Liu Changgen stared at Li Yang and said:
"I don’t want to die, I want to live.
I want to live to a hundred, no, a hundred and fifty years old!
Sir, do you have a way to extend my life?"
Li Yang t Liu Changgen’s eyes, a curve forming at the corner of his mouth:
"Interesting."
In his Demon Club, there were many demons filled with desire.
So of them wanted to beco beautiful, so wanted to be feared, so were obsessed with music, and so on.
Those bizarre desires shone like the stars in the sky.
The desire of Desire Power must transcend life and death.
Willing to die for music, willing to die to beco beautiful, and so on.
However, he was seeing for the first ti a desire for longevity.
A hint of longing appeared in Liu Changgen’s eyes:
"Sir, can you let live a few more years?"
Li Yang nodded:
"Of course."
Liu Changgen’s eyes widened suddenly:
"Rea...really?"
Black runes appeared in Li Yang’s eyes.
The intense Desire Power surged from Liu Changgen’s body into the black runes.
Li Yang took the Desire Magic Jar from his pocket, the Desire Potion forming within.
In Liu Changgen’s eyes, there was disbelief.
Is this the power of the Extraordinary?
Li Yang held the Desire Magic Jar in his left hand, pouring it into a wine glass on the table.
The abyss-like black liquid slowly dripped into the wine glass.
Liu Changgen couldn’t take his eyes off it.
Because it belonged to his desire.
Li Yang spoke softly:
"Are you ready to pay the price?"
Liu Changgen’s old eyes were fixed on the Desire Potion in the glass.
His sickly face flushed like the last rays of a sunset.
He trembled as he said:
"I’m willing to pay any price."
Li Yang pushed the glass full of Desire Potion in front of Liu Changgen:
"The price is your freedom.
I will enslave your soul for eternity.
Even if you wish for death, I may not grant you that right.
Do you still dare to drink this?"
Liu Changgen’s breath quickened.
No one can remain calm in the face of their desire.
His gaze beca determined:
"I am willing!"
All these years, he seed to be the glorious Patriarch of the Liu Family, but wasn’t he just a humble slave at ho?
Liu Changgen was rely a humble tool for his wife’s family.
Li Yang smiled:
"Then, please enjoy."
Liu Changgen eagerly raised the glass and drank it all in one go!
Li Yang lit a cigarette, waiting for Liu Changgen’s transformation.
The mysterious and supernatural power descended upon Liu Changgen.
He stood up in surprise, looking down at himself:
"Am I cured of my illness?"
Gradually, Liu Changgen sensed sothing was amiss.
He watched in horror as his nails beca hard and long.
His feet grew strong, with gray toenails piercing through his shoes like bone spurs.
He frowned and quickly glanced at a reflective tal pillar nearby.
Liu Changgen saw his current appearance clearly.
Scarlet eyes, a corpse-like face.
A gaunt body, making the hospital gown seem several sizes too big.
His hands and feet were abnormally large, even covered with green hair.
Now, how did he resemble a human?
He appeared to be a humanoid monster in a hospital gown, akin to a zombie!
Profound information flooded into Liu Changgen’s mind.
[Old Corpse Demon]
[A servant in Hell who serves under the Death God, receiving the Death God’s blessing and possessing an extended lifespan.]
[Talent: Absorbing Yang]
[Absorbing Yang: Absorb the Yang Qi of the living to replenish one’s own Yin Qi.]
Liu Changgen stared with scarlet eyes, looking at Li Yang in shock:
"Who... who exactly are you?!"
Li Yang rested his arms on the table, fingers interlocked under his chin:
"I am the director of the Demon Club.
The Ferryman wandering the edge of the mortal world and Hell.
Humans like to call ..."
He paused, then spoke softly and calmly:
"The Death God."
The brief words soon faded in the small bar.
But in Liu Changgen’s mind, they echoed like thunder in an endless void.
Liu Changgen’s mouth dropped in shock.
The Death God?!
The legendary deity?!
This... this...
He had forgotten how to think or what to do next.
Confronted with a god, this was a mortal’s reaction.
At that mont, Li Yang lowered one arm and tapped his fingers on the table.
In an instant, a terrifying pressure descended!
The Tier Four Extraordinary Power, emanating the Death God’s aura, filled the bar with an invisible, dangerous presence!
The emotion of fear ca from all directions, the overwhelming oppression making Liu Changgen struggle to breathe.
Li Yang softly uttered two words:
"Kneel."
Liu Changgen snapped out of his daze, frantically prostrating on the ground, head pressed tightly against the floor.
Sparse hair at his temples sweated, eyes rolling upward, catching a glimpse of Li Yang’s brand-new black shoes.
He dared not harbor any blasphemous thoughts.
Swallowing hard, Liu Changgen spoke in a trembling voice:
"I, Liu Changgen, pledge all my loyalty to Lord Death God!"
A faint smile appeared on Li Yang’s lips.
One of the four major families, the Liu Family, now belonged to him.
This Imperial Capital now had a power of its own.
The Imperial Capital Demon Club would develop much faster because of Liu Changgen’s presence.
Li Yang resud reading his book:
"Go now."
Liu Changgen slowly rose, not daring to raise his head, and walked out.
As he walked, the transformations from demonization gradually returned to normal.
By the ti he reached the door, he was once again the gravely ill old man.
...
That night, lying on the hospital bed, Liu Changgen had a dream.
He dreamt of a cat again.
After becoming an Old Corpse Demon, he felt the strange power on that cat more keenly.
The cat’s strength far exceeded his own.
In the dream, the cat told him that there were seven apostles under the Death God, who traversed the mortal world, managing the Demon Club.
The Demon Club was the Extraordinary Organization of the Death God in the mortal world, tasked with guarding against wicked desires.
The so-called Talisman Sect, Shu Mountain, and Security Administration were laughably trivial in front of the Demon Club.
They were not on the sa level of power.
The cat told Liu Changgen that it was the one who found the Death God for him, granting him the Death God’s blessing, sparing him from the agony of death, so he must be grateful and obedient to it.
It would help Liu Changgen beco a mber of the Demon Club.
From the cat’s words, Liu Changgen inferred that although the apostles were envoys of the Death God, there were conflicts among them.
This cat wanted Liu Changgen to choose a side.
Having been in the Imperial Capital for so many years, he understood this simple truth well.
Liu Changgen imdiately declared that aside from obeying Lord Death God, he would follow the cat’s instructions without question.
The black cat appeared pleased; though it might have lived for endless ages, its mind was still that of a child.
The black cat said, to beco a mber of the Demon Club, one must first contribute sothing.
The black cat said to help it establish the Imperial Capital Demon Club.
In the future, the black cat would assist Liu Changgen in becoming the Great Demon of the Imperial Capital Demon Club, leading it!
The power was absurdly vast, and Liu Changgen deeply desired to beco this so-called Great Demon!
Soon, Liu Changgen awoke with a smile.
He opened his eyes to the dark hospital room.
The sll of disinfectant filled his nose, the ticking of machines in his ears.
Suddenly, Liu Changgen was very afraid.
He feared he had only dread an unrealistic dream.
The so-called Death God, apostles, and the black cat were just fignts of his imagination before death.
In a rush, Liu Changgen looked at his hand.
With a thought, it transford into a robust corpse claw.
"Hahaha, hahahahahaha..."
Maniacal laughter of an elderly man echoed in the hospital room.
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