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[But when the two of them faced off, your martial uncle chose to forfeit, handing over the Black Tortoise Immortal Nectar that countless experts would have fought tooth and nail to obtain.]

The Contract Ceremony continued. Li Zi had already drunk more than a dozen bottles of medicinal liquid and taken three Medicinal Pills.

Without the Demon-Refining Sect's unique technique for regulating Spiritual Power, Li Zi would have burst apart long ago.

The system paused, and Li Zi could not help asking, [Why did my martial uncle do that?]

The Demon-Refining Sect Master shot Sect Master Jiang a reproachful look.

She had not understood it back then either, but Sect Master Jiang had refused to say a word about it.

Ever since, she had found him particularly hard to stomach.

A grown man had fought through brambles and thorns, overcome obstacle after obstacle, and come within one step of his goal. Yet he had handed it to someone else just like that.

He had been irresponsible toward himself!

[That male cultivator said his younger sister desperately needed the Black Tortoise Immortal Nectar to save her life. Without it, she would die. He was going to risk his life to win, no matter how terrible the price.]

Sect Master Jiang's eyes flickered.

The system's words had dredged up a memory he had buried deep.

What had that man made him feel back then?

Darkness. Bone-chilling cold. A madness twisted to its limits in the man's eyes.

At that moment, the man's desire had reached its peak.

It had made him think of a venomous snake lurking in the shadows—one that would never give up until it got what it wanted. Once it fixed its gaze on you, you would never shake it off.

He had made that choice not merely out