In the eyes of the Starlight Master, the flames burned fiercely.

There was relief, pleasure, madness, but no fear at all.

Young Master Xing looked at his suddenly crazed, burning gaze, watched quietly for a moment, then suddenly sighed softly.

He said, "Respect!"

These two words he said with utmost sincerity.

In this life, he had never seen a person with such a hard backbone.

Swipe.

The long sword was drawn back.

The face of the Starlight Master was deathly pale, his chest and back had a transparent hole through which blood flowed profusely from both sides.

But he sat upright, with his back straight, looking at Young Master Xing, and surprisingly still managed a smile on his face, "Perhaps I should say goodbye to Young Master Xing and this mortal world..."

"No need to say goodbye."

Young Master Xing smiled faintly, letting the blood of the Starlight Master flow uncontrollably, and slowly used a white towel to wipe the blood off the sword.

He finally finished cleaning the sword and returned it to its scabbard.

Then he looked up.

He said, "You are indeed not Yemo!"

The Starlight Master widened his eyes, "…What do you mean?"

Young Master Xing did not explain but instead sighed, "Before, I always heard that someone was called an Iron Man... I never understood what an Iron Man is."

He sighed softly, exhaled slowly, and said, "...Today, I saw it."

Then he looked at the Starlight Master's chest, which was already a tangled mess of flesh, frowned, and said: "I'm just a bit puzzled, why were you smiling so happily just now?"

"Was I happy?" the Starlight Master mumbled.

"Very happy." Young Master Xing frowned.

"Maybe I came to terms with it. I have feared death countless times."

The Starlight Master chuckled and said, "But when death truly arrived, I found all worries and fears to be unnecessary. Isn't it funny?"

Young Master Xing questioned, "Is it funny?"

The Starlight Master nodded affirmatively, "Very funny!"

Young Master Xing pondered and said, "Maybe it is indeed funny because your death hasn't come."

He flipped his wrist, and a small jade bottle appeared in his hand, with a pill inside, rolling around as if alive and emitting a five-colored glow.

A pained expression appeared on his face.

He sighed deeply, "I truly regret it."

The Starlight Master asked, "Regret?"

"I was foolish. I shouldn't have made that stab."

He said slowly, "I only needed to tear your clothes to find out, but I stabbed anyway."

The Starlight Master understood clearly, it was indeed about the Protective Treasure Clothes given by Chen Yin because of which he stabbed. He realized that Chen Yin had given Yemo something.

If I hadn't been injured by this stab, I would have died. But because of this lethal stab, on the contrary, I won't die.

But just as he said, there were countless ways to verify if the treasure clothes were there, but he chose to stab me right through.

Not only that but also causing havoc, completely destroying the wound.

The Starlight Master was speechless. Recently, he avoided wearing the treasure clothes every time to avoid such a crisis. He indeed considered countless possibilities, like taking off the clothes, swearing, sparring... but never thought he would be tormented like this!

One can only say... people in the Demon Sect really do not value others' lives.

My survival... probably comes from initially changing my address out of psychological suggestion: Starlight wants to defect to me, and my record: efficient at work, talented. Otherwise, even if he proved I am not Yemo, after that stab, there would be absolutely no chance of living.

He understood in his heart, but his face was confused, completely not understanding the meaning of what the other said, and stammered, "...I don't understand, what is... the meaning?"

"You don't need to understand, just know that you won't die."

Young Master Xing truly felt heartache, holding the jade bottle, he sighed.

But he opened the jade bottle, and with a spiritual power infusion, a mass of five-colored light flew directly into the mouth of the Starlight Master.

The Starlight Master finally breathed a sigh of relief: this test, investigation, undercover visit, and verification... ended until now.

Finally, it is over!

Completely over!

…

Young Master Xing, with infinite pain, said gently, "I only have three of these Five-colored Pill Cloud Divine Pills! Each one is like a life to me."

The Starlight Master was about to speak but froze.

Because he felt his pain suddenly disappeared.

Instead, the wound itched.

Looking down, he could clearly see the wound rapidly growing new flesh, then continually developing, restoring, the transparent wound on his chest was, right under his eyes, healing and transforming into a red mark.

Then the skin grew, and the color gradually changed.

Slowly recovering to its original state.

Then, inside the body, a warm current continuously washed back and forth from head to toe, circulating repeatedly, then his body began to itch.

Layers of dead skin started to fall off.

In the Dantian, the Fog Vortex swiftly rotated and rolled, greatly increasing, the Dantian billowed; clouds of spiritual energy rapidly took shape.

Fang Che closed his eyes and focused on practicing.

Countless spiritual energy was attracted around, rotating and settling down.

The Dantian continuously swelled, Fang Che at the Bingche Spirit Platform, fully operational.

One piece, two pieces, ten pieces, a hundred pieces of cloud energy...

The Dantian was about to explode, but he continued to condense cloud energy.

Finally.

With a boom.

Fang Che's King level barrier shattered like a powerful explosion!

In an instant, above his head, a visible vortex of spiritual energy appeared, slowly rising, transforming into a crown of spiritual energy, ascending steadily.

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