727 The Origin of Wu Dao and Long Shuli
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Wu Dao’s eyes, hidden beneath the black cloak, fixed on Su Jinxuan. In the dim light, his skin appeared dark and spotted, giving him a ferocious and terrifying appearance.
“Are you threatening me?” Su Jinxuan’sbody tensed up. “I… I dare not!”
Though he feared Wu Dao, he was acutely aware that only Wu Dao could save him in his current predicament.
“Master, please save me. Considering the blood shed by both my sister and me for you, I implore you to heal me. I will ensure Su Yingxue’s demise in return!” Su Jinxuan pleaded with all his might.
He resembled a man hanging from a cliff, clinging desperately to any hope of survival.
However, Wu Dao paid him no heed. From his sleeve, he produced a thick needle and callously drew blood from Su Jinxuan.
While Wu Dao’s demeanor remained grim, a glimmer of desire and excitement flickered in his eyes at the sight of fresh blood.
Su Jinxuan had his blood drawn and kept pleading with Wu Dao, but he didn’t take it to heart.
After the blood was drawn, he left.
Su Jinxuan, capable of only moving his tongue, summoned his remaining strength to shout after Wu Dao’s departing figure, “Wu Dao! You refuse to heal me because you cannot bear to harm Su Yingxue, is that it?”
Wu Dao halted his steps, his narrowed eyes exuding a sinister and terrifying aura. With a slight parting of his thin lips, he uttered two chilling words, “How foolish!”
How could Wu Dao bear to harm Su Yingxue?
“Isn’t it true? Aren’t you unwilling to act against Su Yingxue because she is Long Shuli’s daughter? Wu Dao, do not deny it! You have developed an affection for Long Shuli, you are cold-blooded and heartless. Your infatuation with your disciple, Long Shuli, led to all of this!” Su Jinxuan’s accusations escalated rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, Wu Dao appeared before Su Jinxuan, his hands grasping his neck. Emaciated and scarred, Wu Dao’s hands inspired revulsion.
Wu Dao’s voice was frigid. “Do not presume that your understanding equates to the truth. You are merely self-righteous!”
“I have been intelligent since childhood. After so many years as your disciple, I am confident in my perceptions! If you truly harbored no affection for Long Shuli, why would you instigate our family to oppose her?” Su Jinxuan retorted defiantly.
“Heh! Hahahaha…” Wu Dao laughed coldly, seemingly crazed. “If I liked her, would I have tossed her to your father? Do you think you’ve uncovered many things about me?”
“Of course, I have uncovered many things!” Su Jinxuan smirked. “You tossed her to my father because she defied you and went against your wishes. You wanted to humiliate her, and my father happened to pass by and took advantage of the situation! You hoped to suppress Long Shuli with this incident, but Long Shuli is no ordinary woman. Not only was she not suppressed, but she also used my father’s identity to enter the Marquis’s Manor, becoming a renowned divine doctor. She has never submitted to you, even in death! Never…yielded!”
Wu Dao’s hands tightened. Despite his surgical expertise, these hands, even without surgical tools, could suffocate and torment with far greater intensity than an ordinary person.
“Su Jinxuan, you know too much,” Wu Dao growled, his eyes ablaze with fury.
Su Jinxuan, undeterred by Wu Dao’s anger, continued vehemently. “Wu Dao! Master! My assertions are correct. You failed to obtain Long Shuli, so what if you eliminated her? She had a son and a daughter, both exceptional individuals. Your jealousy and madness are futile!”