Chapter 113
According to rumors, Ye JianHan could eat souls and consume their cultivation. Thus he has a lifespan as unlimited as the heavens and was unmatched in power. And the reason why he had this power was because of his unique blood. If you could obtain one drop of it, you would also inherit this power. Your cultivation would improve by leaps and bounds and your life would also be extended, possibly eternally!
Because of this story, and because of Ye JianHan’s cruel and bloody behavior, people always came in groups to try to “encircle and suppress” him using strength in numbers.
So it was not that Ye JianHan deliberately piled up mountains of white bones wherever he went, but because these people personally dedicated themselves to ensuring it.
Ye JianHan’s blood does indeed have a very peculiar magical effect but in reality, it is by no means as powerful as the stories people spread madly about him. However he never tried to explain himself. For one, fresh and newly dead souls were more delicious and secondly, even if he told them the truth they wouldn’t believe him, so why should he waste his time?
That drop of blood fell and dozens of yao cultivators instantly transformed into a bunch of mad dogs, vying fiercely for it. Their cruelty when attacking each other was really something that could not be described.
The thick-eyebrowed leader had been full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, but at this moment, when seeing the chaos of everyone tearing each other apart, he knew that his strategy of “encircle and suppress” was definitely no longer workable. He had also seen the scene where Ye JianHan killed the woman and he knew that this Demon Lord was not easy to deal with. Compared to trying to kill him, it was easier to grab that drop of demon blood.
So that sword that had supposedly been “acting on behalf of the heavens” twisted around. It didn’t smash towards the demon boss but instead stabbed his colleague in the blink of an eye.
Ye JianHan didn’t move, he just watched as dozens of people fought and then died.
The last survivor was the leader with thick eyebrows. He already had red eyes and he was so excited that he finally got the demon’s blood.
“Demon blood, demon blood, I finally got it, hahaha!” He laughed wildly. Then in a blink of an eye he saw Ye JianHan standing coldly and a trace of clarity was restored in his mind.
He quickly put away the drop of blood, turned and knelt down on one knee. His motion was neat and efficient: “My lord, this villain is willing to dedicate his soul to you. I only want to follow you all my life!”
His voice just fell and before Ye JianHan even responded, suddenly a cold air current surged…
The man with thick eyebrows could only see a flickering figure but Ye JianHan saw it very clearly.
The little servant behind him had a cold face and the speed of his moves was fierce and determined. His slender fingers pierced the chest of the man with thick eyebrows accurately and unmistakably, pulverizing his heart in an instant.
The scene was bloody and cruel and the spray of blood stained his newly changed clothes. A little drop of scarlet blood fell on that handsome face, as if he were Shura come to life.
Ye JianHan looked at him with interest.
It wasn’t until the thick eyebrow man fell to the ground that Chu MuYun took his hand. He bowed his head respectfully and said in a clear and cold voice, “He is not worthy to follow Master.”
Ye JianHan approached him and raised his hand to wipe the blood splashed on his cheek. His movement was unusually gentle… He asked him to look up and look at him.
Chu MuYun looked into his eyes with a clear gaze.
The next instant, totally without warning, Ye JianHan’s hand that had broken his neck suddenly used force and clenched his throat.
The suffocating sensation from his neck caused Chu MuYun to frown. His cheeks were flushed abnormally but his gaze towards Ye JianHan remained unchanged.
Ye JianHan stared at him, his eyes still gentle, as if the person that was strangling Chu MuYun was someone else entirely.
Seeing that Chu MuYun was about to die again, Ye JianHan stopped abruptly. Only by killing too many people could he accurately grasp the delineation of life and death to this minute degree.
The difference between a little bit more force and death, and a little bit more looseness and life, all of that depended on his whim.
A large amount of oxygen suddenly poured into his lungs. Chu MuYun coughed violently and gasped hard.
Ye JianHan collected the drop of blood and played with it on his fingertips: “He is indeed unworthy but this is not a decision for you to make.”
Chu MuYun raised his eyebrows and said respectfully: “This subordinate understands.”
The corner of Ye JianHan’s mouth raised slightly and he flicked his fingers. The drop of blood drifted towards Chu MuYun.
“For you.”
Chu MuYun stretched out his hand to catch it and carefully took it into his hands without even thinking about it.
Ye JianHan raised his eyebrows: “Eat it.”
Chu MuYun paused.
Ye JianHan’s eyes narrowed slightly and his voice suddenly went cold: “Don’t make me repeat myself.”
A trace of dismay clearly flashed over Chu MuYun’s face but he didn’t disobey anymore. He took out the drop of blood and carefully put it to his lips.
Immediately afterwards an astonishing sweetness rushed over his senses and even Chu MuYun, who was acting seriously, was shocked.
The moment that drop of blood poured into his mouth, Chu MuYun’s tongue that had tasted the world’s delicacies was instantly captured.
Regardless of how useful it is, it tastes too good.
It’s just such a small drop and it fell just on the tip of his tongue but it instantly occupied all the taste buds in the mouth from front to back. It stimulated the taste nerves and the feedback from his brain was a joyous feeling like fireworks blooming in a starry sky on carnival night. The feeling swelled fiercely, making him feel dizzy.
Chu MuYun was in a trance for a moment and then something even more exaggerated happened.
The heat that rushed to the brain began to dissipate everywhere in the body and suddenly rushed into his blood, igniting astonishing heat waves, one after another. The blood rushed towards the skin and because there was nowhere to overflow, it quickly focused. And finally there was an ambiguous burning in his lower abdomen, a familiar burning sensation rolling…
Chu MuYun… got hard.
Chu MuYun: “…”
Zero: “…”
After a short silence, Chu MuYun & Zero: This is a bit… embarrassing.
It never expected that this drop of blood could be so magical. Even Chu MuYun, who created this thing, did not expect it.
When he came alive from the pile of bones, he didn’t have any clothing. The clothes he wore at this time were given by Ye JianHan. This tyrant had a wild and unruly temperament and his clothes were casual and easy. Right now Chu MuYun was wearing a thin black coat and a large area was exposed on his chest. His lower body was dressed in standard neat trousers. Although Chu MuYun was a little shorter than Ye JianHan, his figure was quite good and fit very well in these clothes.
And because the clothing fit well.. then the scene below couldn’t really be hidden.
Not to mention that Chu MuYun still had an abnormal flush of red on his face.
Ye JianHan understood everything at a glance. He stared at his slightly raised tent and smiled meaningfully: “What a young fellow.”
His blood does have some magical effects but the effect is different for different people. For some who ate it, it was a panacea. Others tasted nothing. However he had never seen anyone who became sexually excited after drinking a drop of his blood.
The movie emperor President Chu would like to ask: Who wrote this script? Does he still want people to act or not?
Zerobaby obediently replied: “You wrote it….”
“…” Chu MuYun, “Hey, when adults are talking, children shouldn’t interrupt.”
Just from the way Ye JianHan picked his name, it can be seen that had the aesthetic of a straight male. So Chu MuYun didn’t expect that he would be able to help him “quench the fire” in this matter.
But what he didn’t expect was that the “democratic sentiment” in Ye JianHan’s bones began to stir again.
“Let’s go.” Ye JianHan smiled ambiguously, “I’ll take you to a good place.”
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Chapter 113
According to rumors, Ye JianHan could eat souls and consume their cultivation. Thus he has a lifespan as unlimited as the heavens and was unmatched in power. And the reason why he had this power was because of his unique blood. If you could obtain one drop of it, you would also inherit this power. Your cultivation would improve by leaps and bounds and your life would also be extended, possibly eternally!
Because of this story, and because of Ye JianHan’s cruel and bloody behavior, people always came in groups to try to “encircle and suppress” him using strength in numbers.
So it was not that Ye JianHan deliberately piled up mountains of white bones wherever he went, but because these people personally dedicated themselves to ensuring it.
Ye JianHan’s blood does indeed have a very peculiar magical effect but in reality, it is by no means as powerful as the stories people spread madly about him. However he never tried to explain himself. For one, fresh and newly dead souls were more delicious and secondly, even if he told them the truth they wouldn’t believe him, so why should he waste his time?
That drop of blood fell and dozens of yao cultivators instantly transformed into a bunch of mad dogs, vying fiercely for it. Their cruelty when attacking each other was really something that could not be described.
The thick-eyebrowed leader had been full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, but at this moment, when seeing the chaos of everyone tearing each other apart, he knew that his strategy of “encircle and suppress” was definitely no longer workable. He had also seen the scene where Ye JianHan killed the woman and he knew that this Demon Lord was not easy to deal with. Compared to trying to kill him, it was easier to grab that drop of demon blood.
So that sword that had supposedly been “acting on behalf of the heavens” twisted around. It didn’t smash towards the demon boss but instead stabbed his colleague in the blink of an eye.
Ye JianHan didn’t move, he just watched as dozens of people fought and then died.
The last survivor was the leader with thick eyebrows. He already had red eyes and he was so excited that he finally got the demon’s blood.
“Demon blood, demon blood, I finally got it, hahaha!” He laughed wildly. Then in a blink of an eye he saw Ye JianHan standing coldly and a trace of clarity was restored in his mind.
He quickly put away the drop of blood, turned and knelt down on one knee. His motion was neat and efficient: “My lord, this villain is willing to dedicate his soul to you. I only want to follow you all my life!”
His voice just fell and before Ye JianHan even responded, suddenly a cold air current surged…
The man with thick eyebrows could only see a flickering figure but Ye JianHan saw it very clearly.
The little servant behind him had a cold face and the speed of his moves was fierce and determined. His slender fingers pierced the chest of the man with thick eyebrows accurately and unmistakably, pulverizing his heart in an instant.
The scene was bloody and cruel and the spray of blood stained his newly changed clothes. A little drop of scarlet blood fell on that handsome face, as if he were Shura come to life.
Ye JianHan looked at him with interest.
It wasn’t until the thick eyebrow man fell to the ground that Chu MuYun took his hand. He bowed his head respectfully and said in a clear and cold voice, “He is not worthy to follow Master.”
Ye JianHan approached him and raised his hand to wipe the blood splashed on his cheek. His movement was unusually gentle… He asked him to look up and look at him.
Chu MuYun looked into his eyes with a clear gaze.
The next instant, totally without warning, Ye JianHan’s hand that had broken his neck suddenly used force and clenched his throat.
The suffocating sensation from his neck caused Chu MuYun to frown. His cheeks were flushed abnormally but his gaze towards Ye JianHan remained unchanged.
Ye JianHan stared at him, his eyes still gentle, as if the person that was strangling Chu MuYun was someone else entirely.
Seeing that Chu MuYun was about to die again, Ye JianHan stopped abruptly. Only by killing too many people could he accurately grasp the delineation of life and death to this minute degree.
The difference between a little bit more force and death, and a little bit more looseness and life, all of that depended on his whim.
A large amount of oxygen suddenly poured into his lungs. Chu MuYun coughed violently and gasped hard.
Ye JianHan collected the drop of blood and played with it on his fingertips: “He is indeed unworthy but this is not a decision for you to make.”
Chu MuYun raised his eyebrows and said respectfully: “This subordinate understands.”
The corner of Ye JianHan’s mouth raised slightly and he flicked his fingers. The drop of blood drifted towards Chu MuYun.
“For you.”
Chu MuYun stretched out his hand to catch it and carefully took it into his hands without even thinking about it.
Ye JianHan raised his eyebrows: “Eat it.”
Chu MuYun paused.
Ye JianHan’s eyes narrowed slightly and his voice suddenly went cold: “Don’t make me repeat myself.”
A trace of dismay clearly flashed over Chu MuYun’s face but he didn’t disobey anymore. He took out the drop of blood and carefully put it to his lips.
Immediately afterwards an astonishing sweetness rushed over his senses and even Chu MuYun, who was acting seriously, was shocked.
The moment that drop of blood poured into his mouth, Chu MuYun’s tongue that had tasted the world’s delicacies was instantly captured.
Regardless of how useful it is, it tastes too good.
It’s just such a small drop and it fell just on the tip of his tongue but it instantly occupied all the taste buds in the mouth from front to back. It stimulated the taste nerves and the feedback from his brain was a joyous feeling like fireworks blooming in a starry sky on carnival night. The feeling swelled fiercely, making him feel dizzy.
Chu MuYun was in a trance for a moment and then something even more exaggerated happened.
The heat that rushed to the brain began to dissipate everywhere in the body and suddenly rushed into his blood, igniting astonishing heat waves, one after another. The blood rushed towards the skin and because there was nowhere to overflow, it quickly focused. And finally there was an ambiguous burning in his lower abdomen, a familiar burning sensation rolling…
Chu MuYun… got hard.
Chu MuYun: “…”
Zero: “…”
After a short silence, Chu MuYun & Zero: This is a bit… embarrassing.
It never expected that this drop of blood could be so magical. Even Chu MuYun, who created this thing, did not expect it.
When he came alive from the pile of bones, he didn’t have any clothing. The clothes he wore at this time were given by Ye JianHan. This tyrant had a wild and unruly temperament and his clothes were casual and easy. Right now Chu MuYun was wearing a thin black coat and a large area was exposed on his chest. His lower body was dressed in standard neat trousers. Although Chu MuYun was a little shorter than Ye JianHan, his figure was quite good and fit very well in these clothes.
And because the clothing fit well.. then the scene below couldn’t really be hidden.
Not to mention that Chu MuYun still had an abnormal flush of red on his face.
Ye JianHan understood everything at a glance. He stared at his slightly raised tent and smiled meaningfully: “What a young fellow.”
His blood does have some magical effects but the effect is different for different people. For some who ate it, it was a panacea. Others tasted nothing. However he had never seen anyone who became sexually excited after drinking a drop of his blood.
The movie emperor President Chu would like to ask: Who wrote this script? Does he still want people to act or not?
Zerobaby obediently replied: “You wrote it….”
“…” Chu MuYun, “Hey, when adults are talking, children shouldn’t interrupt.”
Just from the way Ye JianHan picked his name, it can be seen that had the aesthetic of a straight male. So Chu MuYun didn’t expect that he would be able to help him “quench the fire” in this matter.
But what he didn’t expect was that the “democratic sentiment” in Ye JianHan’s bones began to stir again.
“Let’s go.” Ye JianHan smiled ambiguously, “I’ll take you to a good place.”
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