in defeat."
"This fellow can truly be called a calamity star without exaggeration. Since that incident in Zhao Family Village, has any person or force associated with him ever had a good end?"
Initially, Tao thought that with his level of cultivation and his formidable supernatural power, not to ntion his treasures, he had long lost the ability to feel fear.
But now, that feeling had returned.
As Tao recalled the glorious history of Ying Qingdi, he felt his body tremble, his hair stand on end, and a strong premonition of crisis well up inside him.
Then, listening to Wei Ziyuan speak of the wishes granted by Ying Qingdi,
an unmistakable conclusion ca out of Tao Qian's mouth:
"Ancestor Dragon Society is finished."
"New Moon Province will face great disaster!"
"Even I will have bad luck, a truly bitter outco."
Although Tao Qian had previously touched Ying Qingdi's body, he hadn't glimpsed many secrets.
Naturally, he was also unaware of his opponent's true background.
Now, having heard the full story from the Yellow Robed Seductive Spirit, his entire outlook had been reshaped.
How could such a person exist in this world?
"Thinking oneself to be benevolent, a savior of the nation and the world, who would have imagined that I myself would be the greatest threat to it."
"Ying Qingdi shares so similarities with Senior Sister Lingji but is vastly different at the sa ti."
"The root of everything may still lie in his bloodline... the Evil God's Descendants."
As Tao Qian pondered, he involuntarily recalled the story told by Wei Ziyuan, about Ying Qingdi in Zhao Family Village, who was to be eradicated but ultimately was saved by a Yellow Robed Lamas.
That lamas, with a wave of his hand, could move a mountain.
You must know, even the present Tao Qian doesn't possess such ability.
If nothing peculiar occurred, the Yellow Robed Lamas was probably a physical projection of the "Yellow Robed Evil God."
When faced with other opponents or their cunning sches, Tao Qian was confident he could deal with them.
He had great magical power and could rely on an Abnormal Soul for insight and cheat when critical, and in a mont of absolute despair, could even use his trump card to seek external aid.
But this Ying Qingdi gave Tao Qian a feeling of helplessness.
Judging from his life experiences, he was always earnestly doing good deeds, but there would always be unexpected outcos that led to despairing and tragic conclusions.
Even Ying Qingdi himself couldn't predict it, so how could Tao Qian anticipate it and guard against it?
He pondered for a long ti.
Unnoticed, the outside world was already brightly lit, and so light had begun to shine in this pit of a Secret Realm.
Finally, Tao Qian sighed, returned to his senses, and as soon as he put away the chaotic thoughts in his mind, he imdiately heard indelicate sounds that would make anyone blush.
Turning his head to look, a graceful figure was still swaying and shaking, her stark-naked body seemingly possessing an inexhaustible supply of vitality.
Who could have guessed?
Poor Wei Ziyuan had been working hard all night long.
It was fortunate she was an Outer Realm Evil Spirit, a Yellow Robed Seductive Spirit, specialized in these matters.
Not just a whole night, but even for three days and nights, she would never complain of exhaustion.
The trouble was, despite the hard work, she failed to acquire Tao Qian's Primordial Yang Essence Blood and plant the Yellow Robed Evil Seal within his Divine Soul, which was a significant setback.
Fortunately, Tao Qian himself was sowhat displeased, and considering it was dawn, such acts were better perford and witnessed at night—there was no logic in declaring licentiousness in broad daylight.
With this thought, he imdiately spoke to dissolve the True Word Secret Decree and the Little Desire Heaven Joy Secret thod.
"Mr. Wei Daoist!"
"The evil Lustful Ghost energy has been resolved; if you do not awaken now, then when will you?"
"Ha!"
With a stern shout from Tao Qian, as if he were on a Horse, the undulating Wei Ziyuan imdiately ca to her senses.
Opening her eyes, she did not see the erotic scene she had anticipated.
She herself was without a stitch of clothing, yet the man who should have been subdued by her was now fully dressed, looking at her with an air of expecting praise.
She instantly realized: the Yang Essence was not harvested, and the Yellow Seal was not planted.
What had happened?
Why was her mind a Chaos?
Wei Ziyuan's face showed confusion, and the understanding Tao Qian first tossed her a set of robes, then began to explain:
"Daoist need not thank ."
"Last night, you sought out, claiming you were targeted by the Five Lascivious Ghosts and needed a yin and yang balance to cure the ghost poison."
"It was fortunate that I happened to practice a Little Desire Heaven Joyful Zen Embodint Secret thod. This thod is a closely guarded secret of the influential Da Zhao Temple in the Buddhist Sect. Not only can it conjure an Avatar to relieve the ghost poison from your body, but it also preserves your innocence. My Primordial Yang Essence Blood can be considered the best of both worlds, benefiting us both greatly."
"Of course, I happened to see Daoist's perfect body, which I hope you will forgive."
Tao Qian uttered these words.
Anyone could sense the smug satisfaction in his tone.
Although Wei Ziyuan was an Outer Realm Evil Spirit, aside from her origin, she was no different from a genuine Human Clan female cultivator and naturally sensed the underlying ssage in his words.
Thus, her face turned various shades of red and white.
Deep down, she involuntarily cursed aloud.
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