Chapter 855 - Strange Master and Disciple

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Hearing what the short-bearded man said, the old man suddenly opened his sharp eyes, and there was obvious displeasure on his dry old face.

“Why are there fewer and fewer people?!” The old man’s voice was hoarse and sinister, making people’s hair stand on end.

The short-bearded man opened the suitcase and replied, “The news about kidnappings have been rampant recently. Those people don’t dare to be too blatant.”

The old man snorted coldly when he heard that. “Trash!”

The short-bearded man lowered his head and didn’t dare to speak again.

“We need 81 boys and girls. There are only ten more to go. After this, the ancient life-prolonging method will be completed. By then, you’ll definitely benefit from it.”

The old man glanced at the short-bearded man and said meaningfully.

The short-bearded man was delighted and promised excitedly, “Thank you, Master. Don’t worry, Master. I’ll definitely find you the last ten boys and girls.”

The short-bearded man’s guarantee made the old man very satisfied. After nodding slightly, he signaled for the short-bearded man to start moving.

The short-bearded man immediately understood what the old man meant. He grabbed one of the boys in the suitcase and carried him to the blood pool. He took out a dagger from his body and was about to cut the boy’s neck to bleed into the pool, but suddenly, the dagger in the short-bearded man’s hand suddenly turned around and the sharp tip of the knife was aimed at the old man’s throat.

The old man was shocked, and his shock quickly turned into fury.

“Bastard!” The old man shouted angrily and circulated the power of the spell in his body, wanting to kill the short-bearded man in one move.

However, the next moment, the old man suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and his eyes widened in disbelief.

At the same time, the short-bearded man stabbed the old man’s throat mercilessly with his sharp dagger.

“Pfft—”

Blood gushed out and splashed on the short-bearded man’s face, but he didn’t care at all. Instead, he smiled strangely.

“You… You…”

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The old man opened and closed his mouth, and blood kept gushing out of his mouth. Finally, he fell from the mat by the pool and soon lost his breath.

After the old man died, the short-bearded man didn’t relax. Instead, he quickly took out a palm-sized mini wooden sword. It was completely black and faintly emitted a strange smell.

Before the old man’s soul left his body, the short-bearded man started chanting a spell. The moment the old man’s soul left his body, he took the opportunity to seal it on the pitch-black mini wooden sword.

“Ah—you unfilial disciple, unfilial disciple!”

The old man, sealed in the mini wooden sword, let out a series of shouts, but they were quickly cut off by the short-bearded man.

Looking at the mini wooden sword in his hand, the short-bearded man laughed loudly. “My good master, I’ve prepared for five years to deal with you. Now, you’ve finally died in my hands. It only took five years. It’s worth it.”

After saying that, the short-bearded man put away the mini wooden sword. When his gaze landed on the blood pool, he revealed an ecstatic look.

“Ancient Life-Prolonging Technique. Hahaha, as long as this life-prolonging technique succeeds, I will have eternal life. I will be the only human who can live as long as the world! No, I won’t be human when that time comes. I’ll be a god. I’ll be a god who lives as long as the world! I’ll be a god who’s supreme! Hahaha…”

Thinking of the glory in the future, the short-bearded man laughed happily, as if the so-called life-prolonging technique he mentioned had already succeeded.

But the next moment, the short-bearded man’s laughter stopped abruptly.

“Who is it?”

Sensing an unfamiliar aura, the short-bearded man suddenly turned around and a hint of shock flashed through his eyes.