The Great Immortal of Love: All My Female Disciples Are Yandere Chapter 129 - 63. The Truth Revealed! Hua Yuerong Bursts int

"Zhou, the Steward, watch your tone, you... you’re going too far."

The Embroidered Face Saint Maiden tried her best to suppress her emotions and gritted her teeth:

"Forget about Master and the other senior brothers! I saw him by the lake, killing the kind and passionate Brother Ma with my own eyes!"

"Even if he truly has feelings for now! But you must know! People can change and disguise their true selves!"

"Weren’t we all convinced that Master was a rare good person in the Demon Path when we first saw him years ago?"

"The Hall Master has a point."

Zhou, the Steward nodded, "Well then, it seems fate has arranged for us to witness this today. Let’s continue watching."

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The scene returned to the gloomy Sect Master Hall.

"Master! Qingling is here to seek clarification on sothing!"

The owner of the mory, the young Qingling Demon Sovereign, kowtowed and knelt before his ntor.

"What is it?"

A lazy voice responded.

Everyone outside the scene focused their gaze.

Only then they noticed in the lower left corner of the screen.

A middle-aged Taoist priest was dissecting a bloody and mutilated corpse with a strange blood blade in his hand.

Upon listening closely.

The corpse was still groaning; it was alive!

And...

It was wearing the Evil dicine Sect’s uniform!

"Oh my god! Using your own disciples as test subjects! How perverse!"

"No wonder there’s talk everywhere that Youluo Palace’s Blood Chef is the most terrifying place in the Cangming Sect! It seems Lord Bai has truly grasped the master’s essence!"

Everyone outside sighed in amazent.

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"Master, the one you are dissecting... is it Brother Qi?"

Bail Qingling seed to realize sothing, and despite his stable state of mind, his voice trembled.

"Bah, what brother?"

"Anyone who doesn’t listen to is just a test subject."

The Evil Pharmacist sliced through with a knife, cutting off the head that was constantly howling in agony.

"Speak, what brings you to ?"

"I... I want to ask you about Miss Rong’er’s background, and... what illness her father has, and why he ca to us for treatnt!"

"Hm?"

The Evil Pharmacist paused his work, his shadowy eyes coldly staring at the youth: "You seem to care a lot about that rich young lady."

"I... Yes! We are good friends! And I want to warn you!"

The youth stepped forward, coldly saying: "Target if you have grievances, but if you harm Miss Rong’er, I will kill myself right here, no need to wait for the three-year agreent!"

"You... sigh!"

Hearing this, the Evil Pharmacist’s aura weakened considerably, "Child, threatening your master like this, what is this?"

"Yes, I am threatening you."

The youth firmly stated.

"Alright, alright, I won’t argue with you."

The Evil Pharmacist raised an eyebrow, "You really want to know about her family and help them?"

"Yes," the youth nodded.

"Fine."

The Evil Pharmacist nodded, "Her father won’t die for now; in half a year’s ti, our sect will hold a grand competition. If you can beco the chief disciple with your strength, I will tell you everything about the girl."

"As for whether you have the ability to help her by then, that’s beyond my control."

"What!?"

The youth frowned and said: "I’ve only been here for a month, and you want to take first place in the competition? Plus, my seniority isn’t enough to command respect!"

"Seniority, my foot. Our Evil dicine Sect has always valued strength; if your fists are strong, you will be the highly esteed senior brother!"

"Believe in yourself, you can do it, the Innate Formless Demon Body is not just a saying."

The Evil Pharmacist said with a smirk.

"Fine, I accept!"

Bail Qingling gritted his teeth and said: "In half a year’s ti, I will beco the chief disciple, and you will tell everything. Don’t go back on your word!"

"Good luck, kid. The stronger your demon body gets, the more excited I will be!"

The Evil Pharmacist said with an evil smile.

"Brother, can you stop the noise and just kill this noisy brat, it’s hard for to sleep after coming to the Eastern Continent."

Just then, a voice eerily similar to the Evil Pharmacist’s ca forth.

At this mont, not only Bail Qingling in the screen.

Even the outside audience widened their eyes.

They realized then that there was a person lying on the tall Magic Ancestor Chi You statue!

Under the dim candlelight, this person had the sa appearance as the Evil Pharmacist!

Isn’t this...

"What the hell! It’s the familiar Fierce Tiger Taoist!"

"Indeed! It’s him! I would recognize him even if he turned to ash! He was the Hall Master of Raksasa Palace, killed by Lord Bai with poison!"

"No way! They are brothers! No wonder they look alike!"

"I get it! Lord Bai poisoned Fierce Tiger Taoist because he saw him in his childhood!"

"Whoa! Another shocking revelation unfolding! The plot is getting more exciting!"

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With Fierce Tiger Taoist’s appearance.

The sweet and pure romantic atmosphere turned into a suspenseful and terrifying drama again!

The entire audience was shocked.

On the high platform, including Sect Master Ye Hongyi, the Cangming Sect’s upper echelons sat up straight, repeatedly confirming if this person was indeed Fierce Tiger Taoist!

Yes.

With the plot reaching this point, it was no longer just Bail Qingling’s mory!

But a matter related to the highest secrets of the entire Cangming Sect!

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After a wave of fluctuations.

The scene changed again.

It was a bustling martial arts arena, unlike today’s Heavenly Demon Square of Cangming Sect.

A pale-skinned, tall, and handso youth stood arrogantly with his hands behind his back in the center of the ring.

Half a year of training had made him taller.

The previously weak and thin body now had perfect muscle lines.

At this mont.

Beneath him were the defeated opponents, moaning on the stretchers.

Then, a familiar voice sounded:

"As everyone here can see!"

"The newly admitted inner sect disciple Bail Qingling has outperford everyone and won the ultimate victory!"

"According to the rules set for this arena, he should be the chief disciple of our new generation in the Evil dicine Sect!"

The Evil Pharmacist, dressed in a white robe, walked onto the stage with a smile and handed the silver ring symbolizing the chief disciple to the youth with what seed to be a caring gesture.

The youth took it coldly, barely glancing at the Evil Pharmacist, and headed straight towards the crowd below.

He eventually made his way through the cheering crowd and found the sorrowful girl at the end.

The girl nad "Rong’er."

"Rong’er, why are you here?"

The youth said with concern.

"Brother Qingling..."

The girl’s beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and her usually smiling face now had a rare sorrowful expression, invoking pity:

"My father... has passed away."

With that.

The girl could no longer contain her grief, dropped all her pretense, and threw herself into the youth’s broad chest!