Chapter 893 - 110: Revenge

Chapter 893: Chapter 110: Revenge

"Hmph, where is all the hassle needed to deal with you?" Shi Dazhu rolled his eyes and said arrogantly, "That place truly is a Blessed Land Grotto Heaven, still retaining an Ancient Barrier. Although it has weakened a lot, it is still pretty good. If it weren’t for this monster suddenly awakening, our Dragon Pattern Sect wouldn’t just have me left."

The Dragon Pattern Sect was originally a top Beast Taming Sect. Loose Cultivators didn’t just pop out from stone crevices; many were from large sects, but they couldn’t keep up with times and gradually declined in numbers, some exterminated, some becoming Loose Cultivators.

"Hehe, were you guys initially planning to tame it to restore your sect’s glory, not expecting the Black Flood Dragon to have a trace of divinity, breaking through the restrictions of the law?" Gan Jiu laughed.

"You know quite a lot, eh? What a pity, all efforts were futile!" Shi Dazhu lamented, "This beast’s intelligence is akin to a human, very cunning."

Initially, they believed the Black Flood Dragon would also be suppressed by the law, at most a Peak of Grade Four Demon Beast. No matter how strong its body was, there had to be a method, so they took turns studying the Black Flood Dragon’s habits. For instance, it couldn’t come out during the day, only at night. But when they actually took action, they realized the Black Flood Dragon was luring them to make a move, as it couldn’t stray too far from the Endless Abyssal Pool.

"A creature of this level was most likely sealed there by an ancient mighty being and has only recently awakened. Anyway, that’s not our concern. With this ace up our sleeve, if anyone dares to sabotage our plans, we’ll kill them." Gan Jiu laughed.

"Hmph, once I figure this out and subdue the Black Flood Dragon, our Dragon Pattern Sect will definitely return to the Divine Land..." As he said this, Shi Dazhu’s face turned dark, "You damn poisoned me again..."

Fatty Nine licked his lips with a grin, "You think I can’t poison him to death? I want to kill you both together."

Shi Dazhu’s clothes suddenly burst open, an Ancient Dragon tattoo emerging on his back, seemingly alive. Fatty Nine’s dagger was already stabbing toward Shi Dazhu when clank...

The black iron rod of unknown material blocked the dagger, and with a reverse hand, the black rod struck out like lightning, directly blasting Gan Jiu into the corner. Gan Jiu was also pale, cautiously watching Shi Dazhu, who likewise dared not move, the tattoo on his back continually writhing, black blood beads oozing from the tattoo, causing Fatty Nine’s face to change drastically. Damn, this old antique of the Dragon Pattern Sect even had this trump card.

Quickly, he pulled out a purple gourd from his bosom, opened it, and blew hard. A green smoke rushed towards Shi Dazhu, who had already broken through the wall, but the smoke still pursued him. Whenever touched by the smoke, it instantly made a sizzling sound.

"Fatty Nine, you even used Soul-Devouring Smoke, fine, if I don’t skewer you like candied fruit today, I’m your grandson from now on!" Shi Dazhu lowly roared; blood starting to seep from his ears and nose. Though he roared, he didn’t immediately make a move, stalling time to detoxify; the more Spiritual Power was used, the deeper this damn stuff burrowed into the bones.

Gan Jiu walked out of the house with a grin, the Soul-Devouring Smoke acting like it had Spirituality, blocking Shi Dazhu’s retreat, "Idiot Zhu, it’s useless, obediently sign the contract with me, and I’ll spare your life. Otherwise, your Dragon Pattern Sect will disappear from the history of the Divine Land."

"Hehe, come and try me. Even if I risk my life, I can kill you." Shi Dazhu, holding the black rod, stared unblinkingly at Gan Jiu while the tattoo on his back continued to expel the poison.

Expressions constantly shifted on Gan Jiu’s chubby face. Just now, that rod hit heavily; he also feared what desperate moves Shi Dazhu might still have. Being struck wouldn’t be worth it. Also, he didn’t expect the opponent to have hidden a detoxifying ability. Who knows what other powers that tattoo might have? Legend has it that practitioners from the Beast Taming Sect all have a Life Beast capable of avenging their master.

For two years, the two had been probing each other but never managed to kill the other.

Suddenly, Gan Jiu laughed, sheathing the dagger and retracting the Soul-Devouring Smoke, "Just kidding, a regular spar. Didn’t expect your poison resistance to improve so much. Is it your Life Beast’s resistance? No, did you transfer the poison to your Life Beast?"

Shi Dazhu slowly put away the rod, "With you poisoning me every few days, I would’ve died if I weren’t resilient!"

"Well, I can’t be blamed either. I got beaten by you in the middle of the night. No Poison Master is this tough." Gan Jiu rolled his eyes and said, "We’re all Loose Cultivators; no one should play the victim."

Shi Dazhu pursed his lips, controlling his emotions to let his Life Beast expel the poison from his body. Once expelled, he had to beat him up.

Suddenly, something sprouted from under his feet, followed swiftly by losing footing, being pulled up by the Spiritual Rope. Gan Jiu and Shi Dazhu’s expressions changed drastically. Just as they were about to make a move, loops of Spiritual Rope instantly bound them tightly.

Li Xin suspended them upside down under the eaves. Gan Jiu and Shi Dazhu exchanged looks, seeing the deep fear in each other’s eyes: "Master Xin, what’s going on? Please put us down; this is too humiliating."

Since Li Xin returned, it indicated he hadn’t encountered the Black Flood Dragon. Gan Jiu reacted swiftly.

Li Xin smiled, pinning with the stick in his hand. Its material was very unique, extremely heavy in hand. He thrust it forcefully into Gan Jiu’s stomach, causing Gan Jiu to instantly gasp in pain.

Shi Dazhu hurriedly wiggled his body, "Not my doing, it was all his idea. Earlier, he even poisoned me, trying to silence me."

Li Xin smiled and pressed a finger to his lips, "Shh, I’m not in the mood to hear you talk right now."

The Spiritual Rope silenced both, fear finally showing in Gan Jiu and Shi Dazhu’s eyes.

"I recently gained new insights into the Bone-Scraping Soul Refining Hand, integrating the meridian operations of the Divine Land. You should feel honored to be the first to experience the results."

As Li Xin walked towards Fatty Nine, Fatty Nine desperately twisted, like a captured worm. When Li Xin’s hand touched Fatty Nine, tapping a few spots, the wriggling instantly stopped. Seconds later, the whole body began to shake wildly, every part of the body trembling, pants instantly wet. Despite this, Fatty Nine still convulsed incessantly, body twisting without discrimination.

The Night Patrol’s methods, combined with the meridian reversal technique, indeed seemed more effective.

Li Xin arrived before Shi Dazhu. Seeing Gan Jiu’s body still further convulsing, Shi Dazhu broke out in a cold sweat, way more frightened than by Fatty Nine’s poisoning earlier. This hillbilly was ruthlessly vicious; the outside Evil Cultivators were utterly without scruples.

A foul smell emerged; Fatty Nine had soiled himself.

Li Xin wrinkled his brow, "He didn’t clean up well, did he?"

Shi Dazhu trembled all over, his face pale. Just how painful must it be?

The Night Patrol’s interrogation techniques were exceedingly formidable. To deal with the Fallen without ample lethality wasn’t feasible. Night Patrol also constantly evolved their techniques, and in the end, the most effective was this Bone-Scraping Soul Refining technique, and then the Soul Searching Technique, though the Soul Searching Technique meant the person was no longer.

Just as Li Xin was about to speak, he saw that Fatty Nine had fainted and couldn’t help but frown. Going to the water jar, he scooped a ladle of water and splashed Fatty Nine awake. As soon as Fatty Nine opened his eyes, the gnawing pain returned, and after hesitating two or three seconds, the fat body began twisting at high speed again.

Li Xin returned to Shi Dazhu, "I’m now going to ask questions; I hope your answers satisfy me."

Shi Dazhu nodded frantically. Li Xin released Shi Dazhu’s mouth, "What is that pool?"

"An ancient relic of a Blessed Land Grotto Heaven, brimming with Spiritual Energy." Shi Dazhu hurriedly replied.

"How did you discover it, while the surrounding sects remained unaware?" Li Xin asked calmly.

"The terrain is concealed, shielded by an Ancient Array. It used to be ordinary, only recently becoming different." Shi Dazhu answered.

Li Xin lit a cigarette, glancing at Gan Jiu still relentlessly writhing, clearly dissatisfied with this answer.

Shi Dazhu shivered slightly, "Our sect is the Beast Taming Sect. We felt traces of an Array while looking for Spiritual Spring Water nearby and discovered it through exploration. Later, I camouflaged it a bit, making it hard to detect."