Shao Qiu sat at the foot of the City Wall, staring at the Deep Pit in the opposite rock face in a daze for a long time before saying softly, "Qi Yue, I want to see if I can kill you."
"Could you let me try assassinating you once? I want to see how good you are at defending against assassinations."
"Don't worry. I'll hold back."
Qi Yue stood there, his expression indifferent, and said nothing. He offered no response and did not even glance at Shao Qiu, as though he had heard nothing.
"Hey."
Shao Qiu said irritably, "I'm asking you a question. Can you stop acting so cold and aloof? You were yelling your head off when the Domain Lord shoved that cannon barrel in your face just now. Now you're acting aloof again."
"Everyone heard you."
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The corner of Qi Yue's mouth twitched. Looking embarrassed and displeased, he said, "You can try, but I won't hold back."
"All right, then it's settled. I definitely won't use poison. You can rest easy about that."
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"There's one more thing."
Shao Qiu looked up at Chen Fan, who was deep in thought atop the City Wall behind them, and lowered his voice. "I heard you achieved perfect body tempering when you broke through to Martial King. I want perfect body tempering too."
"You?"
Qi Yue shook his head. "You're not a Demonic Cultivator. You can't use Ten Thousand Swords Tempering the Heart. Taking a Martial King Pill normally will only give you ninety-nine percent body tempering at best."
"I have my own methods. I'm planning to temper my body with Ten Thousand Poisons Devouring the Body. That can achieve perfect body tempering too, but it might hurt a little. I'm worried I won't be able to endure it,