The Great Yan Martial Saint: Starting with the Eight Extremities Fist
Chapter 170

Crisis

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(Important notice, P.S.: I wasn't satisfied with the previous chapter or the subsequent outline, so I scrapped them and rewrote everything! The previous chapter has been revised. Dear readers, please reread Chapter 168. Thank you!)

"But afterward, I compensated you with plenty of heavenly treasures, and five years later, I gave you a Profound Insight Pill as compensation too!" Yu Ruoyun said.

At the time, Lu Zhou had said it made no difference and that he would obey the sect's decision. Who would have thought he had nursed that grudge for so many years!

"What good was compensating me afterward? If you'd given it to me ten years ago, I might have broken through to that realm long ago! Yu Ruoyun, this is all because of you!" Lu Zhou shouted fiercely.

"Even so, you had no right to join the Demonic Sect and betray our sect!"

"What's wrong with joining the Demonic Sect? They could restore my vitality, heal my hidden injuries, and even grant me a Blood Mystic Pill. Tell me, why shouldn't I join them?" Lu Zhou roared with laughter.

As his laughter rang out, an unnatural flush suddenly rose on his face. Then his white hair and beard turned black, inch by inch. His dull, wrinkle-covered face began to smooth out, and his hunched body gradually straightened. From an old man in his seventies, he became someone who looked like a middle-aged man in his forties.

An unusual fragrance also emanated from his body, tinged with the smell of blood.

Yu Ruoyun sucked in a cold breath.

Lu Zhou had secretly cultivated demonic arts to such a degree. Who knew how many living people's blood essence he had devoured, yet Yu Ruoyun had known nothing about it.

"Your treachery defies all morality! Your atrocities offend heaven itself!"

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