Chapter 299: with translation of chapter title
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A Qi licked away the blood droplets splashed on his lips, the red light in his eyes overwhelming reason.
He now firmly believes that he is the protagonist of this world.
Whatever Ancient Immortal Sect, whatever white-clad immortal, they are all stepping stones on his path to the top.
Air-raid shelter secret chamber.
Gu Yuan sat upright on a rosewood chair, myriad time-light lamps hovering before him, their wicks projecting the scene from the sewage channel.
A Qi's greedy, frenzied appearance was laid bare in every detail.
"This kid, his eating manners are truly ugly."
Gu Xuan Ce had at some point sauntered over, glanced at the light screen, and shook his head in disdain,
"That old thing's cultivation method is nothing but filling it with human lives. This kid's meridians are riddled with holes, sustained only by external blood qi; if the external blood qi can't keep up, his flesh will collapse instantly."
"It won't collapse."
Gu Yuan lifted his teacup, brushing away the floating leaves on the water,
"That old thing's divine sense protects him, so he won't die. The bait grows too slow; how would a big fish bite the hook?"
Gu Yuan set down his teacup, his fingertip lightly wiping the storage ring,
A broken dagger fell onto the tabletop.
It was pitch-black all over, neither metal nor stone, the edge full of nicks, and the hilt still bore dried dark-red bloodstains.
This was a piece of scrap copper and iron left behind by some clueless rogue cultivator on the Profound Heaven Continent.
He doesn't even remember when he picked it up.
Its material later had a speck of immortal gold mixed in by Gu Yuan; placed in the law-deficient wasteland of the Heavenly Pivot Source Realm, it becomes an invincible peerless divine weapon.
"Uncle Xuan Ce, summon Iron Slayer." Gu Yuan pushed the dagger forward.
Not long after, Iron Slayer entered.
"Take this thing and deliver it to A Qi."
Gu Yuan's tone was calm, giving no hint of joy or anger,
"Tell him, as the sect master of the Ancient Immortal Sect, to lack even a decent weapon is to lose face for me; let him wield this knife and serve me well, and tell him that this blade is sufficient to slay immortals."
Iron Slayer took the dagger with both hands; the instant it entered his grip, the fierce murderous aura stung his palm.
He is a smart man, never asking why, just lowering his head to get the job done.
After Iron Slayer withdrew, Gu Xuan Ce clicked his tongue twice: "Young master, you're just dissatisfied that he's not dying fast enough—with this, his killing speed will double, and the mixed impure blood qi he inhales will also increase exponentially. And being able to slay immortals… I fear he'll start overthinking."
"If he doesn't overthink, why would I cultivate him?"
What Gu Yuan wants has never been A Qi's life.
What he wants is the Heavenly Source Old Ancestor behind him, and the entanglement between A Qi and this world's Heavenly Dao.
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