Wu Chao's Excitement

"Remember, the one who wants to kill you is a venerable from the Holy Land. It has nothing to do with me. I can make a Great Heart Demon Oath to that effect!"

On the squat toilet in the Blackstone residence, Hongku raised three fingers and swore to the heavens.

Zhang Xuezhou had to admit, this was the first time he had seen someone swear an oath while squatting on the toilet.

"Go on! Swear all you like. If you're lying to us, you'll have to squat on the toilet for the rest of your life!" Zhang Xuezhou shouted.

"If I'm killing you with my own hands, I can squat on the toilet until the day I die. I haven't even had the thought of killing you!"

Hongku held up three fingers.

His expression was deadly serious.

Cultivators did not make grave oaths lightly. This had nothing to do with superstition born of fear; rather, they needed to keep their own thoughts from playing tricks on them. Otherwise, one day, while cultivating, a sudden train of thought might bring on hallucinations and cause Qi Deviation.

After swearing his oath, Hongku even bit his finger and drew blood.

The sight made Zhang Xuezhou's teeth ache.

"It really wasn't you killing your students from behind the scenes?" Zhang Xuezhou asked doubtfully.

"Why would I kill you? I'd love nothing more than for you to live forever," Hongku said. "Sometimes I can even sense the dangers you might encounter, and I hope my modest efforts can help you pull through."

"Did you sense the danger I was going to face?"

"No!"

"What about Senior Brother Wu Chao?"

"Yes!"

"Huh?"

Zhang Xuezhou was startled.

If Hongku was not killing his students, someone else had to be trying to kill Wu Chao.

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