The Great Immortal of Love: All My Female Disciples Are Yandere Chapter 119 - 63. The Truth Revealed! Hua Yuerong Bursts int

"In most traditional Evil Sect practices, upon entering, a disciple must offer sothing to their master...."

"Master... Master, what do you desire?"

The young boy kowtowed again, "Qingling has been pursued by the Righteous Path scoundrels, fleeing to the Eastern Continent with nothing to offer, I fear I cannot present anything to my Master...."

Seeing the increasingly strange look in his Master’s eyes, he bit his lip, "If Master doesn’t mind! I will owe this initiation gift to you for now, once I have completed my training, I will definitely find a precious treasure to offer Master!"

"Ah, good disciple, why are you making empty promises to your Master?"

The Evil Pharmacist sneered, "Why wait for another day? Today, there is already a supre treasure within your body that you can offer to ! Hahahahahaha!"

At the last mont, he couldn’t help but burst into hysterical laughter.

The killing intent in his eyes was no longer concealed!

Clang!

He drew a blood-stained short sword from his bosom and moved towards the trembling boy once more.

"Master, you... you, what are you going to do?"

At this mont, the boy fully understood what was happening, and while evading around the Chiyou Bronze Statue, he grasped the Dao Sword—the Surprised Wind Sword that his father left him—from his waist!

It seed he was ready to fight to the death at any mont!

"What are you doing? Oh dear."

The Evil Pharmacist sighed with feigned regret.

"Child, why resist in vain?"

"With your ager skills, do you think you can escape the palm of a Nascent Soul expert?"

"Therefore."

"Be obedient, child! In an instant, just an instant! You won’t feel any pain! It will be over quickly!"

"Helping your master to ascend to immortality is a great rit!"

The Evil Pharmacist’s eyes glead with mad flas as he continued to approach the boy.

His words seed to carry a terrifyingly persuasive force.

Gradually.

The boy’s already pale cheeks turned deathly white, like a corpse.

It was unclear if he had given up resisting.

His hand left the sword hilt.

With an expression of calm, he said, "Master, you want the Demon Blood within , don’t you?"

"Hmm?"

Hearing this, even the completely mad Evil Pharmacist was slightly stunned.

"You... you know?"

"Of course I know."

The boy straightened his chest, trying hard to appear confident, "Along the way to the East, countless Righteous Path hypocrites and evil rogues have wanted the Demon Blood within , but all have failed. Do you know why?"

"Oh?"

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

"While my mother is formidable, the constant pursuit made it difficult for her to protect at all tis."

"Therefore, in fact, I fell into the hands of villains twice."

"Alright! Tell , what happened?"

Seeming sowhat interested, the Evil Pharmacist temporarily put the short sword away.

"Because the boiling Demon Blood within only obeys my will."

The boy’s eyes shone brightly as he spoke each word clearly.

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

Facing this Nascent Soul expert with malicious intentions, there was no longer a trace of fear on his face!

"Tsk tsk, you’re making more and more ridiculous claims."

The Evil Pharmacist clicked his tongue and sneered, "Child, is it worth it, to live just a little longer?"

"Whether it’s worth it, Master will know by watching."

The boy also showed a strange smile and drew the Dao Sword from his waist, thrusting it forward!

Except, this thrust...

Was not aid at the Evil Pharmacist in front of him, but——

Pierced his own wrist!

"Master, look."

The boy raised his slashed wrist, looking calm as boiling, purplish-black Demon Blood gushed from the wound.

"Is this the Demon Blood you desire, hmm?"

"This...."

Seemingly taken aback, the Evil Pharmacist was stunned for a few seconds, his eyes widening.

Then, the expression on his face gradually turned to heartache and sorrow!

"Demon Blood! It’s the precious Demon Blood I seek!"

"Good disciple! Don’t! Don’t do this! Master’s heart aches!"

He kept muttering, hastily retrieving an elixir from his Purple Mansion, and hysterically exclaid:

"Quick! Child! Be obedient! Take this Hemostatic Pill! The Demon Blood is so precious, it must not be wasted!"

"Master need not worry."

The boy’s lips curled into a cold smile, then he calmly waved his arm.

The next mont.

Under the horrified gaze of the Evil Pharmacist.

The gushing Demon Blood, like a breached river, instantly stopped!

Not only that...

The grueso sword wound on his wrist healed at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"Amazing! Truly amazing!"

"No wonder it’s the Innate Formless Demon Body!"

"Precious! Child, you are the greatest treasure your Master has ever encountered in this life!"

Seeing this, the Evil Pharmacist scread excitedly again, looking utterly frenzied.

"Master, don’t be hasty, there’s sothing even more amazing to co."

The boy sneered and threw the Dao Sword in his hand towards his Master.

"Master, now you cut my arm."

He said, extending his other pale and delicate arm.

"I..."

At this mont, the Evil Pharmacist hesitated a bit.

For a long ti, he was sowhat afraid to take the sword!

The next mont, his expression beca sober.

He seed to realize,

This boy’s character was ten tis more terrifying than he had imagined!