Hun Xiu wore a beaming smile. When his chubby face broke into a grin, his eyes vanished instantly, making for a rather comical sight.
"Fellow Daoist, this poor daoist has come to borrow something from you!"
"Something?"
Hearing this, Taiyi Zhenren asked curiously, "What does Fellow Daoist wish to borrow?"
Borrow something? Borrow? Not to mention that he had nothing to lend—he would not lend it even if he did.
Taiyi Zhenren had heard a little about the Western Sect's style of conduct. If they took a liking to something, all it took was one sentence—"This item is fated with my Western Sect"—and they would simply seize it.
Not just objects, but people as well! Lending something to the Western Sect? It would probably be a loan never returned.
He, Taiyi Zhenren, was no charity boy. He would not lend anything to the Western Sect! Hun Xiu smiled as he said, "this poor daoist wishes to borrow Fellow Daoist's life."
"Hm?"
Hun Xiu said it with a smile, without the slightest trace of killing intent. When his words reached Taiyi Zhenren's ears, Taiyi Zhenren froze in astonishment, unable to process them for a moment.
A few seconds later.
After quite a while.
Only then did Taiyi Zhenren gradually come back to his senses. Looking at Hun Xiu, he said, "Fellow Daoist Maitreya, what did you say?"
Hun Xiu continued smiling. "I want to borrow Fellow Daoist's life."
The surroundings had already been silently sealed off by him. Taiyi Zhenren had no way to escape.
At this moment.
Taiyi Zhenren was like a turtle trapped in a jar. He no longer had any chance of fleeing. All that awaited him was the fate of being slaughtered.
"Hahahaha!"
Upon hearing Hun Xiu's words, Taiyi Zhenren initially thought he had misheard. But after