NABC Chapter 67 Mentor, you don't want your secrets to be known either, do you?
Chapter 67 Mentor, you don't want your secrets to be known either, do you?
Jiang Feng's voice, like a spell, suddenly exploded in Fang Ruo's mind.
Before the extreme shock could even blossom in her heart, a piercing pain, as if tearing her soul apart, followed in quick succession.
"pain!"
"it hurts!"
Fang Ruo broke out in a cold sweat in an instant. She gritted her teeth, her features contorted, her eyes filled with resentment and incomprehension!
What kind of tactic is this?
How can this guy's consciousness enter my body?!
Then, Jiang Feng's eerie voice rang out again, revealing a hint of realization.
"I see, I see."
As his words fell, the pain in Fang Ruo's mind intensified suddenly. The next moment, she was horrified to discover that the blood and qi in her body were uncontrollably converging towards her brow.
A drop of scarlet blood, hundreds, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of millions of times more sinister, rotten, and dilapidated than her own blood, floated quietly in her heart in the next moment.
What kind of tactic is this?
Suppressing her shock, she tried to mutter to herself, "Jiang Feng, what kind of tricks are you using?"
After a two-second silence, Jiang Feng's voice rang out again.
"You can hear me after all."
"I'm asking you what kind of methods this is!" Fang Ruo roared in fury, her fear spreading wildly through her heart.
"Heh." Jiang Feng's mocking voice answered her, "It seems that our mentor only knows one of the uses of this divided soul blood, but not the other."
Fang Ruo was stunned.
What Jiang Feng said next made her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.
Fang Ruo.
"26 years old, peak Body Tempering Realm cultivation, low-grade spiritual bone aptitude."
"Born into the Fang family in the Upper District of Lancheng, a family with hundreds of years of history in water management, your exceptional talent has been noticed by the clan since childhood."
"At 20, you achieved mastery of body tempering; at 21, you broke through to the Qi and Blood Realm; and at 26, you were already a martial artist at the peak of the Qi and Blood Realm. It can be said that your existence gave the gradually declining Fang family hope for opening their meridians."
As the other party recounted these events with such familiarity, Fang Ruo's face lost all resentment and anger. Instead, she felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and her mind went completely blank.
"How...do you know these things?" she asked tremulously.
Jiang Feng ignored her and continued:
"In order for you to one day reach the Meridian Opening Realm, your family... hehe, made you learn a high-grade spiritual-rank cultivation technique called 'Cold River Condensing Yuan Technique.' This technique is incredibly profound and unique, and it suits you quite well, but it has a fatal flaw: it prevents you from regenerating..."
"Stop talking!"
As Jiang Feng spoke with utterly no mercy, Fang Ruo pressed her bloodless lips tightly together, her Adam's apple bobbing.
Everything before my eyes was shrouded in mist.
"Who do you think you are?" Jiang Feng shouted angrily, completely disregarding the other party's shattered pride.
"Your unhappy family life has twisted your mind. You treat that bastard Fang Xiao like your own flesh and blood, showering him with maternal love. But what the hell does that have to do with me?"
"Since you've taken your anger out on me for no reason and are determined to kill me, then we're now mortal enemies. Since it's a deadly feud, why should I care about your thoughts?"
His voice was as cold as if it came from hell. "So, I'm going to give you two choices now."
"First, I will ignite the essence blood within your body. It is no longer the divided soul blood you are familiar with. Believe me, if I detonate it, you will surely be eroded and die by this power."
Jiang Feng was referring to the bloodline of the Darkborn God.
If it weren't for that [power] saving him during the blood transfusion, he would have suffered the same fate.
"Secondly, I will temporarily store this essence blood in your heart. If you think it through and still don't want to die, then obediently integrate your original essence blood into it so that I can control you at any time."
"I'll give you only one minute to think about it."
After saying that, Jiang Feng sighed inwardly and ended the conversation.
In fact, he had no choice but to make this second decision.
If this party wants to kill him, he naturally wants to kill the other party as well.
The problem is that, thanks to the "reverse deduction technique" of his Darkin bloodline, he has already grasped all of the other party's memories. This leads him to realize that killing the other party directly would bring two huge hidden dangers.
Firstly, there is the Soul-Separating Vessel, a magical treasure.
Its current controller is none other than the Fang family patriarch, who possesses the ability to sit upright and look like a mirror. His use of the Soul Separation Vessel must far surpass that of Fang Ruo, and he may even know this "reverse deduction technique".
If the scenario were to apply to me, the gap between those two major realms wouldn't be something that Hextech alone could bridge.
Secondly, it's still the Fang family.
Fang Ruo's older brother, Fang Ming, is a law enforcement officer in Lancheng with a higher position than Qin De, and he has a close relationship with the chief commander, Wang Jingci.
Unfortunately, Wang Jingci was suspected by the "Contaminated Zone Enforcement Team" of having connections to the Voodoo Cult...
If Fang Ruo were to suddenly die, he would definitely investigate the matter thoroughly. Who knows, there might be some magical treasure in the enforcement team that is even more powerful than the Soul Separation Vessel. In that case, he would have no choice but to investigate.
Before I knew it, a minute had passed.
He told himself that whatever choice the other party made, he had to face it calmly and prepare for the worst before slowly speaking:
"Teacher Fang, have you thought it through?"
After a moment of silence, Fang Ruo's voice regained its composure as she asked in return:
"Can you... promise not to kill me?"
In the previous minute, she spent a full 50 seconds confirming that the drop of blood suspended in her heart was indeed, as the other party had said, containing the power to kill her.
She was afraid.
She is the most talented person in the Fang family in the past fifty years, carrying the hope that the family will produce a martial artist at the Meridian Opening Realm. Her future is still bright, and she... does not want to die.
Ironically, when faced with a real threat of death, compared to her own life, the death of her beloved nephew, Fang Xiao, now seems... insignificant.
Hearing this compromise, Jiang Feng breathed a sigh of relief and smiled silently.
Sure enough, novels are all lies; there is no one in this world who is truly unafraid of death.
At least, he, like Fang Ruo in front of him, was afraid of death.
"Don't worry, I promise I won't kill you." His tone softened slightly. "Once you've made your decision, do as I say and fuse your essence and blood into it."
Essence blood is something that only martial artists at the Qi and Blood Realm can condense; it is the lifeblood of a martial artist.
"Um."
Fang Ruo responded with a humiliating sound.
She immediately held her breath and focused her mind. A drop of essence blood containing her original aura gathered and slowly merged into the space between her eyebrows.
The moment the two streams of essence and blood came into contact, they merged into one once again.
Jiang Feng, who was far inside the factory area, immediately had a sudden realization.
He now has complete control over Fang Ruo, and as long as the two are not too far apart, they can transmit messages in their minds through this blood essence mark.
Since that's the case, then we shouldn't delay—
Jiang Feng grinned mischievously.
"Mentor Fang Ruo, we're all on the same side now. From what I saw in your memories earlier, you still have over 500 million Star Sea Coins and a lot of purified water resources, right?"
"Now, keep only 30% of all your resources; give me the rest!"
Fang Ruo was taken aback, then said in a humiliating tone, "You!"
Jiang Feng didn't give her any chance to refute, and said in a firm tone:
"Mentor, I advise you to just do as I say, after all... you don't want people to know about your affairs, do you?"