Jin Bingyun's expression changed slightly. She was not afraid of death, but what woman would want to die in such a humiliating way? What was more, it would ruin the lifetime of work her master had devoted himself to. How could she truly remain unmoved?
"Just find anyone?" Song Qingshu wore a strange expression. This turn of events was somewhat beyond his expectations.
"What, do you want to do it?" The Sky-Connecting Shaman shot him a sidelong glance.
Song Qingshu hurriedly waved his hands. "I don't have a death wish." What a joke. He had no intention of letting Pang Ban benefit from all his cultivation.
"I figured you wouldn't dare." The Sky-Connecting Shaman sneered repeatedly.
"You say that as though you'd dare." Song Qingshu looked thoroughly depressed.
The Sky-Connecting Shaman ignored him and said as she pondered, "How about finding a beggar off the streets? No, a beggar has no cultivation. Pang Ban might not fall for it. Hmm, better find some third-rate martial artist. That way, Pang Ban won't notice at first, and once he begins using his demonic art to plant the demonic seed, it will be too late for regret. Hahahaha."
As she listened to them discuss her miserable fate, Jin Bingyun's face alternated between red and white. She shut her eyes and circulated her inner energy, intending to sever her own heart meridians, but the Sky-Connecting Shaman had long been on guard against this. In an instant, she sealed several more of Jin Bingyun's acupoints.
"The Demon Master Palace's martial arts truly have some unique qualities," the Sky-Connecting Shaman said in amazement. "You actually broke through your sealed acupoints so quickly and regained the ability to kill yourself."
Jin Bingyun snapped, "You are both dignified Grandmasters, yet you use such despicable and shameless methods against