As he spoke.
Liu Dongqing silently upheld righteous thoughts, pouring every ripple of the Seven Emotions within his Mud Pill Purple Mansion into the words issuing from his mouth.
When his voice fell.
In an instant, he saw an extreme flush of fury surge across the young man's face.
"How dare you! You vermin!
You merely comprehended a few crude tricks amid mud and dust, yet you dare speak to us lofty mountain cultivators like this?
Good! Good! Good!
I had only meant to kill you swiftly and cleanly, but you just had to wag that filthy tongue!
Since that is the case... Fang has mastered eighteen methods of torture.
You had better stay alive. Even if Fang has to use precious medicines, I will make sure you live well enough to endure all eighteen methods before you weep and beg Fang to kill you!"
Watching the youth react so violently.
It was as if he had never been cursed at in his life.
That extreme fury even made Liu Dongqing feel that, without needing to supplement it with the Heavenly Light Bewildering Spirit technique, his earlier curse of "beast" alone could have driven him into this state of rage.
Such a terrible temper?
Heh...
The worse your temper, the better. I was only afraid you would not get angry!
With that thought.
Liu Dongqing's expression changed again in an instant.
The faintly teasing smile on his face shifted only slightly, yet his entire expression immediately took on an insufferably smug look.
"Cousin, not only does anger harm the liver, but if you face my Seven Emotions Enter the Flame technique in such a state, then suppose... suppose I really win by a hair. Would that not make my victory seem dishonorable...?"
As his voice fell.
The instant Fang Jing