Eternal Life by Daily Divination - Chapter 185 - 168: Fugui is Shocked, Pei Yingyao Admits Her Mistake
Chapter 185: Chapter 168: Fugui is Shocked, Pei Yingyao Admits Her Mistake
“Daoist Li, in three days, I will return for your answer.”
After reaching an agreement, Mo Chen said no more and walked straight out of the dark room.
He did not linger in the Black Market, quickly leaving and heading toward Yellow Crane Immortal City.
However, halfway there, Li Chang’an’s figure suddenly appeared before him.
“Daoist Li?”
Mo Chen’s expression turned wary. He quietly took out his Magical Artifact and stared at Li Chang’an.
“Have you already made up your mind? Do you intend to sign the Spirit Contract with me now?”
“Not quite. Are you aware that Elder Wang Fu’an once did me a great service? And yet you want me to kill his disciple.”
Upon hearing this, Mo Chen’s face changed drastically.
He never would have imagined that hiring a Tribulation Cultivator would lead him to one who had received his own master’s favor.
WHOOSH!
Without a moment’s hesitation, he turned and fled!
’As long as I can get back to the Black Market, I’ll be safe.’
’There’s a rule against fighting in the Black Market.’
But he hadn’t gotten far when a thick black fog completely engulfed him.
“Daoist Li, spare me!”
Mo Chen’s face was filled with terror as he hastily begged for mercy.
He had long heard of Li Fan’s reputation and knew he was no match. A direct confrontation would be a death sentence, but begging for his life offered a sliver of hope.
In the next instant, two souls at the Qi Refining Ninth Layer appeared before him.
Mo Chen wouldn’t be a match even for one of them alone.
Let alone two.
In the blink of an eye, he was tightly bound, stripped of all ability to resist.
’He’s not killing me?’
Mo Chen thought to himself as a glimmer of hope sparked in his heart.
A moment later, the surrounding black fog dispersed.
Li Chang’an, holding the Venerable Soul Banner, walked up to him and spoke coldly.
“I want to know why you want to kill Elder Wang Fu’an’s disciple. If you utter a single false word, you’ll be joining my Venerable Soul Banner.”
As he spoke, he gave a command to the Ten Thousand Poison Gu in his sleeve, ordering it to release some toxins that would agitate the emotions.
“Daoist Li, spare me! I am also Elder Wang’s disciple!”
At this point, Mo Chen didn’t dare hide anything.
After the brief struggle, his disguise had been torn away, revealing his true face.
“My name is Mo Chen. I am Elder Wang’s second disciple.”
“Oh?”
Li Chang’an seemed a little surprised.
He asked lightly, “Since you are fellow disciples, why try to kill each other? Is it to fight over some Treasure?”
“Yes, Daoist Li, you’ve guessed correctly.”
Mo Chen’s face paled slightly as he confessed everything.
His talent was not high.
Without a great opportunity or his master’s help, he would never have a chance at Foundation Establishment in this lifetime.
“I originally thought that since Master doesn’t have much time left, the four of us could divide his Treasures equally after he died. But Master is just too biased toward Xu Fugui!”
As he spoke, a hint of resentment crept into Mo Chen’s voice.
The toxins from the Ten Thousand Poison Gu were gradually taking effect.
His motive was more or less what Li Chang’an had guessed.
In the face of Treasure, the so-called bond between fellow disciples was fragile enough to shatter at a single touch!
Mo Chen continued, “I’ve tried to get him several times, but never succeeded. Last time, I went so far as to hire a disciple of the Five Poison Wanderer to poison him at the banquet. I was on the verge of success, but that sworn brother of his, Li Chang’an, ruined everything!”
“So you want to kill Li Chang’an as well?”
“Yes!”
Hearing this, another of Li Chang’an’s questions was answered.
The Poison Cultivator from the last banquet had indeed been hired by Mo Chen.
It was he who had provided the Poison Cultivator with the information that Wang Fu’an would be leaving the restaurant to visit a friend.
Thinking of this, Li Chang’an asked coldly, “You hired a Poison Cultivator. You didn’t just want to kill Xu Fugui, did you?”
“That’s right, I want to kill them all!”
Mo Chen clenched his fists, his words full of resentment.
Li Chang’an asked again, “I heard that Elder Wang’s third disciple died in a Secret Realm. Were you involved in that?”
“Yes, I did it!”
At this moment, Mo Chen was filled with resentment and his emotions were extremely volatile, so he quickly confessed to the matter.
He had spared no expense to hire Lu Yuanji, the Big Master of Black Wind Mountain, and had revealed Gu Shanxing’s whereabouts to him.
Lu Yuanji was a veteran of the Qi Refining Ninth Layer with a deep foundation. Killing Gu Shanxing, who had only recently advanced to the Qi Refining Ninth Layer, was more than easy for him.
Furthermore, the poisoning of his eldest martial sister, Tang Suran, was also related to him.
It was he who had revealed Tang Suran’s location to those Poison Cultivators.
“My eldest martial sister and third martial brother are both geniuses! They could have reached Foundation Establishment even without Master’s help. But geniuses like that deserve to die!”
Mo Chen gritted his teeth, his emotions growing more and more agitated.
His face was warped by jealousy.
“All geniuses deserve to die! Only after they’re all dead will I have my chance to shine!”
“Once all the geniuses are dead, then I’ll be the new genius!”
“Only then will the elders be willing to nurture me…”
Mo Chen’s eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was hoarse.
Under the influence of the toxins, he had become somewhat crazed.
He stared at Li Chang’an and roared, “Daoist Li, you should be able to understand me! Everyone says your talent is average and your strength is mediocre, that you only get by because of your Venerable Soul Banner! You and I are the same kind of person. We’re not geniuses!”
Hearing this, Li Chang’an let out a cold laugh.
“It’s true I’m not a genius. But why should I understand you?”
With that said, he casually waved his hand, sending out a burst of Spiritual Power.
With a CRACK, Mo Chen’s head flew into the air, a trace of madness still lingering on his face.
Li Chang’an made a casual gesture, tossing his soul into the Venerable Soul Banner.
Afterward, he walked to the side and picked up a Memory Stone.
He had placed this Memory Stone here at the very beginning of the interrogation.
After that, every single word Mo Chen said was recorded in its entirety by the Memory Stone.
’Although Fugui has become more tactful than before, he still has too little experience and doesn’t understand the wickedness of the human heart. Hopefully, this stone will help him see some things more clearly.’
