How can one become an immortal with such laziness?

Tulou's eyes turned cold, and he was about to cast a spell: "Now, it should be me who doesn't let you go!"

"Ah."

Yao Qingkong scoffed dismissively and gently pressed down on the mask on her face: "Still too green."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tulou's expression suddenly changed, and black blood flowed from his mouth, nose, ears, eyes, and other orifices. His originally strong aura instantly became weak, and his face showed a hint of dejection.

"Cough cough, how could this be, those toxins..."

"I gave you a chance."

Yao Qingkong slowly approached the earthen building, and looking at the latter who was struggling in pain, a hint of anger flashed in her eyes.

“You are his junior brother. If I kill you, he will definitely be unhappy.”

Yao Qingkong said quietly, "But if I am forced to kill you, I believe he will understand my predicament."

"Oh, right."

After a pause, Yao Qingkong said with a sneer, "That's good too. He used to say that he was the sect leader of the Five Elements Sect and hesitated all day about going back."

Since he can't let go, then I'll help him cut off this thought. I want to see how he'll treat me after he finds out I killed his junior brother.

"Hehe, hehe..."

A mouthful of black blood spilled from the corner of Tulou's mouth as he sneered repeatedly.

"Kill me if you want, right here, right now!"

I want to see for myself how the woman he loves kills me—the guy who boasted to Master that he would protect the sect and his fellow disciples.

"Ahem, you don't really think that our Five Elements Sect has become easy to bully just because he's gone, do you?"

"I tell you……"

Tulou grinned, revealing a hint of arrogance: "If I die here today, tomorrow the Five Elements Sect will turn the entire cultivation world upside down. Where will you, a rat in the gutter, hide then?"

"..."

"You're provoking me, trying to make me kill you quickly."

Yao Qingkong sneered: "Are you afraid that you'll be unable to hold back your tears and beg for mercy in a little while?"

"As for the so-called Five Elements Sect turning the cultivation world upside down..."

Yao Qingkong scoffed: "Save your breath. Since he left, what kind of threat can a sect that can't even find a successor to its sect leader pose? I'm afraid it can't even coordinate the sect's power, can it?"

"Who told you we don't have a sect leader?"

Tulou's expression grew increasingly grim, but he still managed a cold laugh: "Not only do I have it, but I'm also much stronger than that guy!"

"Ah."

Upon hearing Tulou speak ill of his beloved, Yao Qingkong's face turned frosty: "Oh? Huo Le? Or Shui Ran? It can't be Mu Ling, can it?"

"You're not worthy to know her name, cough cough..."

A hint of a smile flashed across Tulou's eyes.

"That's a true genius who can kill a Nascent Soul cultivator in his teens. Even that guy we call Senior Brother is far inferior."

"Uh……"

Yao Qingkong was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"Hahaha, a teenager, a teenager? The story you're making up about Tulou is a bit too absurd and funny. If what you said were more plausible, I might believe it."

A teenager attempting to break through to the Nascent Soul stage? He'd probably still be clinging to his mother and breastfeeding all day, hahaha, you're going to make me laugh to death!

"I haven't been this happy in decades."

Yao Qingkong withdrew his smile, a cruel expression appearing on his face.

"Your last words are good, which makes me very happy. So, I'll let you live a few more minutes and slowly enjoy the feeling of your internal organs being corroded and cleansed by the toxins. This is a rare opportunity."

"whispering sound……"

Tulou did not answer, or rather, every word he had spoken was torture for him.

only……

The earthen building squeezed out the last bit of spiritual power within its body, and several rocks rolled up from the ground, drawing special lines of spiritual power. In the entire cultivation world, there were only a handful of people who could sense or even understand these lines.

Since we've given him a few more minutes, he can leave behind more information...

The life of the earthen building continued to slip away, and the woman stood quietly to the side watching, her eyes flickering with an unreadable expression.

He will forgive me...

Yao Qingkong remained expressionless.

Perhaps, we could simply keep this a secret...

.........

In the pavilion in the middle of the lake, two good-for-nothings—oops…two handsome young men and beautiful young women with flushed faces—were still slumped on the bench, slowly recovering their health.

The numbers +1hp +1hp +1hp kept popping up above his head.

Then, upon glancing at the other person's face, his heart raced again, and a string of -520hp, -521hp, and -1314hp exploded above his head, instantly reducing his health bar to almost nothing.

If this continues, the two of them will probably have to send it. (Sad)

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

Hei Yang looked up at the sky, his hands trembling.

He apologized, realizing that one should not be deceived by appearances. Only by clearing away the clouds can the truth be revealed; practice is the sole criterion for testing truth…

-

9999-9999

Black Sun's health bar slowly reached zero, then rapidly extended in the opposite direction along the number line, beginning to deplete its health points...

"Ugh, ugh, ugh..."

Hongli tilted her head, her gaze vacant, her small mouth slightly open, opening and closing like a fish every now and then, but she couldn't utter a word...

The Nirvana Furnace in the center of the pavilion in the lake is still burning, making people feel hot all over, thirsty, and distracted...

Like a lazy dog ​​panting under the shade of a tree on a hot summer day, or a salted fish staring wide-eyed at the dinner table.

Others' Golden Core stage cultivators: With a single sword strike, they can chill fourteen provinces; take a person's head from a thousand miles away; summon wind and rain, move mountains and overturn seas; and sit atop the nine heavens, looking down upon everyone.

My own Golden Core stage: Huff, ha, ha, no, I can't take it anymore. I'm going to die, I can't breathe, my heart is beating so fast, are my blood vessels about to burst?

"..."

"..."

"Um?!"

Hong Li suddenly sprang to her feet with a splash of water, sitting up as if from a zombie, straightening her collar with a bewildered expression.

"what?"

"what happened?"

Still lying there, Hei Yang asked weakly, "What's wrong?"

"No, no, that..."

Hong Li swallowed hard, took a deep breath, and finally couldn't help but say, "Damn it, someone's cursing at me!"

"what?"

A string of question marks appeared above Hei Yang's head.

"Absolutely not!"

Hongli gritted her teeth and glared at her boyfriend, complaining.

"Heiyang, someone's insulting me for always clinging to my mom and still breastfeeding. How can I tolerate this? I absolutely cannot!"

"Well……"

Hei Yang frowned: "Isn't that the truth? He hugs his mother and likes to drink milk..."

"Pooh!"

Hongli glared at Heiyang angrily: "Whose side are you on anyway?!"

"Ah this..."

Hei Yang's lips twitched, revealing a shocked and furious expression: "Is that so? Let's beat him up!"

"well said!"

Hong Li nodded fiercely, her black and red pills surging with spiritual power, and countless demonic shadows vanished into the space: "Beat him up!"

……

"Hmm...it can hold up pretty well."

Yao Qingkong looked expressionlessly at the earthen building lying on the ground, shook his head, and raised a foot towards its head.

"Sorry, I'm tired of seeing you, so please die right now... uh..."