Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 593 - 124: Deadly _5

Chapter 593: Chapter 124: Deadly _5

Liu Zhen was intently gazing at this Saint Chiao mage for a long time, the master’s eyes meeting his in a clear and steady gaze.

"Should I go get Mia Hamm from the Fierce Tiger Mercenary Corps for you to question?" Ning Yu quietly asked Liu Zhen, who hesitated a little before shaking his head, believing it wasn’t necessary.

"Because your purification is incomplete, even with my experience, I can’t make an exact judgment on whether it will trigger a backlash. Even though the potion you drank is Fei Wenli Python Bile, not a ’Blood Clotting Technique’, I can’t determine whether this incomplete purification will cause a terrible backlash. I estimate there is a ninety percent chance." The Master Puskas exhaled, "There is another solution for you, Richard, if you do not heed my advice."

"What is it?" Liu Zhen asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Let your aerial mounts take you back to Bimon Kingdom before the next sunset. Find a fox-girl. However, she likely won’t survive," Saint Chiao mage breathed deeply, exhaling his deep-seated frustrations: "But... I fear you are incapable of doing it."

"What about Daisy? What about Daisy?" Gortani asked the master, her voice trembling.

"If my guess is correct, then this Fairy Dragon can start her last confession towards Haibo Galaxy, on the next moonfall, you will never see her again," Master Puskas concluded, giving a low sigh: "I don’t know if you dare take the risk... our understanding of the Fei Wenli Python Bile is too little."

"This shouldn’t be happening! This shouldn’t be happening!" Daisy stuttered tremblingly: "Even if the poison hasn’t been entirely purified, I haven’t been affected by the ’Blood Clotting Technique’, how is it possible I’d suffer a backlash?"

"This isn’t magic backlash, it’s medicinal backlash from the outside stimulation," Saint Chiao master argued loudy: "Every medicine carries toxicity, even the self-healing wonder Fei Wenli Python Bile is no exception. If you think I’m spouting nonsense, then do as you please!"

"Experience is mine, your lives are your own! It’s not like you are expected to take care of my daughter, why would I be involved in your issues?" The old man furiously flicked his sleeves, walking away in big strides.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

The words of a Saint Chiao mage, to some extent, are truths.

But his condition seemed overly harsh.

Liu Zhen fell silent, his fingers incessantly scratching the handles of his chair, pulling apart the sturdy wood fiber bit by bit.

Daisy’s tears flowed ceaselessly while Ruona’s eyes were filled with glistening tears, holding them in with great effort yet failing as they fell in droves.

The room had fallen eerily quiet, O’Neal, who often joked, didn’t dare to make a sound, behaving like an immigrant daughter-in-law.

"Fighting fire with fire......" Liu Zhen stared at his silver arm and muttered: "....Backlash...."

"What should we do?" Ning Yu finally asked.

"Let’s take a gamble!" Liu looked up at Ning Yu with complicated eyes, "A Saint Chiao Mage isn’t a god!"

"What if it’s true?" Ning Yu asked emotionally choking up, "Are you going to abandon us and leave us behind?"

"He’s a Saint Chiao Mage! A Saint Chiao Mage who can destroy a country... He has no reason to deceive us... for a prank..." Gortani bit her lips, turned her head, looked up to the sky, her shoulders shaking incessantly.

Moer leaped into Liu’s embrace, crying and shouting emotionally: "I will not let you die... I will not allow you to die..."

Guoguo’s face mixed with tears and mud making her look more like a racoon, her large ears drooped down, her small claws clung onto Liu’s legs tightly without letting go.

"All of you leave." Ning Yu glanced at everyone: "They are the ones who should decide, not us... Let’s all die then, it’s cleaner that way."

Nana cried until she finally passed out.

Guoguo clung to Liu’s pants, Ning Yu cursed the little beast, slapped Guoguo hard on her bottom, grabbed her by her ears, and dragged her out.

In the large room, there was only Daisy with a pale face and Liu Zhen with a ghastly grim expression.

The red candle, just like Daisy, was also shedding silent tears.

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