I Turn Out to Be a Grand Master - Chapter 199 - The Silver-Haired Old Man Dies!

Chapter 199: The Silver-Haired Old Man Dies!

Translator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL

A powerful divine thought descended on the silver-haired old man’s body. His body trembled slightly as he sensed the will of the Demon God.

The Demon God was asking for his request.

The white-haired old man was extremely excited and full of enthusiasm. He used the altar to transmit Liu Changgong’s name and appearance.

“Honorable Demon God Darkfiend, we encountered some trouble while carrying out the mission you gave us. We’re willing to invite the Demon God to come and kill that person. I guarantee that after killing him, the Heavenly Demon Sect’s inheritance will spread in the Southern Territory. From now on, the Demon God’s name will resound throughout the Southern Territory. After that…”

The white-haired old man rambled on for a long time before he solemnly said, “Please accept the sacrifice offered by your believers, Demon God Darkfiend, and spread your unworldly demonic might to your heart’s content in the Southern Territory.”

The silver-haired old man humbly knelt down.

Next, the Demon God would definitely accept the sacrifice, and then he would just have to wait quietly.

As the silver-haired old man thought to himself, his intuition told him that danger was coming.

He subconsciously raised his head and saw the black gas in the void expanding at a crazy speed.

There was that incomparably evil and terrifying divine sense. It also seemed to have been stimulated by something and quickly pounced on him.

In the blink of an eye, his surroundings had become like Asura Hell.

The silver-haired old man was stunned. The Demon God had yet to accept the sacrifice he had offered, so why did he appear in such a hurry?

Logically speaking, even if he wanted to unify the Southern Territory as soon as possible and turn it into a demonic cultivator’s backyard, there was no need for him to act so impatiently.

Even though he was very puzzled and had an ominous premonition, the silver-haired old man was still very happy.

He was finally going to meet the Lord Demon God that he had been longing for.

However, after he was very angry, the black gas filled the sky and covered the earth. It seeped out of the cave, but the Demon God still did not appear.

An extremely absurd thought suddenly appeared in the silver-haired old man’s heart.

The Demon God’s divine sense seemed to be hesitating about something.

Just as the silver-haired old man was walking back and forth in the cave in confusion, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared.

His eyes instantly widened, and a look of disbelief appeared on his face.

The statue of the three-headed, six-armed Darkfiend Demon God in front of him suddenly exploded and shot towards the silver-haired old man.

The silver-haired old man was extremely shocked.

“Demon God Darkfiend!”

An angry voice answered him.

“Trash, I asked you to do such a simple thing, but you can’t even do it well. I have to come out personally.”

An incomparably terrifying figure appeared in the cave.

And just as that voice finished speaking, the silver-haired old man from before had already been turned into a sieve by the fragments shot out by the condor.

“It’s really not worth it to die. You carved me so ugly, yet you still dare to thicken your skin to ask for a reward.”

The silver-haired man was not completely dead yet. He struggled to speak.

“Lord Demon God, I have sinned. Please give me a chance to atone for my sins.”

Seeing the Demonic Qi in the void churning even more intensely, the silver-haired old man took a deep breath with difficulty and steadied his mind. He was prepared to tell everything he knew to appease the Demon God.

However, at this moment, a pale and slender pink hand with sharp fingernails suddenly stretched out from the rolling black void.

The silver-haired old man was stunned.

Why was that hand a woman’s hand?

However, before the silver-haired old man could react, that hand had already reached out and ruthlessly pinched his epigastrium.

Following that, the sound of bones breaking could be heard.

The silver-haired old man had a stomach full of words in his heart. Before he had the time to curry favor with the Demon God, his soul had already passed away.

Then, the silver-haired old man’s robust body was like soft noodles that had been put into a pot, hanging limply in mid-air.

The strength of the slender jade-like arm that stretched out from the void was also very astonishing. It carried the white-haired old man’s robust body without even the slightest tremble.

Following that, the silver-haired old man’s sturdy and strong body rapidly aged like a withered tree. The Demonic Qi in his body flowed along his meridians into the snow-white jade-like arm.

The Demonic Qi in the air became denser and denser until seven drops of demonic blood appeared in the air.

Then, the seven drops of demonic blood were absorbed by the jade arm.

After that, the arm did the same thing to the white-haired young man.

After everything was done, a young girl wearing a purple short skirt with fair skin and an extremely delicate face slowly walked out of the black aura.

She looked at the two dried corpses on the ground and said disdainfully, “The cultivators in the human world are really unreliable. I gave them so much blood essence and nurtured them for decades, but I can’t even get the Heaven Nurturing Pot back. Sigh, if it weren’t for the special significance of the Heaven Nurturing Pot to me, I wouldn’t have paid any attention to these two idiots.”

The girl in the purple dress absorbed all the remaining Demonic Qi in the cave and the millions of resentful souls in the miniature altar.

“I didn’t expect that these two good-for-nothings did a good job and prepared a pretty good sacrifice. It’s time to set off. This time, no one can stop me from taking back the Heaven Nurturing Pot.”

The girl in the purple dress covered her head and let out a deep breath.

“Bad luck. This stinky man’s thoughts are really dirty. He actually wants something from me. What wishful thinking. Fortunately, I didn’t listen to his nonsense. Mount Taiyin, Liu Changgong, a peerless expert…”

The girl in the purple dress seemed to have thought of something, but she forgot it again.

“Forget it. Let’s go to Mount Taiyin to investigate the situation first.”

…

In the small courtyard of the Immortal’s Destiny Small Shop.

Yu Hongye was holding Wang Yuyan’s hand. The two girls were sitting under the peach tree in the courtyard, having a long conversation.

Wang Yuyan’s face was a little red as she scolded, “Sister’s suggestion is too shameless. I really can’t accept it.”

Yu Hongye said slyly, “Sister Yuyan’s thoughts have long been written on her face. You came to Senior Liu every day to ask for his zither skills, but when Senior Liu was playing the zither, you didn’t really listen to Senior Liu playing the zither. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that your thoughts weren’t on the zither skills at all. I sincerely advise Sister not to be so reserved. You see, I’m only the daughter of a businessman, and I’ve already lived in Senior Liu’s courtyard. Sister Yuyan is very proficient in zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting, but she still has to find an excuse to come to the courtyard.”

Seeing that Wang Yuyan was unmoved, Yu Hongye revealed her early-stage Tribulation Transcending realm cultivation and said, “Sister, what are you still hesitating for? If this continues, I might even ascend and return to the Immortal World with senior Liu, but you’re still staying in the lower realm. If there’s no fortuitous encounter, Sister Yuyan will wait until her lifespan is exhausted, and it’ll be hard for her to see Senior Liu again.”

Wang Yuyan listened to Yu Hongye’s words and fell into deep thought.

When she met Yu Hongye again, she realized that Yu Hongye’s cultivation level was already a lot higher than hers, and her temperament was also much higher than hers.

After her interrogation, she finally found out about the story between Yu Hongye and Senior Liu from Yu Hongye.

Wang Yuyan pondered for a moment and asked again, “Sister Hongye, can you change to a less direct plan? I really can’t accept the premise you mentioned.”