22: Chapter 22 How do you want to die?

Night.

Liu Daqiang, having just come out of Jingsi Valley, tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

By the moonlight, one could see that his room was now in a complete mess.

Having achieved a Breakthrough from the Qi Refining Third Layer to the Foundation Establishment Stage, he simply could not control the suddenly increased power.

The things in the room had all been broken by his own accidental hands.

What bothered Liu Daqiang even more was that his heart was always restless and uneasy, with an urge to kill.

Crack.

A sound of porcelain shattering suddenly came from the quiet night.

"Who is it?"

"Young Master, it is me, Qingzhu. The Old Mistress asked me to come and see if you are sleeping well."

As a servant in the Liu clan, although Qingzhu was not old, her skin was fair and white; one look and you could tell she was a budding beauty.

Liu Daqiang's gaze did not land on Qingzhu's body, but instead fixed on her fair neck; the desire in his heart was uncontrollable.

"Oh, Qingzhu~"

Liu Daqiang's voice was distorted.

"I am not sleeping well, my shoulders ache a bit. Come over and give me a massage."

Ever since Liu Daqiang's face was disfigured, anyone who saw his pockmarked face felt terrified.

Qingzhu was naturally no exception.

Seeing Qingzhu hesitating, the violent rage in Liu Daqiang's heart suddenly erupted.

"Are you afraid of me?"

After saying this, he flashed over and dragged Qingzhu directly onto the bed.

Qingzhu opened her wide, innocent eyes, clearly not having reacted yet.

"Help~"

Before the word "me" could be screamed out, Liu Daqiang bit into her neck.

The scorching hot blood was swallowed by Liu Daqiang in large gulps.

Lying on the bed, Qingzhu never expected that Liu Daqiang would actually suck her blood.

Immense fear made her struggle violently.

But she was only a weak woman after all, and without any cultivation, how could she be a match for Liu Daqiang, who was at the Foundation Establishment Stage?

In just a moment, there was no movement.

Hiccup.

After sucking up Qingzhu's blood, Liu Daqiang let out a hiccup. Now his mood was calm, his mind clearer than ever, and that sense of violent rage had vanished completely.

When he came to his senses and looked at Qingzhu, who had died with her eyes wide open, Liu Daqiang began to be afraid.

"Blood Pill, could there be a second side effect?"

Two days later, Liu Daqiang had a relapse, and only after sucking the blood of another maid did he return to normal.

At this moment, Liu Daqiang finally confirmed that after taking the Blood Pill, he could not live without blood.

"Damn it, no wonder it was buried in Jingsi Valley. Who on earth wanted to harm me~"

Liu Daqiang had completely forgotten that he had voluntarily swallowed the Blood Pill back then.

"Hmph, it is Zhao Mo. Everything is because of Zhao Mo."

"If it weren't for him~"

Bang.

The table beside him shattered in response.

After sucking blood twice in a row, Liu Daqiang's control over his Qi had also improved significantly.

Next, Mortals or Cultivators at the Qi Refining Stage were constantly being harmed.

These dead people, without exception, had all been drained of their blood.

Strangely, with so many people dead, the Xuan Sect seemed unaware, as if every incident was suppressed by a mysterious hand.

...

Cicada chirps.

The sound of cicadas, combined with the sultry weather, made Zhao Mo feel a bit annoyed.

"If it weren't for these damned Demon Worms, I would have been lying in Leisurely Residence long ago. Why suffer this torment?"

In his hand, Zhao Mo held an extended iron stake, on which a string of Demon Worm corpses were skewered.

These Demon Worms were developing from gray to black, and their defense had increased significantly; tapping them with a finger produced a dull sound.

Fortunately, Zhao Mo had already achieved Foundation Establishment, so dealing with these Demon Worms was relatively easy. Only Ding Xin, at the Qi Refining Seventh Layer, had been suffering greatly recently, fighting the Demon Worms every day.

If even Ding Xin, at the Qi Refining Seventh Layer, was like this, not to mention those Cultivators with even lower cultivation.

"Those planting hybrid spirit rice this year are in for a miserable time," Zhao Mo muttered to himself.

But he had no good solution either. He didn't even know where these Demon Worms came from, so he could only rely on personal effort.

Fortunately, the heading stage of the hybrid spirit rice was not long, just over twenty days or so; just endure it and it would be over.

Buzz buzz.

"It is so damn annoying."

Under the moonlight, Zhao Mo stabbed a flying Demon Worm to death with his iron stake.

"You have completed pest control in the spirit field, Experience +10."

These damn things didn't distinguish between day and night, endless and incessant. If it weren't for the experience points keeping Zhao Mo going, he would have really wanted to just lie flat.

"Who is there?"

A red shadow in the distance, flickering in and out of sight, caught Zhao Mo's attention.

"Hehe~"

"The person who is going to kill you~"

The red shadow drifted slowly in front of Zhao Mo like a ghost.

When he saw the person clearly, Zhao Mo was startled.

Dressed in entirely red clothes, his face had no good flesh left, and his left eye was a black hole.

"Who are you?"

"Liu Daqiang?"

Zhao Mo did not expect that a former scholar had now become this ghostly figure.

"Very good, as long as you remember me."

"Speak, how do you want to die?"

Zhao Mo was speechless, "What should I remember about you?"

"Also, what do you mean by how do I want to die? Did I offend you?"

Hearing Zhao Mo's words, Liu Daqiang's head nearly exploded. He believed that his miserable life was all caused by Zhao Mo, and he thought day and night about how to kill Zhao Mo.

Yet he did not expect that Zhao Mo thought they had no grudges.

"How could you not have offended me?"

"You used hybrid spirit rice to set me up, causing me heavy losses, not to mention making me lose all face~"

"And, you and Luo Yan are having an illicit affair, how am I supposed to face people?"

"Between these two things, for which one do you not deserve to die?"

"Holy crap!" Zhao Mo cursed. He had never seen such a shameless person.

"Big brother, are you mistaken?"

"When you bought the spirit rice back then, didn't I warn you repeatedly that this hybrid spirit rice was the first harvest, and since we didn't know if there were any problems, it must absolutely not be used as seed rice?"

"But you were obsessed and insisted on having your own way; what does that have to do with me?"

"And about Luo Yan~"

Zhao Mo's eyes became even more melancholic.

"It seems I knew her first, right?"

"Didn't you cuckold me?"

"Shut up," Liu Daqiang roared angrily.

"Anyway, it is you who deserves to die."

"If it weren't for you, none of this would have happened."

"Die for me."

Bang.

Liu Daqiang's blade clashed with Zhao Mo's iron stake, sparks flying.

"Foundation Establishment Cultivator!"

Both exclaimed in shock simultaneously.

Liu Daqiang looked at Zhao Mo with suspicion and uncertainty. He originally thought that Zhao Mo, a Cultivator at the Qi Refining Stage, would be killed in an instant, but he didn't expect that Zhao Mo had actually achieved Foundation Establishment.

"Hmph, Foundation Establishment or not, you are going to die." Liu Daqiang raised his blade and slashed at Zhao Mo again.

Both were newly entered into the Foundation Establishment Stage, their Realms were equivalent. Liu Daqiang's blade technique was exquisite, and Zhao Mo's iron stake was used with masterful skill; the two were actually evenly matched.

The sound of the blade and iron stake clashing soon attracted the attention of the surrounding people.

"Who is that?"

"It seems to be two Foundation Establishment Cultivators."

"One of them seems to be Senior Brother Zhao."

In a place like Xiao Ji Village, there hadn't been a fight between Foundation Establishment Cultivators for many years. Everyone was a person who just "lay flat," farming and cultivating the Dao when they had nothing to do; no one would fight to the death.

Tonight, Zhao Mo and Liu Daqiang had really opened their eyes.

As time passed, Liu Daqiang's pressure grew greater. After all, he had taken a shortcut to achieve his Foundation Establishment Breakthrough, so how could he have as deep a Foundation as Zhao Mo?

"I am going to kill you, I must kill you."

Seeing that he was constantly suppressed by Zhao Mo, the violent rage in Liu Daqiang's heart surged again. At this moment, the only thing he craved was power, the power to kill Zhao Mo.

Bang.

Zhao Mo smashed his iron stake onto Liu Daqiang's blade. Using this force, Liu Daqiang did a flip and landed in the crowd of onlookers.

Grabbing a person, he bit into their neck.