Luo Shiqi swore that he had never seen anyone with yang energy more abundant than Jiang Wangzu's.
In his eyes, Jiang Wangzu was like a sun radiating ten thousand rays of light, dazzling him.
The exotic beast Shuixiao probably saw him the same way.
That beast was at a critical stage of transformation.
As long as it continued eating people, it could increase its strength.
However, if it wanted to complete the ultimate leap, it still needed a powerful supplement.
For example, a peak qi-blood realm martial cultivator with abundant blood qi.
Or someone like Jiang Wangzu, a naturally gifted anomaly.
Compared with a qi-blood realm martial cultivator, Jiang Wangzu was much easier to kill!
“What?”
“It... it... it... why is it targeting me?”
“Is it because I’m handsome?”
“Could it be a female water kui?”
Jiang Wangzu found this completely bewildering.
Could even being handsome be my fault?
Luo Shiqi: “...”
He had never seen anyone so shameless.
“It targeted you because the yang energy in your body is abundant.”
“To an exotic beast like this that wishes to follow the devil dao, you are a walking powerful supplement.”
“Once it leaves Longjiang to seek you out, you will die!”
Luo Shiqi’s voice, like a soul-demanding curse, fell upon Jiang Wangzu.
“You can save me, right?”
Jiang Wangzu looked at Luo Shiqi and spoke with absolute certainty.
A script!
It was all part of the script!
A routine!
It was all damn routine!
“I can’t save you!”
“You’re beyond saving!”
“Wait for death!”
Luo Shiqi stated with absolute certainty.
“Unless you leave Shen City right now, and get as far away from this vile beast as possible.”
“But even then, remember never to walk near the water. It might emerge from somewhere and eat you.”
“If you don’t want to leave Shen City, you’d better pray that a top Martial Cultivator expert intervenes and kills this vile beast when it leaves Longjiang.”
Luo Shiqi added another sentence.
“Can two force-realm martial artists keep me alive?”
Jiang Wangzu first fell silent for several seconds before asking.
“Perhaps.”
Luo Shiqi thought about it, then nodded.
“Old Master Chen, great beauty Han, I’m counting on you!”
Jiang Wangzu muttered to himself.
He had never imagined that the Exotic Beast Shuixiao at Longjiang Wharf had already targeted him.
What grudge did he have against it, anyway?
It was all damn because of the golden twin kidneys!
No, it was all damn because of the Iron Crotch Technique!
No, it was all damn because of that accursed Chen Tai!
That’s right!
It was Chen Tai!
He was the true instigator!
“By the way, how did you tell that the yang energy in my body is abundant? You didn’t even take my pulse or examine my bones, yet you’re so certain?”
Jiang Wangzu asked, curious.
“Because I’m also an Innate anomaly. I was born with Yin-Yang Eyes, so I can see things ordinary people cannot.”
Luo Shiqi puffed out his chest and pointed at his own eyes.
His eyes looked no different from an ordinary person’s, but their black and white were sharply distinct, like Taiji Yin-Yang.
“My grandmother said that dogs can also see things ordinary people can’t.”
Jiang Wangzu offered this observation.
Luo Shiqi: “...”
This conversation couldn’t continue!
Your little mouth keeps rattling, as if someone dipped it in poison!
“Ahahaha!”
“Just kidding.”
“Brother Luo, why are you called Luo Shiqi?”
“Were you the seventeenth child in your family?”
Jiang Wangzu laughed several times and changed the subject.
“No.”
“I was a Refugee. I begged my way to Shen City, and my Master examined my bones and fortune. He said I was suited to become a Corpse Burner.”
“So I followed my master and began learning the trade, becoming a corpse burner apprentice.”
“My surname is Luo. My master gave me a new name: Luo Shiqi.”
“Before me, he had taken in sixteen Disciples. All of them died accidental deaths for various reasons.”
“If I died as well, he might spend the rest of his life unable to find a true successor to his legacy.”
“But he never expected that I would make it.”
Luo Shiqi spoke without expression, as if discussing something ordinary.
“The Corpse Burner trade has an extremely high death rate.”
Jiang Wangzu was also somewhat stunned upon hearing this.
“Brother Jiang.”
“We’ve put Brother Xing’s body away.”
Ma Gan and Blackhide returned from the morgue and reported this.
“Mm-hmm.”
“Brother Luo and I still have something to discuss. Go outside and wait for now.”
Jiang Wangzu said this to the two of them.
The two answered in agreement.
Neither of them wanted to remain in the gloomy, yin-infused corpse-burning house.
“Are you short of money?”
Luo Shiqi glanced at Jiang Wangzu and asked.
“Isn’t that obvious?”
“Who isn’t short of money?”
“And who would complain about having too much money?”
“What, are you planning to give me a discount?”
Jiang Wangzu smiled upon hearing this.
“Give me half a bowl of your blood. Not only will I waive the corpse-burning fee, I’ll also give you an additional one hundred silver dollars!”
“What do you say?”
A strange light flickered in Luo Shiqi’s eyes as he looked at Jiang Wangzu.
It was as if he were looking at a priceless treasure.
Jiang Wangzu felt a chill run down his spine under that gaze.
“Half a bowl of blood for one hundred silver dollars?”
“Do you think I’m Xu Sanguan?”
“Even if you gave me ten thousand silver dollars, I still wouldn’t sell!”
Who knew what this gloomy, vampire-like Luo Shiqi wanted to do with his blood!
This world possessed supernatural powers.
If the other man used his blood to curse him and turned him into a puppet or something, wouldn’t he be completely screwed?
“Fine, then don’t sell. Leave the money and come back for the ashes in an hour.”
Luo Shiqi also knew that he might have been too rash.
He glanced toward the direction of his bedroom.
Inside the room stood a Red-Lacquered Coffin, tightly bound with thick chains.
Something that could not see the light of day seemed trapped inside the coffin.
The coffin trembled twice from time to time, making the chains rattle softly.
“Everyone says you’re a taciturn man who can’t force a single word out of himself.”
“But why are you telling me so much?”
“I think your real intention lies elsewhere.”
“Why don’t you tell me what you want to use my blood for?”
“If it isn’t for something harmful to me, I might consider it.”
“But my blood is precious. Half a bowl for one hundred silver dollars is out of the question!”
Jiang Wangzu pulled the Silver Notes worth one hundred silver dollars that Chen Tai had given him from his robes. After considering the details of his entry into the Corpse-Burning House, he stuffed the notes back inside.
“Your blood is Utterly Unyielding and Extreme Yang. I need to refine it into spirit blood that suppresses evil and use it to suppress an Extremely Ominous Object!”
“If that Extremely Ominous Object escapes, the consequences will be unimaginable.”
“I only have five hundred silver dollars on hand. What do you think...”
Before Luo Shiqi could finish speaking, he found Jiang Wangzu’s arm already draped around his shoulders.
“We’re brothers!”
“Why say such distant things?”
“Five hundred silver dollars it is. I’ll sell you half a bowl of blood and call it charity!”
Jiang Wangzu changed his attitude faster than one could turn a page.
Half a bowl of blood in exchange for five hundred silver dollars.
That was worth it!
At Shen City’s western hospital, selling one hundred milliliters of blood earned one silver dollar, and the hospital took half.
That meant a blood seller had to sell two hundred milliliters to receive one silver dollar.
If they weren’t truly desperate, no one would be willing to reach this point.