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"If that's the case, then you are also a Demons!"

The Tower Lord's face became gloomy, he stared at Long Bufan, his eyes filled with an unconcealable killing intent, and said coldly: "No matter what you say, this old man will not be fooled!"

Long Bufan could understand the Tower Master's vigilance. After pondering for a moment, he said indifferently: "If you don't believe me, then Lord Bai Weng should believe him, right?"

As he said that, Long Bufan slightly moved his spiritual consciousness. He took out a purple gold order badge from the storage bag.

He, who was once a Purple robe deacon, naturally knew what this purple gold order badge meant, it was a symbol of the Purple robe deacon's identity and it could not be forged at all. It contained his own vital essence and blood and was connected to the Intrinsic Jade Strip stored in the Temple Hall, and if he were to lose it or die, this purple gold order badge would automatically shatter.

But now, the Deacon Token that was in Long Bufan's hand did not shatter. It was obviously not a lost object for the Temple Hall's Deacon, but a Deacon Token that belonged to Long Bufan himself.

Most importantly, the Purple robe deacon of the Deacon Hall, because of their special status and identity, were the higher ups, and were therefore not directly promoted. They had to go through the administrator himself, Bai Weng, in order to be able to take on this responsibility.

In other words, even though Master Bai Weng was very clear about this fellow's background, he had still allowed him to be the Purple robe deacon. It was clear that he had extremely high trust in him.

When he thought of this, the killing intent that filled the eyes of the Tower Master immediately dissipated by more than half. After all, with Master Bai Weng's powerful strength, it would not be difficult for him to see that Long Bufan's body had half the Demons's bloodline.

"Master Bai Weng, he ? Are you all right? " After sighing, he asked. Even though he had already reached the level of The Ancestor Realm in the Martial arts, when he spoke of Bai Weng, his voice was still filled with reverence.

Seeing that the Tower Master finally believed his words, Long Bufan couldn't help but secretly heave a sigh of relief in his heart. He immediately replied with a faint smile, "Not bad, you're in charge of the Temple Hall now, but the pressure is also not small ?"

"Cough ?" "Ahem ?"

Halfway through his speech, the injuries on Long Bufan's body that he had forcefully suppressed could not help but let out a light cough, and a mouthful of fresh blood could not help but spurt out from his mouth.

Seeing this, the Tower Lord flipped his hand and took out a Blood Ghost Fruit from his storage ring. He casually handed it over and said, "Take this. It will help you recover in a short period of time."

The Symbol Spirit Puppet immediately caught the Blood Evil Fruit and, with Long Bufan's permission, brought it to Long Bufan's mouth.

Long Bufan's nose moved slightly, and after sniffing a few times, he opened his mouth and swallowed the entire Blood Fiend Fruit. In just a few bites, he had eaten the entire Blood Fiend Fruit.

Bang!

In a split second, an enormous surge of blood energy exploded out from Long Bufan's abdomen like a torrent, surging through his limbs and bones like a tide, healing the damaged parts.

The Blood Fiend Fruit was formed from countless Martial arts blood essences and magic crystal baleful qi, with the ability to condense vital energy and blood as well as increase one's lifespan. Not long later, Long Bufan's pale white face started to gradually turn red, and the wounds on the surface of his body started to wiggle, healing at an astonishing rate that could be seen with the naked eye.

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