Chen Changsheng's unexpected move made the statue obediently shut its mouth.
Seeing that the statue had fallen silent, Chen Changsheng swayed the fishing rod as he spoke.
"Now I don't want to ask you any questions. You have ten breaths to convince me not to kill you."
"When those ten breaths are up, if you still haven't convinced me, I guarantee you'll die a miserable death."
Hearing this, the statue sneered. "The karma fire on you soars to the heavens. Of course I know you'll make me die miserably."
"But you underestimate me too much. Can you really kill me?"
"You have nine breaths left."
"Stop putting on a bluff. If you really wanted to kill me, you would have done it just now. Why wait until now?"
"Eight breaths!"
"You're dreaming if you think you can get anything out of my mouth."
"Seven breaths!"
"What do you want to ask? Say it already!"
"How am I supposed to answer if you won't say anything?"
As the time grew shorter and shorter, the statue began to lose its composure.
Yet Chen Changsheng, fishing rod in hand, continued his icy countdown.
"Six breaths!"
"Killing someone is no more than making their head hit the ground!"
"I did lose to you because my skills were inferior, but we're both beings of standing, after all."
"How can I accept being humiliated by you like this?"
"Five breaths!"
"I know you cultivate the Eight Nine Mysterious Technique. I can tell you where the Second Volume of Eight Nine Mysterious Technique is."
Chen Changsheng visibly paused at the statue's words.
Seeing this, the statue hurriedly said, "One Qi, Three Purities is part of the first volume, but the Eight Nine Mysterious Technique has seventy-two pages in total."
"These seventy-two Golden Pages are divided into nine