Bai Jiarong said a lot.
Some about himself, and some about his master.
I don't know why, but before he died, his desire to talk increased sharply. Many things, without Yang Fan asking, he poured them out all at once.
"I have five boys and two girls. The eldest is manic, the second is gloomy, and the third is gentle and well-behaved..."
"My master has twelve direct disciples, and I am the last one. The one with the bald head, Hou Jiming, who died tragically at the hands of the chimpanzee, is the third one..."
"My master, the Soul-Eating Demon Emperor Shentu Junfeng, is a handsome man. Even though he is over three hundred years old, he is still young and handsome. He can be called the most handsome among the top ten members of the Federation..."
"The master's cultivation level is extremely high. He is at the peak of the emperor level. He is only one step away from the emperor level. However, this step seems to be a chasm that the master cannot cross..."
"...I, Bai Jiarong, have done countless evil things in my life, but I have also killed countless monsters. Not ten beast kings died in my hands, but eight of them were human beings. They were all secretly killed for their king-level essence, blood, and monsters." The core, and the origin of the soul..."
"Don't think that you are the only soul refiner. Although there are not many soul refiners in the Federation, you can easily find ten or eight in the central city. In order to be able to refine the soul refinement elixir, many people are actually secretly working Hunting and killing the beast king among the demon clan..."
"The so-called Emperor's Covenant is just like the current laws of the Federation. It is only to restrain ordinary kings who have thief intentions but no courage. In front of the real strong ones, it doesn't matter what king-level monsters should be killed. They will still be killed. kill!"
"It's just that those soul refining masters are all useless. I just wanted to ask for a few high-quality soul refining pills for my children. As a result, the demon king and the beast king secretly hunted a lot of them, and the beast souls were provided to them. Countless, as a result, all the ones that were produced were some fifth- and sixth-grade soul-refining pills, but not a single one of the seventh- and eighth-grade ones, let alone any soul-refining golden pills... "
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Bai Jiarong talked a lot like a chatterbox. He drank up the pot of hot tea in front of the table and didn't see him wanting to stop.
And Yang Fan is definitely a good audience and listener. He sat quietly on the side from beginning to end, holding a cup of Xiangming in his hand, seemingly listening carefully and carefully to Bai Jiarong's last unhurried vent in his life.
Ten minutes, twenty minutes, thirty minutes...
From his own family and children, Bai Jiarong talked about the difficulty of survival of the human race in the Federation. Finally, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Yang Fan: "It is not easy for the human race to survive. Every compatriot should help each other. Every king level and peak king level are the rarest in the entire human race of the Federation." It’s also a precious and valuable asset!”
"Little friend Yang Fan, can you really bear to see a king-level peak in the human race die here quietly?"
"Actually, there is no deep hatred between us. To put it bluntly, it's just a misunderstanding. If we open it up and make it clear, we can still turn our hostility into friendship, right?"
"How about you raise your hand a little now and leave me a way to survive?"
Yang Fan glanced at him speechlessly. As expected, this guy still didn't understand life and death, and even now he still wants to live.
However, this is not surprising. Survival is an instinct for any kind of creature. Under normal circumstances, no one is willing to give up his life.
In a desperate situation, even if there is a one in 10,000 chance of survival, there will be people who want to seize it.
"Senior Bai is right." Yang Fan looked at Bai Jiarong with deep approval: "We have never even met each other before, so there is no deep hatred at all. If possible, I would also like to let senior live."
"You are at the pinnacle of the king level. If you were placed in our northwest garrison, you would be a super big shot who can break through the sky!"
"You have also seen that our Northwest Territory Lord Fu Wang is only a sixth-level Martial King. He is incomparable to you."
Bai Jiarong nodded repeatedly, a glimmer of hope gradually appeared on his face, and he raised his head and looked at Yang Fan.
"But, it's already too late." Yang Fan sighed with great regret, looked at Bai Jiarong and said: "Your real body outside has been dealt with by our Lord Fu, and no one is left. Even if I kindly let you out, you are just a soul without a master, and you won't last long at all."
"So, you might as well use your remaining heat, sacrifice yourself, and cooperate with me to refine some soul refining pills."
"Didn't you say that you have always wanted to get a few high-grade soul refining pills for your children? Now the opportunity has come. As long as you cooperate with me obediently, I can quickly get seven eighth-grade soul refining pills. How about giving it to your children?"
There was once such a skill description in the skill description of Soul Refining.
It is said that if the alternative soul source can voluntarily cooperate with the refining, there is a chance that it can achieve a wonderful special state of unity between heaven and man with the soul refining technique performed by the soul refining master, and the refined refining Not only are the soul pills of excellent quality, but the pill yield rate will also be greatly increased.
Therefore, Yang Fan has always wanted to give it a try, and Bai Jiarong in front of him is undoubtedly the best test subject.
Otherwise, where would Yang Fan have the spare time to spend so much effort with him here
"What the hell?" Bai Jiarong felt a chill in his heart: "I've turned my body into a scumbag? If not, Fu Zhengqing would be so cruel!"
The last way to survive was cut off, and Bai Jiarong was completely desperate.
However, when he finally heard Yang Fan mention his children and the gift of soul refining pills as compensation, Bai Jiarong's lifeless eyes slowly gained a lively look.
"Are you telling the truth?" Bai Jiarong said suspiciously: "I am already a mortal person now, are you deliberately entertaining me?"
Yang Fan sneered: "Is this necessary? What good does it do me to entertain you? You are just a soul without an owner now. Even if you don't agree, do you think I can't do anything to you?"
"It's just that I see how much you love your son and feel pity for me, so I want to help you fulfill your last wish."
"As you just saw, I can easily refine hundreds of soul-refining pills of various grades from the soul of a beast king. A few eighth-grade soul-refining pills are nothing to me. What."
"Of course, if you don't want to, just pretend I didn't say anything. It just so happens that I can save seven high-grade soul refining pills."
With that said, Yang Fan waved his hand, and the tables, chairs, pavilion, and cups and teapots all disappeared.
"It's almost time. Whether senior wants it or not, it's time to end."
Bai Jiarong's heart tightened and he said repeatedly: "I do! I don't need any commitment or guarantee from you. As long as you don't cause trouble to my family in the future, I'll be satisfied!"
Bai Jiarong didn't expect or believe that Yang Fan would be so kind as to give his children high-quality soul refining pills. He just hoped that his children would be safe and not be missed by the evil-minded and ruthless guy in front of him.
At such a young age, this boy has the strength to scheme against peak king-level experts. If he continues to grow in the future, he will definitely achieve extraordinary things.
As for the little ones from the Bai family, he knew in his heart that it would be a blessing to have a king in the future.
Now even he, the father, has fallen into the hands of Yang Fan, and those little brats in his family are all in vain. He must never confront Yang Fan in the future, and don't even think about revenge. think.
At this moment, Bai Jiarong was even a little lucky that all the subordinates he brought were wiped out and the news was not leaked, otherwise he would have dug a big hole for his children.
At this time, Bai Jiarong had completely forgotten about his master, the Demon Emperor. He really didn't want to mention such a cheating master in the future. In the eyes of these people, the name of the Demon Emperor was of no use at all. ah.
Yang Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at Bai Jiarong unexpectedly, and instantly understood Bai Jiarong's worries.
Very practical!
Yang Fan smiled and said: "Senior Bai, don't worry. I, Yang Fan, am honest and trustworthy. I will definitely give it to you if I say I will give it to you. It's just seven eighth-grade soul refining pills. I don't take it to heart yet."
"As long as the news that you were killed in the secret realm is not leaked, everyone will naturally be in peace. We are not murderers, how can we take the initiative to provoke powerful enemies for ourselves?"
"As you just said, your master is at the pinnacle of the Emperor level. With him protecting your family, who dares to trouble them?"
Bai Jiarong opened his mouth with a complicated expression.
When he was still alive, no one dared to trouble his family, but the problem is that he is dead now.
The disciples in the Demon Sect are the most realistic. Without the blessing of Bai Jiarong, the person in charge, his family's life in the Demon Sect will definitely not be easy.
Think about the bald senior brother Hou Jiming. In the thirty years after his death, how many of his children and descendants are still alive? Even if they are still alive, what kind of life are they living
"Forget it, it's useless to talk more. You can do whatever you want. I just ask them not to follow my footsteps and follow my old path."
Bai Jiarong shook his head slightly. It was useless to think too much now. He only hoped that he could still use the last bit of his soul to leave a way out for his children, at least not to be enemies with Yang Fan anymore.
"So, let's come over now!"
Yang Fan was refreshed, and after a long effort, he finally deceived the origin of Duan's soul. The next step was the time of refining and harvesting.
Bai Jiarong closed his eyes slightly and nodded slightly.
Sensing the special spiritual power transmitted from Yang Fan, Bai Jiarong opened his arms and embraced him without any resistance or rejection, and took the initiative to integrate with it.
"You used the soul refining technique on the soul of the peak king Bai Jiarong. The soul refining was successful. The soul of the peak king Bai Jiarong actively merged and refined. The quality of the elixir was greatly improved. The ninth-grade soul refining golden elixir +10, spiritual power +100 , Skill proficiency +10.”
(End of chapter)