Xuan Chong's eyes were cold and ruthless, and when he met Shen Mochen's blood-red pupils, he said sternly: "You are just as cheap as your mother."
"Back then, I only had a one-night affair with her, but she dared to secretly give birth to you behind my back.
Anyone who disobeys this king’s order shall die, especially your mother.”
"And you are just a lowly half-demon. For the sake of my blood flowing in your body, I spared your life, but you dare to escape!"
"Shall I break your legs so that you can stay in prison?"
Shen Mochen hated Xuan Chong deeply.
He stared at him, if he was not his opponent, he would definitely kill him with his own hands to avenge his mother!
"Nie Zi, why didn't you say anything? The look in your eyes makes you want to kill me, don't you?
It's a pity that even though you escaped from the prison and joined the Immortal Sect, you were still captured by me."
"I hate the lowly half-demon, and I hate the people who cultivate immortals even more, but you dare to join the immortal sect, you are really impatient!
Do you think that if you join the Immortal Sect, you can attain enlightenment and ascend, and avenge your wretched mother? I tell you, this is beyond imagination!"
"A lowly half-demon still wants to ascend to godhood. Do you think I will give you this opportunity?"
Shen Mochen was covered in injuries, but his expression showed no fear at all.
When Xuanchong suddenly appeared at Cangjue Peak, he knew that he would try every means to torture him by taking him back to prison.
He also knew that Xuan Chong would give him a break every time and would not let him die. After all, it was his pleasure to torture him all the time.
"Xuan Chong, you'd better not give me a chance, otherwise I will definitely kill you!"
Xuan Chong: "Hahaha——! Ridiculous, simply too ridiculous!
You know, the look in your eyes now is the same as your mother's back then.
You want to kill me, just because of your cultivation at the Golden Core Stage?"
Shen Mochen knelt on the ground, his handsome face was pale, his clenched hands were trembling, and there was a strong look of unwillingness in his eyes.
The cultivation level of Jindan stage cannot kill him, but as long as he is alive, he has a chance to become stronger.
So no matter what, no matter how he tortured himself, he didn't want to die.
Because only by living can he avenge his mother and return all the suffering he suffered in the past to him!
Seeing that Shen Mochen remained silent, Xuan Chong's expression became more ferocious and sinister, "Nasty son, do you think I can let you go if you don't say anything?
However, if you want to kill me, I can give you a chance."
Hearing this, Shen Mochen raised his head, and when he saw the expression on Xuan Chong's face, he knew that he must be planning something.
"Looking at me like this, do you mean you don't believe what I say? Then listen carefully, as long as you lead your second senior brother to the territory of the Snake Clan, how about I stop locking you up?"
"You're dreaming!" Shen Mochen refused, his hoarse voice mixed with pain, but his expression was extremely angry.
This is why Xuan Chong went to arrest him personally.
Not only did he want him to be captured back to the prison, but more importantly, after knowing the whereabouts of the magic sword, he wanted to use him to lure people out, and then kill people and seize the sword.
He is as sinister and despicable as ever!
Xuan Chong narrowed his eyes tightly, but he did not expect that Shen Mochen would reject him so simply.
"The king only asked you to lead people out, but I didn't ask you to kill people. Why are you so unwilling?"
"Could it be said that during the time when you became a member of the Immortal Sect, you developed feelings for them? Then you are really as cheap as your mother."
"You still have the nerve to talk about my mother, but you are obviously the one who is cheap! You are just a beast, and you are the one who deserves to die!"
"Evil son!"
Veins popped up on Xuan Chong's forehead, and a sharp sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and it pierced Shen Mochen's heart in the blink of an eye.
Shen Mochen's breath was weak, and his body, which had been penetrated by chains, did not see much blood after being struck by the sword, because the blood in his body was almost drained.
"I will ask you again, do you agree to bring your senior brother here? You just need to nod, and I will treat your injuries now.
If you don't agree, I will destroy your golden elixir, so that you will never be able to become an immortal, and you will never be able to return to the Tianheng Sect."
Shen Mochen's eyes were stunned. If he didn't attract the person, would he break his golden elixir...
But how could he possibly lure him...
He knew that he was not really good to him, but even though everything was fake, it was a warmth he had never felt before...
It's just that without the golden elixir, he can no longer cultivate to immortality. Will he still be able to return to Tianheng Sect? Will he still have the chance to call him senior brother again...
"Go ahead, man, I won't lure you here."
After hearing this, Xuan Chong laughed out loud, "Okay! Very good! The bones are hard enough! It's a pity that no matter how hard you are, you can't be stronger than me!"
Xuan Chong's eyes were full of sternness and determination, and he would not allow anyone to disobey him, not even his son, not to mention that he was still a half-demon with the lowest bloodline.
Suddenly, Xuan Chong's right hand suddenly turned into a sharp blade and stabbed towards Shen Mochen's dantian in the next second.
"puff--!"
Instantly, Shen Mochen spat out a mouthful of blood.
Xuan Chong's hands dug out his golden elixir directly from his Dantian.
The golden elixir is the essence of a person who cultivates immortality, the place where spiritual power gathers. Without the golden elixir, he would basically be a useless person.
The golden elixir was dug out, Shen Mochen's cultivation turned into spiritual energy and dissipated, and his green hair turned into white hair in an instant.
His vitality was weak and his vision became increasingly blurry, but a clear figure suddenly appeared in front of him.
That figure risked his own life to block the lightning disaster for him.
Say to him: May his path to immortality be broad and his practice go smoothly...
It's a pity that he can't do it...
He didn't know if he was still alive, but fortunately, he had hugged him tightly and kissed him with heartbeat. That was enough...