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Chapter 12

Words:3453Update:22/06/26 10:30:46

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Chu Mo let out a sorrowful cry. At this moment, he didn't care about anything else … He even hoped that his master would stand up and give him a good beating!

He directly pounced over.

Chu Mo checked his master's breathing and found that he was still breathing. He immediately heaved a sigh of relief in his heart.

But what to do next, he had no idea at all.

"Master said that only the blood of elemental beasts can temporarily suppress the poison in his body."

"But now that hunting elemental beasts is getting more and more difficult … In addition, with that finger of Master's instilling of so many things into my brain, it must have consumed a lot of energy!"

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault. If I wasn't worried that something would happen to me here alone, Master could have gone further and hunted elemental beasts."

"I don't have the ability to hunt such powerful elemental beasts at all now. Even if I do, it's still far away."

"What should I do? What should I do? "

This thirteen-year-old boy finally revealed a weak and helpless expression. Looking at his master who was already in a deep coma, his tears flowed endlessly.

"Blood …"

"The blood of elemental beasts …"

"Blood …"

Chu Mo's entire person became somewhat neurotic. He knelt beside the Demon King and muttered.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

"I don't have elemental beast blood, but I have my own blood!"

"I just don't know if it will work …"

"Why do I care so much?"

"How will I know if I don't try?"

Chu Mo muttered to himself. He directly took out a sharp short knife and cut his wrist. There was a slight pain, and a trace of blood appeared on his wrist.

Then, bright red blood gurgled out.

The cool mountain breeze blew over Chu Mo's body, causing him to shiver slightly.

Seeing bright red blood flowing out of his body, he would definitely feel fear.

But Chu Mo's pair of pure eyes were filled with determination.

He pointed his wrist at his master's mouth and muttered, "I hope it works, it must work! God bless me! "

Although the Demon King was already in a deep coma, when the blood flowed into his mouth, he still subconsciously swallowed.

At the same time, the expression on the Demon King's face also slowly relaxed.

"It really works!"

Chu Mo almost cried out in excitement.

The numbing pain on his wrist was a piece of cake for Chu Mo, who was often beaten up. He didn't feel anything at all.

Fresh blood flowed continuously into the Demon King's mouth. Only when Chu Mo's head became a little dizzy did he suddenly remember something.

"Master, he …"

"Just … how much blood does it need?"

"It seems that every time … such a big Meta Beast's blood is almost completely drunk by him … Then … will I also have to bleed out all my blood?"

"Master saved me, saved my grandfather …"

"It's only right that I return this life to Master!"

"I hope he doesn't beat me up when he wakes up …"

"But I don't know that he hit me, right?"

Clang.

Chu Mo finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell headfirst onto the Demon King. He instinctively retracted his bleeding wrist and touched the piece of jade in front of his chest.

That was the strongest obsession in the depths of his heart.

That piece of jade represented his mother.

The fresh blood that continued to flow out from his wrist quickly soaked through Chu Mo's clothes and stained that piece of jade.

Unknowingly, that piece of jade had already been stained red.

Then, a sudden change occurred!

The fresh blood actually seeped into that piece of jade bit by bit!

The jade, which was originally white and warm, instantly turned blood red!

A gentle light was emitted from that piece of jade and swept across Chu Mo's bleeding wrist. The blood immediately stopped.

Then, the blood color on this piece of blood jade gradually faded. Soon, it returned to normal as if nothing had happened.

No one saw all of this!

After a long time, the Demon King slowly opened his eyes. That usually expressionless face revealed a self-deprecating smile.

"In the end, I still couldn't defeat this damn Seven Malice Poison."

"Is it finally dead?"

"Heh, forget it …"

"Death is also a kind of release!"

"Die, will I … be able to see you soon?"

As the Demon King spoke, that rigid face that in Chu Mo's eyes was not as cute as the small wooden house actually revealed an extremely gentle smile.

Then, the Demon King's gaze fell on his chest. There … was a person lying on his chest.

It was Chu Mo.

At first, he was stunned. Then, the Demon King flew into a rage. He directly sat up and grabbed Chu Mo's wrist. That blood stain, and the bloodstain on the ground.

And …

He only then realized … the blood in his mouth.

How could the Demon King not know what had happened?

"Bastard!"

"Fool!"

"He's simply a bastard!"

"Bastard to the extreme!"

"This little bastard, he's pissing me off!"

At this time, Chu Mo also slowly woke up and vaguely saw the Demon King sitting there cursing.

Chu Mo's face was weak, but he revealed a smile and said, "Master …"

The Demon King's cursing stopped abruptly.

Then, he looked at Chu Mo with some embarrassment.

"Master, you're alive again … That's great!" Chu Mo's face was full of joy.

"Great my ass!"

The Demon King directly stood up, kicked Chu Mo to the side, and then beat him up.

He cursed and beat him at the same time.

"Do I need your sympathy?"

"Do I need your pity?"

"Do I need you to save me?"

"You idiot! Are you a pig? "

"Even a pig is smarter than you!"

"What I want is someone to inherit my legacy, not a blood jar!"

"How much blood can you have?"

"Are you stupid?"

"If you f * cking die, where do you want me to find a successor?"

"At that time, what face do I have to see my ancestors?"

"Bastard!"

"Bastard!"

As he cursed, the Demon King couldn't continue cursing anymore, nor could he continue beating him.

Because Chu Mo was laughing!

Chu Mo was indeed laughing. The fiercer his master scolded him, the happier he laughed.

Although being beaten and scolded was a common occurrence since he followed the Demon King, he was somewhat used to it.

But every time he was scolded and beaten, he was still unhappy.

But this time, it was the first time that Chu Mo felt happy from the bottom of his heart because of being beaten and scolded.

The moment the Demon King fainted, Chu Mo even had a feeling that his sky … had collapsed!

He was an orphan since he was young and didn't know who his parents were.

The Demon King was the second person in this world that Chu Mo felt close to and could rely on.

The first was Fan Wudi!

His grandfather.

The Demon King was different from Fan Wudi. He was cold and ruthless, strong and domineering, but he seemed to be omnipotent, like a god.

In the secular world, most people probably wouldn't even see a cultivator who could fly in their lifetime.

But he, Chu Mo, not only did he see one, but he also became the disciple of such a person.

How lucky was this?

Although he never admitted it, in Chu Mo's heart, how could he not know?

Although the Demon King beat him and scolded him all day, he was absolutely good to him!

One or two days was a short period of time. Chu Mo didn't know the effects of the Elemental Beast meat, but after such a long time, how could he not know that the Elemental Beast meat could enhance his strength?

Beating him every day was also a kind of training. It allowed his bones and physique to improve to a higher level!

Chu Mo could give too many examples to prove that his master looked cold and ruthless on the surface, but in his bones, he took care of him to the extreme!

It was just that the method that the Demon King used was different from the vast majority of people in this world.

He didn't need others to recognize him, he didn't need others to be grateful, and he didn't even need others to know!

Even if this person was his disciple!

He also didn't need it!

This was a person who was extremely arrogant!

No one knew how anxious Chu Mo was at the moment when the Demon King fell.

No one knew how happy Chu Mo was to see the Demon King return to normal.

"Master, why did you stop?" Chu Mo stared at the Demon King with wide eyes and chuckled.

"Get lost!" The Demon King glanced at Chu Mo. "Cheap bastard!"

He turned and left.

Leaving Chu Mo there laughing foolishly.

This time, the Demon King left for another four days.

Just when Chu Mo was a little worried, the Demon King came back carrying a giant python.

Although it was already dead, Chu Mo was still shocked by this giant python.

The giant python was as thick as an adult man's thigh, three to four feet long, and there was a vermilion horn on its head!

"This, this isn't a python, this is … a dragon?" Chu Mo asked in surprise.

The Demon King glanced at Chu Mo. "At least you're not that stupid!"

Chu Mo had long been used to the Demon King's attacks and automatically filtered out the words he didn't want to hear.

"Oh my god, I can actually see this thing, this is a seventh-rank Essence Beast, right?"

"You can actually kill a seventh-rank Essence Beast … That's amazing!"

Chu Mo had a look of admiration.

The Demon King looked at Chu Mo with a face of mockery. This kind of ignorant guy, is he really my disciple?

He sneered and said, "Is it very difficult to kill it?"

"Of course, of course, for Master, it's naturally not difficult. Master is the most powerful!" Chu Mo also flattered without much sincerity.

Because flattering the Demon King was extremely risky, if one were to flatter him seriously, there was an 80 to 90% chance that one would be beaten up.

"I'll clean it up!" Chu Mo volunteered, actually, he was too curious about this thing.

Unexpectedly, the Demon King glanced at him. "You? With your current strength, you can't even remove a single scale. Stay at the side. "

"You're looking down on me!"

Chu Mo wasn't convinced, and with a sneer, he rushed up.

The Demon King ignored him and focused on cleaning up the dragon.

In the end, Chu Mo worked hard for a long time, gritting his teeth, but he couldn't even remove a single scale of this dragon, so he gave up dejectedly.

Panting heavily, he sat at the side and sulked.

But very soon, Chu Mo forgot about this matter, because as the Demon King dealt with it, Chu Mo discovered that this dragon's body … actually had a large amount of blood.

"Master … this thing's blood is useless to you?" Chu Mo asked curiously.

"It's for you to use," the Demon King said lightly.

"You idiot, you lost too much blood previously, you need to replenish it."

Chu Mo was instantly touched.

The Demon King was expressionless as he said lightly, "If you die, my inheritance will also be broken."

"…" Chu Mo was speechless, thinking to himself, My master is really powerful. No matter how warm the matter is, when it comes to his mouth, it becomes stiff and emotionless.

"By the way, have you seen that mental cultivation technique, Heaven's Will and My Will?" The Demon King suddenly asked.

Chu Mo shook his head. "Didn't you not let me enter your room casually …"

"Didn't I say that day …" The Demon King glared as if he was going to beat someone up the next moment.

Chu Mo shrunk his neck and hurriedly said, "You said after you die … but now, aren't you alive and well … cough cough … your disciple naturally, naturally, cannot enter your room casually."

"Humph!" The Demon King snorted coldly, stood up, and carefully washed his hands.

Returning to his room, he took out a thin booklet and handed it to Chu Mo very seriously.

"This Heaven's Will and My Will can be said to be the most powerful mental cultivation technique in this world!"

"No other!"

"Although there are only two and a half volumes, if you can completely understand these two and a half volumes, it is enough to guarantee that you will be invincible in this world!"

"In this Four Symbols continent, the cultivation speed of the top mental cultivation technique is not even one-tenth of this!"

"It's a pity that it is incomplete, if it was complete …"

The Demon King rarely sighed in front of Chu Mo, his face showing undisguised regret.

Chu Mo carefully took it, feeling strange. What kind of cultivation technique could make Master show such an expression?

With a curious mind, Chu Mo opened the first page of this thin booklet.

"The first volume, Heaven's Will!"

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