158: Chapter 158 Subduing Huanglong

"Ah! My arm!"

Immortal Master Huang Long let out a miserable scream. He felt a piercing pain where the Fox-fur Coat wrapped around him, as his flesh and blood were being rapidly stripped away by the garment.

He shook it several times but couldn't fling the Fox-fur Coat off. Decisively, he raised his spirit sword and chopped off his entire arm from the shoulder.

By now, Li Zhu had transformed into her fox demon form. She was chewing on Immortal Master Huang Long's severed limb, her massive fox body looking extremely terrifying.

Seeing this, Fang Huai frowned and said, "How many times have I told you? Don't eat people in front of me. If you want to eat, pack it up and take it back yourself."

Li Zhu gave a light snort and said, "Hmph! Humans are allowed to eat demons, but demons aren't allowed to eat humans? Brother, you're such a hypocrite."

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Seeing that both the human and the demon were at the Foundation Establishment stage, Immortal Master Huang Long knew he could no longer win. A look of resolution suddenly appeared on his Face. "Fellow Daoists, watch as I use a secret technique to burn my Divine Soul and heavily wound this devil and demon to help you all escape!"

After saying that, he soared into the air, and his Divine Soul actually began to burn.

The remaining Cultivators were moved to tears upon seeing this. They hadn't expected that Immortal Master Huang Long, who usually exploited them, could make such a noble sacrifice.

"Fellow Daoists, let us act as Protectors for Immortal Master Huang Long!"

The remaining Cultivators all attacked Fang Huai together.

Fang Huai retreated several steps.

He wasn't afraid of these Qi Refining Cultivators; what he feared was his Foundation being damaged by Immortal Master Huang Long's self-detonation in such a confined space.

As Fang Huai retreated, the Cultivators pressed forward.

They thought Fang Huai was afraid, and their fighting spirit was instantly ignited.

"This devil Cultivator is scared! Let's go and buy time for Immortal Master Huang Long!"

"Foundation Establishment Cultivators are nothing special. Even we ants can bite a Devil Head to death!"

Fang Huai frowned, wondering where these people had heard such inspirational words.

In theory, if the number of ants was infinite, they could indeed bite a Devil Head to death. But in reality, a Devil Head could instantly kill thousands of ants with a single strike.

Seeing a Ninth Level of Qi Refining Cultivator getting more and more excited as he shouted, Fang Huai's figure blurred. He appeared before the man in an instant, grabbed his chest with both hands, and tore him in two.

"In front of me, you don't even qualify as ants."

He glanced toward Immortal Master Huang Long, only to see a hint of panic on the man's Face.

Fang Huai immediately became suspicious. What would someone who had decided to blow themselves up be panicked about?

He instantly understood Immortal Master Huang Long's intention, so he let loose and began clearing out the Cultivators in the Alchemy room.

Blood seeped from the corners of Immortal Master Huang Long's mouth; his Divine Soul could no longer hold out.

He was using the illusion of burning his Divine Soul as a ruse, while his gaze was actually fixed on the Quicksand Formation next to Fang Huai.

All the other teleportation arrays had been destroyed by Fang Huai; only this Formation could still be used for entry and exit.

Seeing Fang Huai move away from the Quicksand Formation to attack another Qi Refining Cultivator, Immortal Master Huang Long thought to himself that the chance had come. Like an arrow leaving a bow, he lunged toward Fang Huai.

"Immortal Master, have a safe journey!"

The Cultivators thought Immortal Master Huang Long was about to self-detonate, and their eyes turned red with emotion. However, they saw his direction suddenly shift; instead of hitting Fang Huai, he charged straight into the Quicksand Formation.

You bunch of fools. You refined and sold pills for me while you were alive, and even at death's door, you're being swindled by me one last time.

He was secretly gloating. It was just a pity about his arm; he'd have to find a friend in the Heavenly Demon Sect to attach a new one for him.

"Devil Cultivator, you just wait!"

Immortal Master Huang Long's figure flickered as he prepared to teleport through the Quicksand Formation, but a pale ghostly hand suddenly grabbed his neck and forcibly dragged him out of the array.

Fang Huai looked at Immortal Master Huang Long, who was being held up like a chick, and smiled. "Weren't you going to self-detonate? Why is it that you're abandoning your subordinates and running away alone?"

Fang Huai's voice wasn't loud, but it was extremely piercing. The alchemist Cultivators' eyes widened as they heard it.

It turned out Immortal Master Huang Long was playing them, using their lives to pave his own escape route.

"Fellow Daoist, please let me go. I've already lost an arm; I've already been punished."

How could Immortal Master Huang Long care about Face now? He valued his life above all else.

Fang Huai raised an eyebrow. "Let you go? What benefits can you give me?"

The Evil Qi from the ghostly hand had already invaded Immortal Master Huang Long's meridians. The erosion of the Evil Qi, combined with Fang Huai's Spiritual Pressure, made it hard for him to breathe.

But hearing Fang Huai's words, he seemed to find hope for survival. He struggled and said, "Fellow Daoist, I'll give you Spirit Stones. I have many Spirit Stones. Also, whatever Medicinal Pill you need, I can refine it for you."

Even if I can't refine it, I know people from the Alchemists' Guild. They can definitely refine it for you."

Fang Huai's furrowed brow relaxed slightly. After throwing Immortal Master Huang Long to the ground, he stepped on his chest, then tapped his Demon Storage Bag to summon Wu Yue.

"Father..."

After Wu Yue appeared, his Mid-Foundation Establishment Stage Spiritual Pressure made it even harder for the Cultivators present to breathe.

Immortal Master Huang Long gulped. This Mid-Foundation Establishment Stage devil creature actually called Fang Huai 'Father.' Could it be that Fang Huai's true strength was also at the Mid-Foundation Establishment Stage, or perhaps even higher?

He was completely finished. He had really kicked a steel plate this time. Even the person backing him wouldn't be able to contend with Fang Huai.

"Immortal Master, we were only deluded by Immortal Master Huang Long into becoming your enemies."

"We were forced to refine pills here. We are also pitiful people. Please let us go."

"I have elderly parents and young children. I beg you, please spare me."

The alchemist Cultivators knelt in a crowd, wailing and crying.

In the Face of life and death, what did dignity matter? They only wanted to live.

A strand of black Evil Qi condensed at Fang Huai's fingertip. Fang Huai spoke, "Huang Long, this is a Vow Fiend. Do you recognize it?"

Huang Long had spent many years navigating between the righteous and demonic paths, so he had naturally heard of this thing. He instantly realized that the person before him came from the destroyed Corpse Fiend Sect.

He quickly spoke, "Lord Demon Sovereign, I recognize it!"

Lord Demon Sovereign?

Fang Huai found it somewhat amusing. This Huang Long had actually become so humble.

"From now on, as the Cultivator by my side, every Alchemy technique you use and every Pill Formula you transcribe must be authentic and complete, without any traces of tampering."

Huang Long swallowed hard. He was afraid that after he finished refining the pills, Fang Huai would kill him, so he whispered, "Lord Demon Sovereign, can I add a condition?"

"Add what?"

"From now on, I will follow your lead and be forever loyal to you. If I violate this, may my Divine Soul be extinguished!"

Fang Huai found it quite funny.

Although this Immortal Master Huang Long was treacherous, he certainly knew how to adapt to the situation. Fang Huai had originally intended to kill him after squeezing out his value, but on second thought, as his followers grew in number, relying solely on Blood Jade Worms to increase cultivation would take forever.

It would be better to take in Huang Long and his group of Alchemy apprentices to refine pills for him. It would be convenient for his own consumption and for cultivating his followers.

Thinking of this, he patted Li Zhu's belly. "Spit it out."

"Spit what out?"

Li Zhu was stuffed full and looked confused.

"Spit out the bones from Huang Long's arm."

"Oh, you like them? Then you can have them."

After Li Zhu spoke, her giant mouth opened, and a pile of scattered bones was spat out.

Under Huang Long's bewildered gaze, Fang Huai chanted an incantation. A force combining blood vitality and Evil Qi condensed on the broken bones, then pieced them back into a complete skeletal structure and fused it back onto Huang Long's shoulder.

"Take more Blood Vitality Pills, and in less than a month, your arm will grow back."

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