The demon's split mouth closed, restoring his human appearance, standing in the mist of blood, gazing at Xiaoliu outside the window with a sinister look.
"Good disciple, don't just stand there! Come help!"
"As long as you cooperate with me to kill them, I will allow you to enjoy the flesh and spirit mushrooms, and together we will achieve immortality!"
"You ate all these people just for immortality?" Xiaoliu stared at the demon in shock.
"Immortality is the ultimate desire of all cultivators in the world!" The demon reached out to Xiaoliu, his eyes filled with fervor.
"Look at those rich people, they will do anything to live a few more years, even scrambling to give money!"
"Once you have the power of immortality, wouldn't you be able to change your fate?"
"You will go from being an orphan bullied by everyone, to becoming a great master revered by thousands! Those rich people will all kneel at your feet!"
His words seemed to carry a certain magic, and Xiao Liu's face showed an expression of longing.
"Alright, I'll help you!"
He walked into the kitchen, carrying the bloody hammer, and stood beside that demon Taoist.
"Young Taoist, don't be deceived by him. Do you want to become a man-eating demon like him?" Lu Fei held his umbrella, frowning as he watched him approach.
"A demon?" Xiao Liu smiled bitterly, "We've already eaten that kind of flesh; we're already demons. What difference does it make?"
"You still have a chance for redemption, but if you harm others like him, there will truly be no turning back..." Lu Fei saw the blood on the hammer and felt a bad premonition in his heart.
"Your senior brothers..."
"They are fine. You don't need to worry about them."
"Come to your senses..."
"I know exactly what I'm doing! How many chances do orphans like us have to change our fate? I don't want to live in fear every day, not knowing if there will be a tomorrow."
On Xiao Liu's youthful face, there was a hint of maturity and determination that did not match his age.
"Hahaha! Do you see? Your righteous morals are useless!" The demon cultivator smiled with utmost satisfaction, "Disciple, you have done well! I will bestow a power upon you!"
After saying this, his mouth split open again, and three fleshy tendrils emerged, nailing themselves to the young disciple's forehead.
Gurgle, gurgle.
Clumps of flesh and blood traveled along the tendrils into the young disciple's body.
His lean body began to rapidly swell, his features misaligned, and his face gradually distorted.
"It's over! This kid is beyond saving!" Hu Zi couldn't help but shake his head heavily, pressing down on the fleshy spirit herb with the ghost-head saber in his hand, not daring to let go.
Lu Fei also felt a sinking heart and, gripping the lightning-struck jujube wooden staff, was about to rush forward to stop it.
Xiao Liu suddenly raised his hand and threw something towards him, then grabbed the three fleshy tendrils.
"Quick, now is when he is at his weakest..."
An indistinct sound came from his throat.
"Little Taoist?"
Lu Fei was startled, then suddenly realized what was happening.
The little Taoist threw something over—an old small plastic bottle containing a bit of white powder.
"Seasoning?!"
"Disloyal disciple! You dare to betray me!"
The demon Taoist, upon seeing the powder, immediately flew into a rage. His two eyes fixed intently on Xiao Liu, and the three fleshy tendrils began to wriggle wildly.
Instead of delivering flesh and blood, they began to suck it out.
Xiao Liu's swollen body, like a deflating balloon, rapidly shrank.
But even so, he did not let go, clinging tightly to the three fleshy tendrils, preventing the demon Taoist from escaping.
"Little Taoist, hold on!"
Lu Fei forcefully suppressed the urge to save someone, opened the plastic bottle, and sprinkled a bit of white powder onto the fleshy spirit mushroom.
This is the chance the Little Taoist traded for with his life; I cannot let him down!
As soon as the powder landed on the fleshy mass, the thin layer covering the heart immediately softened.
"Die!"
Hu Zi roared and forcefully slashed downward with the ghost head knife in his hand.
Puff!
The red mass of the heart finally burst, spilling blood.
"No——"
At the same time, a large hole suddenly appeared in the chest of the demonic Taoist, with blood and chunks of flesh gushing out in great quantities.
"No! No!"
He roared in frustration, frantically absorbing the young Taoist's flesh and blood in an attempt to mend the bloody hole in his chest.
"Let him go!"
Lu Fei, enraged, channeled his magical power into the lightning rod and struck down at the flesh strips with great force.
Bang!
The flesh strips broke one by one.
The demonic Taoist staggered backward.
The young Taoist collapsed, his body now emaciated as if he were skin and bones.
"Young Taoist!"
Lu Fei supported the young Taoist, his heart trembling involuntarily.
His body was as light as a fallen leaf, his cheeks deeply sunken, making him look particularly old, only his weak eyes revealed a sense of innocence.
"Tell, tell Senior Brother... sorry..."
"Don't say such foolish things, you won't die!"
Lu Fei gritted his teeth, had Hu Zi take care of the young Taoist, and then he himself, carrying the lightning-struck jujube wood staff, strode towards the demonic Taoist.
The demonic Taoist's mouth was in tatters, his body leaning crookedly against the wall, desperately trying to stuff back the flesh that was spilling out from his chest.
"I can live forever, I won't die..."
"Everyone will die!" Lu Fei coldly stared at him, pouring his magical power into the lightning-struck jujube wood staff, causing it to flicker with electricity.
"I won't die! I have the blood-flesh lingzhi, no matter how severe the injury, I won't die!" The demonic Taoist roared unwillingly, his bloodshot eyes flashing with madness.
"I have returned to my youth, I am immortal..."
"Keep dreaming!" Lu Fei hit hard with the staff, striking the bloody mass of flesh.
A flash of lightning lit up the scene.
Black smoke rose, and the so-called flesh-reishi that was supposed to grant eternal life had turned into a charred lump of meat, emitting a strong stench of burning.
"You..."
The wound in the demon's chest suddenly widened, and a large amount of blood and flesh poured out. He could no longer stand and slumped down, collapsing to the ground.
Wrinkles appeared on his skin, and his body began to age at a visible rate.
"Why? Why interfere... My eternal life, what does it have to do with you..."
"I do whatever I want. I just didn't like the sight of you, is that not enough?" Lu Fei's voice was cold.
This demon had long gone astray; what use would there be in talking about righteousness and morality with him?
"Laughable, laughable... You're after the flesh-reishi too..."
The demon shook his head in disbelief, a mocking smile appearing on his aged face.
"The old Lingyun took me in, not for anything else but to use me to cultivate the Blood Flesh Ganoderma! He thought I was a fool, little did he know, he was the real fool."
"When he had everything prepared, I pushed him into the blood pool and watched him turn into the Blood Flesh Ganoderma with my own eyes..."
"In the end, he became my nourishment..."
"Hehehe..."
Lu Fei gave a cold laugh: "That's right, it was all for the Blood Flesh Ganoderma! Now, you have become my nourishment!"
"You, you..."
The demon's bloodshot eyes suddenly widened, and his tattered chest heaved violently.