"How did it go?"
"How many breaths did that brat Lin Zishan last?"
Cao Wenxuan wore a broad smile, every inch a smiling tiger. His dazzling grin concealed a chilling cruelty.
"Greetings, Master Cao..."
"Lin Zishan lasted about a hundred breaths, but the pain knocked him unconscious," Shao Bi said respectfully.
"A hundred breaths?"
Cao Wenxuan's expression froze. "He can endure that much? Looks like I was right about that brat. He's no ordinary man. Once he's undergone the Immortal Scripture's baptism, I'll have to inform Cloud Immortal Maiden and ask her to take a look herself. He might be a sacrifice she'd find satisfactory."
With that, he walked toward Shao Bi again, smiling.
He reached out and pulled her into his arms.
"Well, well... Shao Bi, since we have some free time, how about keeping Master Cao entertained? It's been a while since I came up the mountain. I've missed you to death..."
"Oh, Master Cao, you're so naughty..."
Shao Bi balled her hands into little fists and thumped Cao Wenxuan's chest a few times, but her body sank to a crouch of its own accord.
Meanwhile.
After the two pretty women carried Li Yun away, they took him straight out the rear door of the room and left the courtyard. Then they followed a path behind it and carried him up the mountain.
A much wider expanse stretched across the mountainside, dotted with as many as one or two hundred courtyards.
The two women carried Li Yun into one of them.
They laid him down in a spacious hall.
An old woman with a sinister face led several people into the hall and swept her gaze over Li Yun.
"What's this fellow's name?"
"How long did he withstand the Flame-Burning Pill?"
"I'll report to Old Madam Wang: