Longevity Chronicles

Chapter 21 - 20: Searching the corpse is the only way to sudden wealth!

Tao Qian let out a low shout, and the old goat adept in the Subterranean Evasion Technique, Yang Ding, was reduced to ashes, without even a moment's struggle.

If others had witnessed this scene, they might have mistakenly believed Tao Qian was a deeply hidden expert.

But in fact, Tao Qian himself was still bewildered.

A second later, he finally regained his senses.

A multitude of thoughts swirled in his mind,

Afterward, Tao Qian once again merged into the shadows, silently waiting.

About a few minutes later, a "dull yellow" brilliance suddenly lit up the dark alley again.

A mass of yellow shadow burst from the ground, quickly forming a tangible body in mid-air.

Was it pretty boy Zhang Xian?

Indeed, it was.

But at this moment, a transformation of tremendous magnitude had overtaken his body.

Originally a frail, pale-faced youth, he had now bloated into a round and chubby figure, his robe stretched to the limit with something squirming inside.

Behind him, approximately four fresh red flesh tentacles, still wrapped in mucus and resembling python snakes, swayed.

Three of these tentacles were binding a garishly dressed, plump woman, while the remaining one swayed in front of the woman's face. The tip of this flesh whisker even had a bloodied mouth, capable of spewing out a white smoky unknown gas.

It seemed that the woman was in a constant state of confusion because of the gas.

Witnessing this scene, Tao Qian had no doubts left.

This "Zhang Xian's" so-called hypnotism Exotic Skill was nothing but an effect derived from the body alteration Magic he cultivated.

As Tao Qian conceived this idea, Zhang Xian, now indistinguishable from a monster or demon, also sensed something awry.

Yang Ding had disappeared.

Zhang Xian's brows furrowed, and he became alert at once, intending to take some action.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

A figure had somehow appeared at his side.

"You beast, you truly disgust me."

As Tao Qian uttered these words, another low shout penetrated Zhang Xian's mind.

The distance between the two was indeed very close.

If Tao Qian wished, he could let Zhang Xian experience what it felt like to be torn asunder by the Power of Bo Dragon.

He had originally planned to do so, but upon seeing Zhang Xian's revolting appearance, Tao Qian abandoned the idea.

He longed for a hearty and visceral fight, punch for punch with his opponent.

But that also depended on who he was fighting. In front of this thing? Tao Qian declined.

A Bo Dragon Sound, far more formidable than the one previously dealt to the old sheep-whiskered man, was sent by Tao Qian into Zhang Xian's ears.

"Who are you...?"

"Ah!"

When Zhang Xian realized he was under sneak attack, he had many contingency plans.

His experience in worldly society was not something Tao Qian could compare with. He had originally planned to interrupt the assailant and then escape.

He had even begun to relax the three bloodied flesh tentacles behind him, preparing to hurl Miss Zhou, using her as a makeshift weapon.

If necessary, he was even ready to turn back to the Zhou Mansion to take hostages.

He had many thoughts, and if he could find a gap, his chances of success were very high.

Unfortunately, he encountered an unreasonable opponent and an equally unreasonable mode of attack.

"Roar!"

Bo Dragon Sound struck his ear, like a barbaric drum reverberating violently.

The same thing that Yang Ding had experienced, he now endured as well.

In a daze, he saw the terrifying Exotic Beast, a mixture between a dragon and a Bo, charging with the force of a storm, thunder, and lightning, brutally shattering his Spirit and Soul, followed by ripping and tearing until everything was utterly and thoroughly destroyed.

As the leader of the gang, Zhang Xian actually possessed some methods unknown to the other three.

He had some protection for his Spirit and Soul.

But alas, he had not yet entered the true Energy-Introducing Realm.

The gap between their Cultivation and Divine Skills was too great.

With just one sound, Zhang Xian was dead.

Unlike the old goat-whiskered man who died in a state of Subterranean Evasion, Zhang Xian's body still remained.

Yet in a blink, deprived of its master, all "Mutated" traits retracted as blood gushed from the seven orifices.

Thud, thud—two bodies hit the ground.

One was Zhang Xian, and the other the somewhat more substantial Miss Zhou.

Tao Qian first made sure that the Zhou family's daughter was unharmed, simply bewildered by the hypnotic gas.

Then, he rubbed his hands together and walked straight toward Zhang Xian.

Killing the first Heterodox Mage, Yang Ding, Tao Qian had felt somewhat uncomfortable.

In a short time, having killed a second one, he had completely adapted.

Of course, it might also be because, for both sneak attacks, he used the Bo Dragon Sound; had the fight been hand to hand, Tao Qian might have felt differently.

Approaching the corpse of Zhang Xian, which had returned to its original state, Tao Qian touched it briefly.

The triggered sense of information confirmed for Tao Qian the beast's death.

Afterward, his face lit up with a hint of anticipation as he slowly reached out his hands.

Search the body—akin to opening a mystery box, it could become addictive.

Especially when there were gains, Tao Qian could hardly suppress the joy on his face.

For example, in the next moment, his hands stumbled upon something he couldn't help but smile at with a radiant curve.