Chapter 145 (2/2)

As both the demonic devils heard that, their eyes lit up and said, “No problem, master can just observe!”

As they said that, they immediately faced each other with their hands raised up. Then, Little Fatty saw a vague shadow shooting out from the duo. Both of them then started to cry out in pain. One of them grabbed his chest, the other his head while they squirmed on the floor in agony. Even though their bodies were bleeding from cuts by the rock fragments, they did not have any reaction at all.

After a moment of torture, they slowly stopped moving and died tragically. When they died, they were tortured to the point that they didn't seem human anymore.

As for the two demonic devils, they left their victims’ bodies after they died to became the stunning ladies they were. Seeing their docile and shy face, it was impossible for one to imagine that they just tortured a person to death moments ago.

Little Fatty then inquired, “Do you guys feel any pain when torturing them?”“Hehe, what has it got to do with us? We will only control their sense of pain if necessary. We only control the movements of their bodies. As for whether or not they were in pain or feeling ticklish, it was all for them to ‘enjoy’ it!” A nun explained.

“You guys are simply too amazing!” As Little Fatty heard that, he could not help but sigh in amazement.

“No matter how strong we are, we are still your servants!” One of the nuns said coquettishly.

“This means that master is the strongest!” The other nun added on. “Hehe”, Little Fatty laughed conceitedly. Then, he commanded to set off. But this time, he allowed the two who just obtained merits to stay by his side and deployed the other two by his side for surveillance. It was a form of reward for them too.

In the next few days, Little Fatty met another 6 people in the forest. They were divided into two groups, carefully moving around in the forest. But in face of the formless witches, they were all easily subdued.

Amongst them, the first wave of people were righteous cultivators and the second devil’s cultivators. For those of the devil’s sect, Little Fatty would not show mercy as he killed them and s.n.a.t.c.hed their treasures. But for the righteous cultivators, Little Fatty could not bear to kill them. Although he showed no mercy when he killed someone, it does not mean that he could kill the innocent just for his own profits. That was not Little Fatty’s style. He would like a clear conscience in whatever he does, thus he was completely unable to do anything unethical.

As such, Little Fatty chose to let the 3 of them off and only took their Mystical Spiritual Fruits. With regards to daylight robbery as such, Little Fatty did not feel a single trace of guilt. The objective of this hunt was for the Mystical Sky Fruits and the rules said that everyone could s.n.a.t.c.h it from others.

In other words, it was alright to s.n.a.t.c.h the Mystical Spiritual Fruits in this hunt. In fact, it was even alright to kill. If the situation was reversed, they may even kill Little Fatty! It is just that Little Fatty has a peaceful personality and he wanted no slaughter, thus letting them go. This was already considered to be extremely magnanimous.

Of course, in order to not let his trump cards be shown, Little Fatty let the witches wipe out their memories. In such a way, they only knew that they had been ambushed and not be able to remember the whole process of the ambush. Thus, this matter would not be traced back to Little Fatty.

From the 6 of them, Little Fatty obtained a total of 5 jade boxes. As such, he had already obtained 10 Mystical Spiritual Fruits, obtaining one more than his original goal.

Jubilant, Little Fatty had another joyous night with the 9 Demonic Desire Witches. In that wild night, he was only satisfied after he managed to make all 9 ladies cry out in surrender.

Those nine beauties had no complaints regarding Little Fatty’s libido. In fact, they were pleasantly surprised. For these ferocious witches to find an owner as ferocious as them was like reaping good fortune from good karma that they have sowed in their previous life. Thus, they were all extremely overjoyed and became even more loyal to Little Fatty.

After Little Fatty had his round of ‘morning breakfast milk the next morning’, he began his search for Han Bing’er. He continued walking towards the north, having great trust in ShuiJing’s augury. Even though there was no trace of Han Bing’er over the past few days, he did not have any signs of wavering. Obviously, unless he reached the edge of the Jade Green Screen, he would continue walking until he found Han Bing’er. Obviously, ShuiJing’s Plum Blossom Divination coupled with the Mystical Tortoisesh.e.l.l and World Coin was extremely accurate.

Just this morning after Little Fatty walked for more than two hours, he received news from a scouting beauty that she found traces of Han Bing’er. At this moment, Han Bing’er was fighting against 3 devil’s cultivator.

As he heard this news, Little Fatty was immediately filled with vigor and hurriedly kept his Wing Piercing Tiger. Then, he commanded all 4 beauties to transform into their formless form and move forward surrept.i.tiously.

In Front of a giant tree located a couple of kilometres away, 1 women and 3 men were facing each other in a tensed atmosphere. The beautiful lady whose body was emitting frost aura looked in disdain at the 3 nervous looking devil’s cultivator.

The 3 devil’s cultivators were all extremely nervous, as their muscles tensed up as though they were ready to attack anytime soon.

All these 3 cultivators were all about the age of 20 and had a baleful aura around them. It was obvious that they were not weak and were at least the 12th XianTian stage.

The guy in the middle was a well build man with a curly moustache. He was dressed in black and emitted a baleful aura. The most prominent feature about him was his two large hands which were completely black with an odious smell emanating from them. It was obvious that he cultivated an evil martial skill relating to the hands.

On his left was a scrawny guy, with his eyes darting around, signaling that he would escape the moment he felt that it was hopeless.

The guy on the right was a teen dressed in white. His eyebrows were furrowed and had an apprehensive expression. His hands held a spirit calling banner which was 20 feet long, on it were dancing souls. With a single glance, it could be seen that it was probably nothing good, and was probably an evil artifact used by the devil’s cultivator to refine souls.

At this moment, all 3 of them were extremely nervous. As though the person in front of them wasn’t this beautiful fairy but a death G.o.d who wanted their lives. All of them were scared to the point that they had broke out in cold sweat.

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