Chapter 792: Chapter 792: Could Bai Chuwei Also Be Afraid of A Country’s Demonic Cultivator?
“You old fart, not much skill, but you’ve got quite the temper, huh? Tell me the incantation now!” Li Can gripped Qingxuan’s chin, exhaled a fetid breath and demanded viciously.
Damn it, wasn’t this old geezer just a lackey?
Yet after they had kidnapped them all, this Qingxuan remained impervious to bribes and threats alike, turning a deaf ear to their words.
This was a significant deviation from the information they had received.
Qingxuan, missing a tooth, spoke with a whistle, “Wait until Elder Bai comes, you will all be done for.”
Li Can laughed as if he had won five million, patting Qingxuan’s aged face, “What Elder Bai, Elder Hei? We’re the ones who’ll be finished? If you’re so capable, why hasn’t anyone shown up now?”
He had set his sights on Canglan Island, a great territory indeed!
Heard it belongs to a young girl, Li Can didn’t take it to heart, guessing it was a Space Artifact passed down from her ancestors.
With these Qingxuan Sect members caught, that girl must be hiding somewhere, sobbing quietly, right? Dare she make a peep?
Suddenly, Li Can rubbed his hands together and smirked, drawing in a slurp of saliva, “If she shows up, even better. I’ve heard she’s quite a beauty, isn’t she? Perfect to be my little lover.”
Qingxuan glared furiously.
Oh, there’s a little sister in their Qingxuan Sect called Liao Sisi, incredibly sprightly and lovely.
Too bad the little sister always hides behind her senior brother, that Bai Ze character who might have some sort of protective charm. They couldn’t lay a finger on him.
So that little sister can only be watched from afar, never to be tasted.
All at once, Li Can clutched his head as large droplets of sweat rolled down his forehead, and he started spouting sentence after sentence in A Country’s language.
Li Can hastily took a pack of painkillers from his subordinate and gobbled them down.
More than two decades ago, when spiritual energy resurfaced around the globe, many ventured onto the path of cultivation, including Li Can. Eager for rapid advancement, he had tried every method available to him.
Now, he had fallen for a trap, a headache so severe he wished he could crack his skull open!
He had searched all over A Country for a doctor to no avail, the headache persisted.
The more one cultivated immortality, the more they feared death. Li Can didn’t want to die. Discover more novels at novel(ꜰ)ire.net
It was said that the Master of the Demon Domain, though young and rash, possessed unmatched cultivation and was highly skilled in medicine.
It was like having someone hand you a pillow just as you’re about to fall asleep!
Li Can wished he could bring his whole organization and join the Demon Domain, to establish an Eastern branch of the Demon Domain in A Country and have that Domain Master examine his headaches!
Unfortunately, that aloof Domain Master of the Demon Domain wouldn’t give a second glance to ordinary little organizations.
So his attention turned to Canglan Island instead. Giving this as a gift, even the worldly Demon Domain would be impressed and regard him more highly, wouldn’t it?
Anyway, these Demonic Cultivators were used to plundering legitimate Cultivators for their Magic Artifacts. Plundering the Magic Artifact of that little girl Bai Chuwei would make no difference–it was all the same to them.
It’s just that old geezer Qingxuan was stubbornly tight-lipped about the activation incantation.
Li Can’s eyes gleamed with a murderous light, wishing he could just slap Qingxuan dead on the spot.
This damned old man wouldn’t shed a tear until he saw the coffin.
Just then, someone hurried into the gallery from outside and approached Li Can, “Boss, Elder Zhao Tianfang from the Unnatural Management Bureau is here.”
Zhao Tianfang was feeling anxious. Half the Cultivation World of China knew the Qingxuan Sect was targeted by Demonic Cultivators from A Country, but Bai Chuwei hadn’t made a move?
Could it be… Bai Chuwei was afraid of the Demonic Cultivators from A Country?