Chapter 31 - , Frigid Pool Snow Worm (2/2)

He shrugged. He wanted a Bone Tempering expert, not a run of the mill cultivator stuck at the cusp of entering Bone Tempering Stage that he could easily deal with.

It was at this time the old man’s body trembled and an inch-long snow-white worm crawled out of his mouth.

“Ah…”

Lei Yuting shrieked. But when she saw the worm, her anger got the best of her.

“So you’re the cause of my godfather’s illness!” Lei Yuting poured all her power into the lightning between her two fingers and stabbed at the worm.

“Stop!”

Zhuo Fan grabbed her hand. Lei Yuting saw his eyes flash with an odd light.

“What are you doing? We need to kill this parasite!”

“You know nothing!”

Zhuo Fan looked for a box to put the worm carefully. Before closing the lid, he dropped a few drops of blood essence and smiled with satisfaction as he hid it in his chest.

Never did he expect to earn so much on this trip.

This creature was called Frigid Pool Snow Worm, one that lived in the coldest waters and was very rare. It was a parasite that would die if the larva didn’t find a host in two hours after hatching.

But the cold pool it lived in hardly had any living beings and most of the worms would die soon after being born.

A demonic cultivator would raise it into an inferior demonic creature since most poisonous worms or insects could be turned into parasites. This was why many demonic cultivators considered the Frigid Pool Snow Worm a mere parasite, albeit a rarer one.

Yet even in the Sacred Domain, one would be hard-pressed to find someone who knew of Frigid Pool Snow Worm’s fatal flaw. It would only leave its host when it was on the brink of death.

Just now, the Blood Infant used the Demon Transformation Art to kill its larva and make it believe its life was threatened so it would come out willingly. Another way was to kill the old man.

By destroying all its larva, the worm had now become a common parasite.

However, a treasure such as this could be refined into an unprecedented demonic creature in Zhuo Fan’s hands.

He started to let out an evil smile. His grin only made the other three’s hearts shudder, thinking Zhuo Fan was worse than Yang Ming.

“Carry him, we’re returning to Windgaze City.”

Zhuo Fan then turned to the remaining guard with a kind smile, “Thank you for opening the door for us.”

With a strained nod, the guard squeezed a smile.

Then a steel grip lifted him by the throat, “But now, you’re expendable.”

“No!”

Lei Yuting was late in stopping him. Black energy burrowed into the guard and he soon blew up in a cloud of dust.

She froze seeing Zhuo Fan kill a man for the first time.

He was so ruthless, he didn’t even leave a corpse. Lei Yuting recalled how she spent the last few days next to such a murderer and fear swelled inside her.

Even the old man’s eyes squinted. He was a seasoned cultivator yet also felt his courage falter from Zhuo Fan’s act.

Lei Yuting looked at her godfather with a heavy heart, unsure if joining Zhuo Fan was a good choice. But one thing was certain, she should never ever make an enemy out of him!

Sighing, she resigned in carrying her godfather behind Zhuo Fan.

Bodies were strewn everywhere they looked around the camp. Each man had a peaceful death, but it was this calm expression that struck the greatest fear in the two’s hearts.

The mountain camp had around four hundred men, yet they all died without a sound, including those who weren’t corrupted by Yang Ming.

The old man had tears streaming down his cheeks when he recalled drinking with his brothers.

But far from hating Zhuo Fan, he was more grateful. He was the lord of Blackwind Mountain and knew decisiveness was needed here. Once word got out about his rescue, not only the ones here but also the ones living in Windgaze City would find themselves dead.

If Zhuo Fan didn’t do it, the old man would’ve asked him to.

He was grateful that Zhuo Fan spared him from giving out the kill order.

“Steward… Zhuo, thank… you.” His strained words shocked Lei Yuting, while Zhuo Fan understood.

The old man was both in admiration and fearful as he watched the bodies.

“You… did a great deed…”