128: C128 It screamed like a pig being butchered!

C128 It screamed like a pig being butchered!

There was a saying that the more one knew that the way forward was for the devil, the more one would like to dig out a handful of the devil's eggs.

Fang Shaobai was in this kind of situation. After being conflicted for a while, she was finally unable to resist the temptation. There was no other way, he really desired a tyrannical body.

Although the Azure Dragon Venerate Beast had already given him a warning using herself as an example in the jade slip, even the tyrannical and peerless people in the history of the Eternity Continent, as well as the elites of their generation, would not be able to endure until they reached the level of a sixth grade Divine Beast.

Fang Shaobai still could not help but have that kind of fluke that humans were born with: Why is it that even if Master is not able to, neither can we, what if our luck is better?

Under the urging of this fluke, Fang Shaobai officially chose to cultivate "Sky Demon God Slayer Art".

Fang Shaobai took out the jar of beast blood inside the chest.

Needless to say, Fang Shaobai's luck was indeed much better than Azure Dragon Venerate Beast's. He had one advantage that the Azure Dragon Venerate Beast did not have, and that was her Innate Spirit Body.

In ancient times, this innate spirit body had created many miracles and was known as the world's most magical human body. Although it wasn't as tough as a demon beast, it contained too many mysteries.

When Fang Shaobai tentatively reached out his right index finger into the opened jar, at that moment, Fang Shaobai indeed felt a terrifying pain that felt as if a large hammer had smashed his finger into pieces. The pain felt by all ten fingers was heartfelt, it could be imagined just how much it had stimulated Fang Shaobai's heart.

All the hair on his body stood on end, and his entire scalp was numb. His entire body was twitching, and cold sweat covered his entire body.

At that moment, Fang Shaobai even had the urge to pull back her finger, and quickly gave up on the idea of cultivation before it was considered to be official.

At this moment, the finger that was immersed in the beast's blood unexpectedly produced a kind of strangely cold air. In this extreme pain, it turned into a kind of numb feeling, like an ant crawling in the heart.

Immediately after, Fang Shaobai could feel that his fingers seemed to be actively absorbing some extremely overbearing spirit energy from the beast blood, as she urged his fingers to become stronger.

This unexpected change in events prevented Fang Shaobai from retracting her finger immediately. When the next round of even more terrifying pain continued to invade, Fang Shaobai had already tragically begun the process of practicing "Sky Demon God Slayer Art".

Now that the test had become official, it was impossible to back down now.

was forced to retract his finger and think carefully about his future path.

He carefully examined his right index finger, feeling for any differences between this finger that had just been soaked in beast blood and the previous one.

As a result, he surprisingly discovered that the skin on the front half of his right index finger had become a bit tougher. As a result, he surprisingly discovered that the skin on the front half of his right index finger had become a bit tougher.

Fang Shaobai was shocked, truly shocked.

Even though he already knew that the early stages of the "Sky Demon God Slayer Art" would be more clear, he never thought that it would actually change so dramatically.

He had only used a short period of time to probe the formation, and yet the situation had already changed. If it continued, wouldn't it be effective?

Looking at the jar of beast blood, Fang Shaobai could not help but gulp. According to the jade slip Azure Dragon Venerate Beast had left him, if she could use thirty percent of this jar of beast blood, it would be able to be refined to the same level as a peak of the xanthine and bloodline beast.

The peak of the first level of the xanthine bloodline Demon Beast. Tsk tsk, that claw is definitely fierce, even if you ignore cultivation levels, if an ordinary warrior of the ninth level were to suddenly get scratched, their bones and flesh would have shattered. It's extremely terrifying.

Fang Shaobai thought that if she truly possessed such a palm, she might really be a Elite Armament at critical moments!

Thinking about it this way, Fang Shaobai's mind started to wander. Since sshe could not change anything, he might as well go up.

Just like that, Fang Shaobai clenched her teeth and stomped her feet, she was going to be ruthless.

He picked up the jar and placed it on the ground, then turned around and smiled sinisterly, not caring that the room did not belong to him at all. He reached out and ripped off a piece of the bedsheet, then grabbed the bedsheet and sat down cross-legged.

He rolled up the bedsheet into a ball and stuffed it into his mouth, biting down on it regardless if it was really clean or not.

Then, he stretched his right hand into the jar. This time, it was not just one finger that was immersed in the beast blood, but half a finger. It was as if half of his palm was immersed in the blood …

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"1

In the next ten minutes, Fatty Du, who had already imitated Fang Shaobai and went back to her room to sleep, was suddenly awakened by a miserable scream.

As he was originally under house arrest and in danger, Fatty Du's mental state was in a sensitive state. This awakening caused his entire being to become extremely nervous and alert, causing him to subconsciously light his lamp. His gaze swept across the room once, but he did not find anything amiss, nor did he hear any screams.

"Weird, I clearly heard someone screaming, but why is it gone now? Am I too nervous, or is it just an illusion?"

Fatty Du listened attentively for five minutes, but she did not hear any other sounds. She was too sleepy and yawned continuously, so she continued to sleep with a suspicious look on her face. Within a few seconds, she fell asleep again, and the entire room was filled with his snores.

However, after a while, the scream came out again. This time, it was even weirder and more intermittent, as if someone was being tortured with a pair of stinky socks in their mouth. That sound was simply unbearable to hear.

Fatty Du woke up once again and was extremely shocked, "That's right, I just heard the scream, why is it gone again?"

This time, Fatty Du no longer believed that she was hallucinating. She mustered his courage and walked to the window ledge to open it, wanting to hear more carefully to see where the screams came from.

But the moment he opened the window, the scream disappeared, it angered Fatty Du, causing him to curse loudly. Wasn't this messing with someone, could it be that someone was trying to scare him?

Was it Fang Shaobai?

Fatty Du's heart skipped a beat, a little angry and a little shocked. He suddenly remembered that Fang Shaobai had caused both Gold Manager and City Lord Bai to flee in panic today. Could it be that they had taken advantage of the deep into the night to send people to harm Fang Shaobai?

Thinking about this, Fatty Du immediately closed the window, opened the door, and slowly walked towards Fang Shaobai's room.

Who knew that when they got close to Fang Shaobai's house, Fang Shaobai would open the door and peek her head out. Her sneaky look completely scared Fatty Du to the point that her soul almost left her body, and she gasped in shock.

coughed once and scolded in a low voice: "You damned fatty, why are you not sleeping at night and sneakily coming over to my side? Are you not afraid that I will kick you flying like a thief?"

"Yi, it's you!" Fatty Du suddenly regained her senses.

"It's not me. If you don't have anything to do, hurry up and go back to sleep. Why are you messing around?" Fang Shaobai grabbed the door handle and impatiently urged.

Fatty Du said in shock: It's strange, did you not hear the scream? Just now, I heard the scream twice in a row, it sounded like a stupid pig, it was babbling, and it was especially painful, and I thought you were in trouble?

Otherwise, Fatty Du would definitely see that Fang Shaobai's face was already as black as charcoal, "Damn it fatty, alright, you dare to say that my voice is like that of a pig being slaughtered, I'll show you tomorrow."

Fang Shaobai pretended not to know anything. "No, I didn't hear it.

"Impossible!" Fatty Du resolutely said: "I am not deaf, this time I can hear wrong, twice can I hear wrong? "I really suspect that there's something wrong with your ears. That sound just now was really too pitiful."

"Come on, I'm not as bored as you are. If you don't sleep, come out and listen to my screams." Fang Shaobai yawned, "I'm so sleepy, I don't want to be bored. Let me tell you, this is the City Lord's Mansion, there's a dungeon here, and it's inevitable that someone is torturing the prisoners. "Alright, go to sleep."

The Fatty Du felt bored when she saw Fang Shaobai immediately go back to sleep after closing the door. She mumbled, "That's right. Sleep is more important, why bother so much?" He returned to her room and fell asleep again soon after.

But during the entire night, until the sun rose, Fatty Du did not sleep well. Every time he had just fallen asleep, the intermittent, agonizing screams would come out, appearing and disappearing, torturing him who knows how many times.

If it wasn't for the fact that he heard Fang Shaobai's logic and didn't want to cause trouble in the City Lord's Mansion, he really wanted to open the door and curse a few times: "That damned fellow, screaming so miserably, don't you know that she sleeps at night?"

It was not until dawn when the sun rose from the east, the Fatty Du opened the door with a dark gaze and yawned. However, Fang Shaobai was already standing in the garden, staring at her right hand while sneering, as if she was trying to figure out what she was doing.

Fatty Du thought, wasn't it just a hand? What was there to look at?

Fatty Du did not notice that when Fang Shaobai suddenly turned her head, the evil grin on her face looked like a demon's smile!

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