Jiujiu took out a porcelain bottle from her sleeve and said with a smile, "I've often heard that Master Pudu is merciful and likes to sacrifice himself to save others."
Jiujiu raised the bottle in her hand and said softly, "This bottle contains the Aphrodisiac Venom. As long as I throw this bottle down, no one here will be able to leave."
They had only heard of the Aphrodisiac Venom from the people of Southern Xinjiang. They only heard that those who had seen the Aphrodisiac Venom would not be able to escape. Now that they saw Jiujiu take out the Aphrodisiac Venom, they instantly panicked. The people who had scolded Jiujiu with Pudu just now instantly became mute.
What should they say?
Although Master Pudu was an eminent monk of a generation, their lives were more important.
Everyone looked at Pudu anxiously. The corners of Pudu's mouth twitched. He looked at Jiujiu with a malicious and vicious gaze, as if he was a poisoned knife.
Jiujiu did not care about Pudu's viciousness. She just curled the corners of her mouth into a faint smile and said, "Sure enough, seeing is believing. Master Pudu is just so-so."
"Although it's human nature to be greedy for life and afraid of death." Jiujiu said sarcastically, "It's a pity that these people will be buried with you, Master Pudu."
People were selfish. If you were going to die, others would at most dissuade you. However, if you wanted everyone to die because of you, then you were in the wrong.
When they heard that Jiujiu wanted everyone to be buried with Pudu, some of the people who came to watch the show were instantly unhappy. Although their martial arts skills were low and they could not be the leaders of the martial arts circles, they were only here to watch the show.
If they died because of the matter between Pudu and Jiujiu, they would definitely be unhappy.
As soon as Jiujiu finished speaking, there was an uproar. The people below the stage whispered and muttered incessantly, but most of them were unhappy.
No one was willing to pay for other people's mistakes, just like no one was willing to die because of the grudge between Pudu and Jiujiu.
Someone shouted, "Since Master Pudu has a clear conscience, why don't you drip blood on this demoness? Let's see what she says then!"
Pu Du wished he could tear the person who shouted this into pieces, but he knew very well that if he did not go on stage today, his reputation would be ruined. However, if he went on stage, his reputation would also be ruined.
Pudu had worked hard all his life. He had even killed Jiujiu's mother to protect his reputation and everything he loved. But now …
Everything he liked was deserting him.
Pudu's palm, which was hidden under the monk's robe, was already stained with blood. The way he looked at Jiujiu was as sharp as a sword. He could not wait to kill Jiujiu.
The corners of Jiujiu's mouth curled up. She had already expected such a scene. She merely held the bottle containing the Gu worms and looked at Pu Du with a smile.
After a long time, just when everyone thought that they were going to die, Ci Hang suddenly went on stage.
He clasped his hands together with a benevolent expression on his face as he said indifferently, "Amitabha."
Pu Du took the initiative to strike first. "Ci Hang, do you know your sin?"
"Ci Hang, what sin have I committed?" Ci Hang did not expect that Pu Du still did not know his mistake. He shook his head.
"Ci Hang, do you have anything to say for associating with the demoness?" Pu Du sighed and pretended to look regretful. He shook his head and said, "I, Pu Du, sever my master-disciple relationship with Ci Hang in front of all the heroes. From now on, we will have nothing to do with each other."
Jiujiu snorted coldly. "Even if you don't sever your relationship with Ci Hang, Ci Hang will sever his relationship with you. You despicable and shameless villain."
The corners of Pu Du's mouth curled up slightly. "It's useless even if you have a glib tongue. Today is the day you and Ci Hang die."
Jiujiu tilted her head and raised the porcelain bottle in her hand again. She reminded him, "This is the Lust Gu. As long as I throw the bottle on the ground, all of you will die."
"If it was the Lust Gu, you would have released it long ago. Why would you wait until now?"
"Is that so?" Jiujiu did not respond to Pu Du's words. She only smiled and said, "You can try. Let's see if I die first or you die first."
Ci Hang stood behind Jiujiu to protect Jiujiu. He sent a telepathic message to her. "Is this really the Lust Gu?"
Jiujiu turned her head to look at the nervous Pu Du. She rolled her eyes and answered Ci Hang, "No, I lied to them."
As soon as Jiujiu finished speaking, Pu Du suddenly attacked. He sent a palm strike toward Jiujiu. Jiujiu raised her hand and knocked the porcelain bottle down.
That moment seemed to be exceptionally long. Everyone below the stage held their breaths. Everyone looked at Pu Du with resentment and unkindness.
However, there was no Lust Gu in the bottle as everyone thought. It was also not an empty bottle as Pu Du thought.
Instead of Zi, a white, almost transparent bug flew out of it.
After the bug appeared, it flew straight toward Pu Du.
Before Pu Du could react, it burrowed into his body. Pu Du let out a blood-curdling scream. His body instantly withered as if it had lost water.
Pu Du's martial arts were unfathomable. In just one exchange, he was already so miserable because of this little bug. If they were in his place, wouldn't they be even more terrifying?
Everyone was silent. Some people even wanted to sneak away, but no one resisted.
In the face of an absolute disparity, everyone would choose to submit.
Jiujiu walked in front of Pu Du and said with a smile, "My mother told you that the Lust Gu will die if you kill the Lust Gu. However, she didn't tell you that the Lust Gu will come back to life as long as you have the Lust Gu. You killed my mother and my master, and you still want to live alone? Dream on."
Jiujiu lifted her foot and stepped on Pu Du's finger. She ground it hard.
Pu Du opened his mouth, but he could not say a word. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell silent.
After killing Pu Du, Jiujiu lowered her head and looked below the stage. Those who received Jiujiu's gaze subtly looked away or pretended not to see her.
Jiujiu's lips curled into a smile. She turned her head to look at Mo Hang.
Mo Hang almost reflexively took a step back.
Mo Yu drew his sword and stood in front of Mo Hang. He looked at Jiujiu with a vigilant expression.
Jiujiu's lips curved into a smile. She turned around and left.
Mo Yu called out, "Jiujiu."
Jiujiu turned her head and looked at Mo Yu, whose eyes were filled with reluctance. She smiled and said, "I forgot to tell you that I have another name. I'm called Yunshu."
What could make a man more regretful than the fact that the woman he liked originally belonged to him?
Mo Yu was innocent. Jiujiu did not want to kill him, but he was not innocent either. If he had not trusted Sang Ye Yunshu so easily, she would not have died.
Since she could not kill him, she would make him regret it for the rest of his life.
Ci Hang followed Jiujiu.
Jiujiu turned her head to look at Ci Hang. She smiled and said, "Why? Don't you want to continue being a monk in Shaolin Temple?"
Ci Hang smiled faintly. "My words carry enormous weight. If I lose, I lose."
Jiujiu chuckled. "Is that so?"
Back in the System Space, Jiujiu placed the shard into her body.
In an instant, she heard a steady heartbeat. Jiujiu's lips curled up. She opened her attributes.
Name: Jiujiu
Gender: Female (Changeable)
Age: 8 (Suspended)
Appearance: 0 (Delicate and Pretty)
Intelligence: 62 (Pass)
Physical Strength: 44 (Average)
Martial Strength: 33 (Weak chicken)
Spirit: 0 (Slightly Low)
Charm: 23 (Feel Sorry for You)
Belief: 8
Available Attribute Points:
Talent: Writing, System
Skills: Basic Acting, Gu Arts, Bed Skills, Coquettish
Mark: The Emperor's Love, Uncrowned King
"Add it to physical strength."
In an instant, Jiujiu's attributes changed again.
Name: Jiujiu
Gender: Female (Changeable)
Age: 8 (Suspended)
Appearance: 0 (Delicate and Pretty)
Intelligence: 62 (Pass)
Physical Strength: 4 (Average)
Martial Strength: 33 (Weak chicken)
Spirit: 0 (Slightly Low)
Charm: 23 (Feel Sorry for You)
Belief: 8
Available Attribute Points: 0
Talent: Writing, System
Skills: Basic Acting, Gu Arts, Bed Skills, Coquettish
Mark: The Emperor's Love, Uncrowned King
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