Reverse-Master Captures-Disciple Tune: Who Doesn't Have a Backup Plan? (10) Third Update!

Bang!

Bang!

The doors of two rooms in the courtyard were kicked open, and several people surged out right after. They were all dressed in black, but their aura was clearly much stronger than those cannon fodder from just now.

Suddenly, a barefoot, hunched-over person walked out from a room behind Qing Ya that looked like a latrine, leaning on a skull-headed cane as he limped over.

His head was bald, with long wisps of white hair hanging down on both sides of his forehead, making him look extremely eerie.

Only then did Yun Yao realize that this aura had been coming from this old thing.

"Nascent Soul Venerable... No wonder you're so confident. So the real trump card was hidden in the back."

"Senior Mad Demon, what do you think of this person?" Qing Ya glanced at Yun Yao and asked.

"Mm, not bad, not bad. Mid-stage Golden Core, abundant lifespan, fine and fragrant, smooth and tender—top-grade ingredients. The items at home all ought to be replaced. Her head would be just right for a lantern, and her limbs could be made into stool legs."

Mad Demon Daoist, just as his name implied, was an out-and-out madman and devil. He liked eating human flesh and making furniture through cruel methods.

It was said that the house he built back then had a roof pieced together bit by bit from human breastbones, and the wine brewed in his home was all made with human eyes.

In his creed, people only had two roads: either be a person, or know how to be made into a person.

Clearly, he had chosen the latter, knowing how to be made into a person.

The Dynasty had been offering a bounty on this old fellow for many years. Who would have thought he would