"What a vicious oath!"
Qingqing was stunned on the spot, staring at Qin Feng in disbelief.
She'd thought Qin Feng was a loyal, devoted man. Who knew he'd make his sworn brother take such a vicious oath? She could almost understand why Zhao Changsheng was afraid of him.
"Exactly!"
Xiao Bai chimed in. "If you don't know, then swear it!"
"I..."
Zhao Changsheng opened his mouth, unable to stop himself from cursing inwardly.
He knew nothing good ever came of running into Qin Feng. Either Qin Feng treated him like a mule and dragged him out for a stroll, or he got dragged into the Demon Suppression Tower to clear monsters. Now Qin Feng had gone too far and was making him swear a vicious oath, leaving him caught between a rock and a hard place.
At the same time, suspicions began to stir in his mind.
Was Qin Feng really out of options and asking him, or had he learned something and deliberately come to test him?
Otherwise, why was he so certain Zhao Changsheng had a way to increase his lifespan?
"Ding-dong! Congratulations, host! You've forced the Mythical Heavenly Chosen Son into a dilemma. You've received 500,000 Villain Points!"
"You, with your thick eyebrows and honest eyes, Lao Zhao—you really are lying!"
Qin Feng immediately knew what was going on. He continued, "Lao Zhao, others might not know your strength, but do you think I don't? You must have a way to increase your lifespan."
"I really don't!"
Zhao Changsheng was still making one last attempt to resist. He said helplessly, "There are only three ways to increase your lifespan: pills, breakthroughs, and cultivation techniques. There's no fourth way. If you insist that I name one, then the only thing left is demonic cultivation."
"Demonic cultivation?"
Qin Feng