There's Something Wrong With My Immortal Path

Chapter 101: My Disciple is a True Demon.

The sun revolves, and the flower threads intertwine.

Just as Zhao Jiu activated the bloodline inheritance, strands of flower threads directly rushed towards him.

The more flower threads there were, the grander the sun became, and the flower threads helped the sun continue to grow.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Jiu clenched his fist tightly.

As expected! He guessed it right!

But after carefully sensing the sun within his body, Zhao Jiu furrowed his brow.

Something's not right, this illusory sun did not reflect on his physical body.

Mirror Flower Water Moon... My immortal master deceived me.

True and false, false and true, perhaps only the comprehension is real.

Otherwise... I can really condense my own illusory sun here.

While sighing, Zhao Jiu looked towards He Nian Sheng not far away.

At this moment, He Nian Sheng was also activating his physical potential without considering the consequences. Obviously, he also understood the mysteries of this place.

However, it's a pity that the path of merging blood is not the right way.

Even if He Nian Sheng activates it to the extreme, he still cannot surpass Zhao Jiu's illusory sun.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Jiu laughed.

He Nian Sheng! When I get out, I will definitely kill you!

With a sidelong glance, Zhao Jiu looked towards Xia Ming not far away.

Then, he couldn't laugh anymore.

That smile froze on his lips, appearing extremely strange.

Behind Xia Ming, there were densely packed flower threads!

Too many to count!

Damn it!

What kind of physical cultivation did this guy practice?

He actually surpassed my immortal bloodline!

No!

After I get out, I have to devour him!

Actually, as the person involved, Xia Ming was also confused at this moment.

He only saw that small eye moving up and down with satisfaction, and then a slender flower thread extended into his lower dantian, starting to manipulate the blood wheel and heavenly gate. But only a few gears were moving.

Seeing this scene, that small eye became angry, and then one after another flower thread extended into his lower dantian, starting to manipulate the crimson gears together.

Regarding this, Xia Ming could only say that the Great Dao should be driven by steam, not forcefully manipulated!

Then, Xia Ming saw the gears of the blood wheel and heavenly gate start to rotate rapidly!

Under his terrified "gaze," the heavenly gate slowly opened.

Outside the heavenly gate was an endless abyss.

Snap—very soon.

Xia Ming sensed that something was wrong.

No, why are the gears doing useless work?

Why is there no energy feedback?

Could it be... everything is fake?

Is it... the blood pill has side effects again?

I knew it, this batch of blood pills shouldn't have included the flesh of the Tai Sui!

That thing doesn't look good and doesn't taste good!

...

Seeing the flower threads rushing towards Xia Ming one after another, Zhao Jiu became anxious.

If this continues, how can he succeed?

He had worked so hard, he couldn't possibly pave the way for Xia Ming!

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and Zhao Jiu made a decision.

Kill the person, exterminate the heart!

Attack his Dao heart, destroy his fighting spirit!

Xia Ming is still young after all. If his Dao heart is disturbed, can he still continue to cultivate his physical techniques?

Actually, what Zhao Jiu didn't know was that Xia Ming didn't even need to cultivate. His physical techniques were automatic.

With his thoughts, Zhao Jiu began his performance.

"Xia Ming? Ming'er? Do you know, when I killed Xia Laojiu on Longshou Plain, he cried miserably. He knelt on the ground and begged me, begged me to spare your life, begged me to spare his Ming'er."

Slowly opening his eyes, Xia Ming looked at Zhao Jiu coldly, thinking he was talking nonsense.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Jiu was not discouraged.

"Alright, Xia Ming, let me tell you the truth. Xia Laojiu was actually me from the beginning. I went to your hometown and killed everyone in the Xia Family Fort, extracting their souls, depriving them of their memories, including your parents and lover."

"Oh, by the way, I blew up your ancestral grave."

Hearing this, Xia Ming slowly raised his middle finger towards Zhao Jiu.

Although he didn't understand Xia Ming's meaning, Zhao Jiu could still read the disdain in Xia Ming's eyes.

Damn Xia Ming!

Before Zhao Jiu could speak, Xia Ming coldly said,

"I told you! Didn't you hear me clearly? My surname is not Xia! My surname is Zhao!"

Xia Ming's Dao heart was firm, as steady as an old dog, while Zhao Jiu was directly stunned.

(⊙_⊙)?

Xia Ming's surname is Zhao? Then what's my surname?

This damn Xia Ming disturbed my Dao heart! This guy must have taken too many pills!

Just like his master! There's something slightly abnormal about it!

In just a few moments of absent-mindedness, Xia Ming's back was covered with many strands of flowers.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Jiu's teeth were almost ground to pieces.

Damn it!

Let me stuff your mouth with strong medicine!

Are you crazy or what?

"Xia Ming! Do you really think you have a Hidden Spirit Root!"

Upon hearing Zhao Jiu's words, Xia Ming remained expressionless, but He Nian Sheng, not far away, slowly raised his head.

Xia Ming is not a Hidden Spirit Root? Then what is he? A pill furnace?

He Nian Sheng's understanding began to waver.

"Xia Ming! Let me tell you! There is no Hidden Spirit Root in this world at all. It's a big lie spread by the Ancestor of Inspiration! You are not a Hidden Spirit Root at all! Guess what you really are!"

Boom--

Hearing this, Xia Ming remained indifferent.

But He Nian Sheng's body trembled violently, and as his white hair fluttered, several blood-colored strands of flowers fell mercilessly from his back.

He Nian Sheng's Dao heart wavered. He could tell that Zhao Jiu was not lying, so the question arose.

Without a Hidden Spirit Root, everything is fake. What is Xia Ming then?

And what is the Kirin Blood?

...

Seeing all this, Zhao Jiu was a little confused.

What's going on?

Xia Ming is unresponsive, and He Nian Sheng is wavering?

Am I hitting the cow from a distance? Do I have that ability?

Forget it, neither of them is a good person.

Thinking of this, Zhao Jiu continued:

"Xia Ming! Don't you want to know what your eyes really are?"

"Do you really think they are a gift from heaven? Poor Ming'er, they are a curse!"

"Oh, by the way, you wouldn't be living in your own world, would you? Come on, tell us what you saw!"

"Your Spirit Root is not a caterpillar, is it? Or maybe you don't even know what a Spirit Root is!"

"Everything you see that seems reasonable is just your wishful thinking!"

When Zhao Jiu said this, he saw Xia Ming's eyes slowly turning towards him.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Jiu was overjoyed.

Finally, he took the bait.

Xia Ming slowly clenched his fist, and the side effects of the second-generation Blood Pill began to show.

Xia Ming felt a surging fire in his heart. If this fire is not released, it will burn his internal organs and consume everything.

So, under the gaze of the two, Xia Ming shouted loudly:

"Zhao Jiu! You don't understand shit! That's my Goldfinger! Do you understand Goldfinger? You ignorant bumpkin from the Immortal Continent!"

"Spirit Root! You tell me what Spirit Root is! Do you understand? Gears! Machinery! Internal combustion engine! Do you understand, Zhao Jiu? Do you understand?"

"Why is what you say always right? Who made the rules? Immortals?"

"Can't the immortals you admire make mistakes? Haven't they come step by step?"

"And you! Master He! Spreading the Dao, receiving disciples, resolving doubts! I'm willing to call you Master!"

"But Master! Don't you have any ill intentions towards me? Master, is this the Immortal Path you follow?"

Exhaling a long breath, Xia Ming's gaze became extremely firm.

"Whether it's Goldfinger, Hidden Spirit Root, or eyes... they are all part of me, Xia Ming!"

"What's important is that I know who I am! My cognition! My past, they all make up the present me!"

"I am Xia Ming! Unique Xia Ming!"

"Even if you all say I'm abnormal, I will still continue on firmly!"

"I will walk to the end of this world and then tell you all!"

"I am not wrong!"

"Paths are made by people. Why can't I, Xia Ming, create my own path?"

As he said this, a warm little hand slowly clasped Xia Ming's big hand.

At this moment of endless coldness, Xia Ming's heart trembled slightly.

No, I am not alone.

...

While Xia Ming was roaring in anger, one after another strand of flowers connected to him.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Jiu widened his eyes.

What a selfish heart! It actually coincides with the Immortal Law! Damn it!

This Xia Ming cannot be allowed to live!

With his thoughts, Zhao Jiu slowly looked at He Nian Sheng.

"He Nian Sheng, haven't you figured it out yet? With your vast knowledge, can't you guess what your precious disciple really is?"

His pupils condensed and then expanded, repeating this three times.

Finally, He Nian Sheng slowly closed his eyes.

When He Nian Sheng opened his eyes again, his gaze had become as dark as an abyss.

Looking at Xia Ming, He Nian Sheng said slowly:

"My disciple is a true demon."

(End of this chapter)