The Great Immortal of Love: All My Female Disciples Are Yandere Chapter 120 - 63. The Truth Revealed! Hua Yuerong Bursts int

So much blood had been spilled.

Yet there wasn’t an ounce of pain on his face.

The smile on his lips was even more twisted than my perverse own.

"Fine! Hand it over!"

"I refuse to believe I can be fooled by a re greenhorn!"

Suddenly, the Evil Pharmacist extended his withered arm and grabbed the boy’s Dao Sword.

Clang!

With a sudden motion, he slashed at the boy’s arm!

Perhaps to avoid wasting Demon Blood, he didn’t use any true force in his strike.

Instead, with precise skill, he created a thumb-sized wound on the boy’s wrist with perfect accuracy!

Hissss.

A spray of fresh blood gushed out again.

However, this ti.

The blood was a bright crimson, just like any common mortal’s!

"You....."

The Evil Pharmacist’s narrow eyes widened in extre shock, and his wrist trembled, causing the Dao Sword in his hand to fall with a clatter!

"As Master can see."

The boy picked up the Dao Sword from the ground, sheathed it, and said calmly with a raised brow: "If this disciple is unwilling, no one in this world can obtain my Demon Blood."

Hearing this, the Evil Pharmacist clenched his teeth.

His face alternated between expressions of shock, defeat, unwillingness, and anger!

"Enough!"

"Do you think this alone will make let you go?"

"A tonic’s always a tonic!"

"I’ll imprison you, and one day I’ll find a way to extract the Demon Blood from your body!"

Looking at the boy before him, who seed to have the upper hand and wore an arrogant expression, the Evil Pharmacist shouted angrily, his voice sharp.

"Master, why wait for an uncertain future."

The boy’s voice was extrely calm, "Let’s establish a three-year agreent between master and disciple."

"A three-year agreent?"

The Evil Pharmacist frowned.

"Precisely."

The boy explained: "Within these three years, you will wholeheartedly teach the Devil Cultivation Technique and the art of elixir and venom crafting. When my body matures, at the end of the third year, I will willingly serve as your tonic, supplying you with a fixed amount of Demon Blood each month."

"If I’m not mistaken....."

"You need my Demon Blood to refine a world-shattering Demon Pill, but during the process, there’s always a risk of failure."

"If you were to take all my Demon Blood at once and the pill failed to form, wouldn’t it be a lifelong regret?"

"Therefore, this three-year agreent is the best choice for both of us."

"Master, what do you think?"

The boy glanced at the conflicted demonic overlord in front of him, his clear eyes full of pride.

Unknowingly, he seed to have reversed the situation and taken the offensive!

"Hmph, you brat, you plan to use your Innate Formless Demon Body’s top-tier aptitude to steal my teachings over these three years, seeking a breakthrough in the future, don’t you?"

Seeing through the boy’s intentions, the Evil Pharmacist sneered disdainfully.

"Exactly."

The boy admitted openly: "So, it’s more like a gamble. Master can choose not to gamble, but if so, killing now would be pointless."

"So...."

"Make your decision, Master!"

The boy spread his hands.

"I....."

After weighing his options, the Evil Pharmacist gritted his teeth and said: "Fine! I’ll gamble with you! Three years! I’ll teach you everything I know in these three years! After all, the stronger your physical body, the higher the quality of your Demon Blood!"

"I refuse to believe that in just three years, you can soar to the heavens and escape my grasp!"

"Brat! This three-year agreent—I accept!"

"I will shortly arrange for an Executor to take care of your accommodations. As it’s your first day here, take a day to rest. Starting tomorrow, I will personally teach you the techniques!"

"Disciple Qingling, thanks Master."

The boy bowed respectfully.

Then, as if rembering sothing, he couldn’t help but ask:

"Master, since I’ve already joined your sect, may I inquire about sothing?"

"Hmm?"

The Evil Pharmacist squinted his eyes, "Speak!"

"The lady behind you during the day, she, she is...."

After hesitating for a long ti, the boy finally asked.

His pale, indifferent, handso face disclosed a rare blush for the first ti.

"Hmph, her identity has nothing to do with you!"

"Take good care of yourself! Don’t ask about things that don’t concern you!"

"Yes! Disciple obeys."

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The visual mory on the heavenly screen paused once more.

However, the entire Cangming Mountain Range, with tens of thousands of Cangming Gate disciples, was utterly shocked and couldn’t calm down for a long ti!

"Truly, seeing is believing! This is one of the greatest secrets of the Eastern Earth Demon Path, and today we get to see the truth!"

"Indeed! Who would have thought? The highly regarded and benevolent Devil Cultivator, the Evil Pharmacist, is actually a hypocrite!"

"So the rumors were true! This guy took in Lord Bai because he coveted his Demon Blood!"

"Oh? Then the overnight annihilation of the Evil dicine Sect was also done by Lord Bai?"

"If that’s the case! Looks like Lord Bai won big on the three-year agreent!"

"Tsk tsk! The more I think, the more excited I get! So curious about how he did it!"

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The Heavenly Demon Plaza was abuzz with discussions.

Before anyone realized it, the true reason behind the visual mory had been forgotten.

Everyone was deeply engrossed, eager to see the upcoming plot twist unfold!

What could be more stirring than an underdog’s victory against a mighty foe, a radical coback?

On the seats of the Yin Gui Palace.

The Embroidered Face Saint Maiden stared blankly into the void, her beautiful eyes seemingly out of focus.