Taichu Yandao: Starting from the Villain

Zhao Rui's actions moved countless monks who were controlled by the blood contract, but in Li Chongdao's eyes, it had another meaning.

This is the person I like, why are you having an affair with her?

Li Chongdao frowned, stretched out a hand, pulled Zhao Rui to his feet, and said jokingly: "If you beg me, beg me, I will let her go!"

"Please..." Zhao Rui tried hard to raise his head and begged.

Li Chongdao laughed wildly towards the sky, waved his left hand casually, and cast a spell to tear off half of Shen Chenqing's dress.

He stepped on Zhao Rui's face with his right foot and said, "You are just an ant, what qualifications do you have to beg me?"

He raised his foot and stomped it hard again, saying, "I want you to die, so die obediently and don't make any noise."

Zhao Rui's face was distorted, blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, and he said in a barely audible voice: "Please..."

Shen Chenqing was heartbroken and wished he could just die, but he was restricted by the blood pact and couldn't move at all.

Qian Xiaoyi's eyes were bloodshot. He thought about rushing forward, but faced with the constraints of the blood contract, he compromised in an instant.

If you want to live, you cannot defy the will of your master.

Zhao Rui's consciousness began to blur, and his anger and unwillingness gradually began to subside.

For the first time in his life, he felt like he was going to die.

Is this the end?

No, even if I die, I will drag you, you bastard, down with me!

Zhao Rui used the last bit of his consciousness and was about to practice the Five Elements Return to Origin Technique when he suddenly heard a loud voice in the sky:

"He can't die yet."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Chongdao immediately flew into the air, then fell down in mid-air, sprawling on his back.

In the sky above Panlong Valley, the two of them came together. The moment they landed, they said, "He has to pay back the money he owes to Tiandi Bank."

The two men were one tall and one short, both wearing dark robes with the word "envoy" embroidered on their chests.

The tall man was an adult male, wearing a bronze tiger-head mask, and his entire body exuded the aura of a perfect foundation.

The short one was a young man wearing a black iron bull-head mask, and his whole body exuded the aura of perfect Qi training.

The appearance of the two made Li Chongdao's face change greatly. He didn't care about the fall just now. He got up and bowed, saying: "Greetings to the two messengers. How dare this man owe spirit stones to the Tiandi Bank?"

The tiger-headed messenger ignored him and turned to the side and said, "Niu San, how about we ask separately? The one in the Qi training stage over there is yours."

"It's all up to you, senior!" The ox-headed messenger nodded, reached around his waist, took out a booklet and a pen, and walked straight towards Qu Jiangtian.

Upon seeing this, Qu Jiangtian hurried forward with a humble look on his face.

"Just stand there and don't move. Do you want me to ask you separately?" the Ox-headed messenger scolded.

Qu Jiangtian looked embarrassed, but immediately stopped where he was and made no further movement.

The Bull-Headed Envoy walked up to Qu Jiangtian and asked, "What's your name?"

"Qujiangtian"

"Which sect?"

"Purple Sun Sect."

"How did so many people die here?"

Qu Jiangtian had been preparing a speech since the two showed up. He spoke without hesitation, "I've been training in the mountains for more than a year. I heard about this valley from others, so I came here for a visit... I didn't expect that the Panlong Taoist was a demon who set up a blood contract to seize souls. I remembered what my master taught me..."

"Puchi..." The ox-headed messenger suddenly laughed out loud.

Qu Jiangtian was full of confusion, not knowing why the other party was laughing, but he didn't dare to ask, so he could only smile awkwardly.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he smiled, the Bull-Headed Envoy suddenly stopped smiling and said sternly, "You continue."

“Damn it!” Qu Jiangtian was extremely angry, but he had to follow the order and continued, “As a cultivator of Ziyang Sect, how could I bear to watch such a tragedy happen? So I argued with that demon, but I didn’t expect that he would start fighting after a disagreement…”

"It seems that Taoist Panlong is in the middle stage of foundation building?" interrupted the Ox-Headed Messenger.

"Yes."

"You are so awesome. You dare to do the late stage of foundation building just by practicing Qi. Are you stupid?"

Qu Jiangtian was confused and had a million questions in his mind.

Is this the debt collector from Tiandi Bank?

Aren't they supposed to be ruthless and kill people without mercy?

This person's voice...

Why does it sound familiar?

As he was thinking about it, the Bull-Headed Envoy said again in a deep voice:

"Go on."

Qu Jiangtian hurriedly continued, "I fought with that demon for a few rounds and barely got the upper hand, but after he sacrificed some people..."

"Blood sacrifice? It's chopped into very small pieces." The ox-headed messenger looked into the hall.

Hearing the word "chop", Qu Jiangtian felt guilty and said with a stiff face, "The silk thread of Panlong Taoist's whisk can be transformed into a sharp blade. It is indeed very powerful. After he sacrificed some people with blood, his strength increased greatly and he beat me severely. Fortunately, my uncle showed up and I was spared."

The Bull-Headed Envoy was listening and taking notes in a booklet. When the other party finished speaking, he said, "According to what you said, these people are still alive, thanks to you."

Qu Jiangtian smiled and said, "That's not entirely true. Although I'm not a powerful person, if I encounter this evil demon, I will never let it succeed even if it means my life or death."

"Then why are these people still bound by the blood contract? Once Panlong Taoist dies, shouldn't the contract dissipate?"

Qu Jiangtian said calmly, "I think that if we let it dissipate slowly, it would be too slow. Secondly, if Panlong Taoist has disciples and grandchildren who try to steal the blood contract, that would be bad. So I refined the blood contract and am preparing to help them to remove it myself!"

The Bull-Headed Envoy rolled his eyes and said, "You are kind-hearted, but why don't you just destroy this evil magic weapon?"

"This is... a good idea, but I don't know... if my cultivation is good enough. Well... I'll try it in a moment."

The Bull-Headed Envoy wrote down every word, shook his head and said, "Then why did your uncle beat that man half to death?"

Qu Jiangtian's temples were covered with sweat, and he smiled awkwardly: "Hey! I guess the uncle-master fell in love with a female cultivator, and when two rivals met, he was a little heavy-handed, you know."

The Bull-Headed Envoy finished taking notes and said, "We don't care about what happened before, we just want to confirm one fact. Was this casual cultivator named Zhao Rui beaten like this because of jealousy?"

"Fuck you, if I don't care, why are you asking so clearly?" Qu Jiangtian cursed in his heart, but smiled on his face: "Sure, anyone with a discerning eye can see it."

The Bull-Headed Envoy nodded, handed over the booklet, and said, "Okay, then you sign here!"