Luo Shiqi swore he had never seen anyone with yang energy more abundant than Jiang Wangzu's.
In his eyes, Jiang Wangzu was like a sun radiating ten thousand zhang of light, dazzlingly bright.
In the eyes of that strange beast, the Water Ghoul, it was probably the same.
That brute was now at a critical point in its transformation.
As long as it kept eating people, it could strengthen itself.
But if it wanted to complete that ultimate leap, it still needed something greatly nourishing.
For example, a Blood Qi Realm martial cultivator in his prime, brimming with vitality.
Or, for example, a natural-born oddity like Jiang Wangzu.
Compared with a Blood Qi Realm martial cultivator, Jiang Wangzu was much easier to kill!
"What?"
"It... it... it... why would it set its sights on me?"
"Could it be because I'm handsome?"
"It can't be a female Water Ghoul, can it?"
Jiang Wangzu could not understand it at all.
Could being handsome really be my fault too?
Luo Shiqi: "..."
He had never seen such a shameless person before.
"It set its sights on you because the yang energy on your body is abundant."
"To a strange beast like that, one that wants to walk the path of demons and monsters, you're a walking great tonic."
"Once it leaves Dragon River to look for you, you'll die without a doubt!"
Luo Shiqi's voice was like a life-claiming curse as it fell on Jiang Wangzu.
"You can definitely save me, right?"
Jiang Wangzu looked at Luo Shiqi and spoke in an extremely certain tone.
A script!
It was all a script!
A routine!
Every damn bit of it was a routine!
"I can't save you!"
"There's no saving you!"
"Just wait to die!"
Luo Shiqi spoke with absolute certainty.
"Unless you leave Shen City right now, and the farther away you get from that evil beast, the better."
"But even then, remember this: whatever you do, don't walk by the water. Maybe it'll pop its head out from somewhere and eat you."
"If you don't want to leave Shen City, then you'd better pray that when this evil beast leaves Dragon River, some top-tier martial cultivation expert makes a move and suppresses it."
Luo Shiqi added another sentence.
"Can two Force Realm martial artists keep me from dying?"
Jiang Wangzu fell silent for a few seconds first, then asked.
"Perhaps."
Hearing that, Luo Shiqi thought for a moment, then nodded.
"Old Master Chen, Beauty Han, I'm counting on you!"
Jiang Wangzu muttered inwardly.
He had never imagined that he had long since been locked onto by the strange beast Water Ghoul at Dragon River Pier.
Just what kind of grudge, what kind of grievance was this?!
It was all damn well Golden Dual Kidneys' fault!
No, it was all damn well the Iron Crotch Technique's fault!
No, it was all damn well that damned Chen Tai's fault!
Yes!
It was Chen Tai!
He was the true culprit behind it all!
"Right, how did you tell that my yang energy was abundant? You didn't even take my pulse or feel my bones, yet you were so certain?"
Jiang Wangzu asked, a little curious.
"Because I'm also a born anomaly. I was born with yin-yang eyes, so I can see things ordinary people can't."
Luo Shiqi puffed out his chest and pointed at his own eyes.
His eyes looked no different from an ordinary person's, yet within them black and white were distinctly divided, like the yin and yang of taiji.
"My grandma said dogs can also see things ordinary people can't."
Jiang Wangzu spoke from the heart.
Luo Shiqi: "..."
There was really no continuing this conversation!
That little mouth of yours just kept flapping, as if it had been tempered in poison!
"Ahahahaha!"
"Just kidding."
"Brother Luo, why are you called Luo Shiqi?"
"Is it because you rank seventeenth in your family?"
Jiang Wangzu laughed a few times and hurriedly changed the subject.
"No."
"I was a refugee. I begged all the way to Shen City, and Master felt my bones and read my fate. He said I was suited to the trade of corpse burner."
"So I followed Master and began learning the craft, becoming a corpse-burning apprentice."
"My surname is Luo. Master gave me a new name, Luo Shiqi."
"Because before me, he had already taken sixteen apprentices, and all of them had died violent deaths because of various accidents."
"If I died too, he might never find a true heir to inherit his mantle in his entire life."
"But even he didn't expect that I would succeed."
Luo Shiqi said it expressionlessly, as if he were talking about something perfectly ordinary.
"The casualty rate in the corpse-burning trade is truly too high."
Jiang Wangzu was also somewhat stunned when he heard this.
"Brother Jiang."
"We've put Brother Xing's body away."
Ma Gan and Hei Pi returned from the mortuary and said.
"Mm-hm."
"Brother Luo and I still have something to discuss. You two go outside and wait first."
Jiang Wangzu said to the two of them.
The two answered yes.
Neither of them wanted to stay in this gloomy, yin-chilled Corpse Burning Room.
"Are you short on money?"
Luo Shiqi glanced at Jiang Wangzu and asked.
"Isn't that a load of nonsense?"
"Who isn't short on money?"
"And who would complain about having too much?"
"What, are you thinking of giving me a discount?"
Jiang Wangzu smiled when he heard this.
"Let me draw half a bowl of your blood. Not only will I waive the corpse-burning fee, I'll also give you an extra hundred silver dollars!"
"What do you think?"
Luo Shiqi looked at Jiang Wangzu, a strange light flashing in his eyes.
It was as if he were looking at a rare treasure.
Jiang Wangzu felt his scalp prickle under his stare.
"Half a bowl of blood for a hundred silver dollars?"
"Who do you think I am, Xu Sanguan?"
"Even if you gave me ten thousand silver dollars, I still wouldn't sell!"
Who knew what this gloomy, especially vampire-like Luo Shiqi wanted to do with his blood!
This was a world with supernatural powers, after all.
If the other party took his blood and cursed him with it, turning him into a puppet or something, wouldn't he be screwed?
"If you're not buying, forget it. Pay up, then come back for the ashes in one double-hour."
Luo Shiqi also knew he might have been a bit rash.
He glanced toward the direction of his bedroom.
Inside the room was a red-lacquered coffin, bound tight with thick chains.
Something that could not bear the light seemed to be trapped inside the coffin.
Every now and then, the coffin even shook twice, making the chains clink softly.
"They all say you're a silent gourd, the kind who wouldn't fart even if kicked with three webbed feet."
"But why are you saying so much to me?"
"I think your wine cup is raised for another's pleasure."
"Why don't you tell me what you want my blood for?"
"If it's not something that will harm me, I could consider it."
"But my blood really is precious. One hundred silver dollars for half a bowl is absolutely out of the question!"
Jiang Wangzu had just taken out the one-hundred-silver-dollar banknote Chen Tai had given him from his clothes, but after carefully thinking over all the details since he stepped into the Corpse Burning Room, he stuffed the banknote back inside.
"Your blood is the hardest yang, the fiercest sun. I need to refine your blood into Evil-Suppressing Spirit Blood to suppress a certain object of great evil!"
"Once this object of great evil escapes, the consequences will be beyond imagining."
"I only have five hundred silver dollars on me right now. What do you—"
Before Luo Shiqi could finish speaking, he found Jiang Wangzu's arm slung directly around his shoulders.
"We're all brothers here!"
"Why say such distant things?"
"Five hundred silver dollars it is. I'll sell you half a bowl of blood—just treat it as charity!"
Jiang Wangzu changed his tune faster than flipping a book.
Half a bowl of blood for five hundred silver dollars.
It really was worth it!
At Shen City Western Hospital, blood sold for one silver dollar per one hundred milliliters, and the hospital even took half as its cut.
That meant a blood seller had to sell two hundred milliliters just to get one silver dollar.
If they were not at the end of their rope, no one would be willing to take that step.
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