After thoroughly cursing Chen Changsheng's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart, Liu Yidao looked pitifully at Cui Hao Yu and said,
"Senior, you're a good man."
"You wouldn't just watch me walk down this Dead End Road, would you?"
"I know many people have their prejudices against me, but I swear to heaven, I, Liu Yidao, truly want to do good."
Faced with Liu Yidao's plea, Cui Hao Yu sighed softly.
"Sorry. I can't help you with this."
"I'm a sword cultivator. Handling this sort of thing isn't my strength."
"Before Sir used his methods, I might have been able to try cutting the brand off you with my sword."
"But now that his methods are in place, I can't draw my sword."
"Why?"
"Because his methods are unusual. They've become completely fused with you."
"If I strike, you'll die!"
At that answer, Liu Yidao's urge to curse someone reached its peak.
"Then could you strike after Senior Changsheng's methods wear off?"
"That won't work either!"
"By the time his methods wear off, the brand will have fully stabilized. Even my sword won't be able to cut it away."
Liu Yidao: "..."
Cui Hao Yu's answer left Liu Yidao speechless.
After three breaths, Liu Yidao turned to Chen Xiao. "Your god-grandfather and my second master are both scum."
"No wonder my second master always says your god-grandfather is the Number One Demon Cultivator Under Heaven."
"If Senior Cui hadn't told me the truth, I'd probably have thanked him even as I died."
Chen Xiao ignored Liu Yidao and turned to Cui Hao Yu instead.
"Senior, if I understand you correctly, if I keep following my original path,"
"then I won't be able to comprehend the laws and enter the Immortal Venerable Realm."
"And if I can't enter the Immortal