Qu Man turned around, about to rush over and chop off Wang Jixuan's head.
Master Wang, however, urgently shouted, "Let me die knowing! I can tell you a secret!"
"Oh?"
The Limp Old Taoist lightly raised his hand.
Qu Man halted the assault, pointing the spear tip at Wang Jixuan from afar.
Wang Jixuan's face was deathly pale, his breathing heavy, and his Primordial Spirit trembling, indeed appearing injured. But his gaze was stubborn, and his eyes were incredibly bright.
Wang Jixuan asked, "I want to know, how did you kill Bai Ling'er!"
"Bai Ling'er?"
The Limp Old Taoist sneered coldly, continuing to enjoy the moment of victory:
"This matter couldn't be easier.
"Her Cultivation Technique required absorbing Yang Qi to replenish herself. As a failed Loose Immortal, she's addicted to matters between men and women. All I had to do was reveal my true self, and she naturally approached me.
