Chapter 79

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The thousand-year-old night owl is right below.

At this moment, Zhao Mu noticed the unusual expression on Ningning's face, and his expression changed slightly, a coldness flashing across his eyes.

Yang Dingtian quickly said, "Hongmian, don't be so disrespectful. Kneel down and pay your respects immediately."

Absolutely, he must not arouse Zhao Mu's suspicion, or they would not only fail to obtain the electric demon core but would die here.

"Okay!" Ningning reluctantly knelt down beside Yang Dingtian and then bowed three times.

"One!"

"Two!"

"Three!"

Then, Yang Dingtian and Ningning stood up and were about to leave, planning to sneak back into the tower at night to open the entrance and find the thousand-year-old night owl in the dungeon.

But at this moment, the stone slab under their feet suddenly cracked open, and Yang Dingtian and Ningning fell abruptly.

Then, an overwhelmingly hot breath hit them, and they continued to fall, the surroundings getting hotter and hotter.

This was an incredibly vast abyss, thousands of meters in diameter. Thick, solid rock formed a dome, supporting the entire terrifying manor, meaning that the area below the manor was hollow.

Ten thousand meters below was a bottomless sea of lava, a lava sea covering several million square meters, blood-red and emitting terrifying heat. Once someone fell in, even a strong person would be completely destroyed.

"Bang!" Yang Dingtian and Ningning did not fall into the lava sea but were caught by a huge stone slab floating in mid-air, landing hard on it.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..." Four black-robed strong figures descended from the large entrance, floating around Yang Dingtian.

Finally, a disfigured old man slowly descended with Zhao Mu, placing him on the other end of the floating stone slab. The entire floating stone slab was about a hundred square meters.

"You two have gone through great lengths to come for the thousand-year-old night owl, haven't you?" Zhao Mu said slowly.

Ningning helped Yang Dingtian stand up and coldly rebuked, "Zhao Mu, you dare? The Redstone Castle will not let you off, and the Qin family will not let you off."

"You are not Qin Hongmian at all," Zhao Mu said calmly. "I knew that last night."

Yang Dingtian and Ningning were startled but did not speak.

Zhao Mu smiled faintly and said, "Because the woman who led you to the Phoenix Pavilion last night was not my wife, Qin Wanru, and you did not recognize her. From that moment, I knew you were not Qin Hongmian."

Yang Dingtian and Ningning exchanged glances, not expecting the flaw to be there. This Zhao Mu was truly cunning.

"I pretended to be a pushover and played along with you because I wanted to know why you came to my terrifying manor," Zhao Mu said. "I guessed right; it was indeed for the thousand-year-old night owl."

Yang Dingtian looked at Zhao Mu's pale, handsome face and felt a chill. This person was indeed a fox, much more cunning than his father. Perhaps after being beaten into a cripple by Dongfang Bingling, he had devoted all his talents to deep scheming.

"Of course, even the real Qin Hongmian would have to die," Zhao Mu said. "Because Qin Shaobai has already ordered the surrounding forces within hundreds of miles to rape and kill Qin Hongmian if they encounter her, and they will be greatly rewarded if they bring her head to him."

Zhao Mu looked at Ningning's graceful and beautiful body and said, "So I will take advantage of the mistake, defile you a hundred times, and then give you to Qin Shaobai."

"As for your handsome lover," Zhao Mu looked at Ningning disguised as Ningque and said, "You want the thousand-year-old night owl, don't you? Let him feed the night owl."

"Throw him down," Zhao Mu ordered coldly.

Immediately, a black-robed strong figure flicked his sleeve, and a powerful force pushed Yang Dingtian forward.

Yang Dingtian's body flew out, falling toward the lava abyss.

"No!" Ningning cried out, jumping off the stone slab and desperately trying to grab Yang Dingtian.

Unexpectedly, she followed Yang Dingtian down.

At the same time, a huge roar came from the lava sea ten thousand meters below, and countless blood-red lava spewed out. A massive creature leaped out of the lava sea, revealing a fierce and terrifying half-body, and let out a deafening roar.

Immediately, the entire vast abyss cave trembled.

It was the thousand-year-old night owl, an extremely powerful and rare dark creature.

Yang Dingtian and Ningning continued to fall, about to drop into the ten-thousand-meter abyss and be devoured by the thousand-year-old night owl.

"Zhao Mu, do you want to remove the cold poison and regain your strength?" Yang Dingtian, falling rapidly, tightly held Ningning's hand and shouted at Zhao Mu.

At the same time, the thousand-year-old night owl below had opened its huge mouth, ready to swallow them.

"Wait..." Zhao Mu waved his hand.

"Whoosh..." The disfigured old man's palm faced Yang Dingtian, and a powerful suction force held Yang Dingtian and Ningning in mid-air, neither rising nor falling.

Zhao Mu looked at Yang Dingtian coldly and said, "Was what you just said true? If you dare to lie to me, you will suffer the most miserable torture in the world, and even death will be a luxury for you."

"I will prove it to you right away," Yang Dingtian said. "Let me go up."

Zhao Mu nodded, and the disfigured old man's palm suddenly retracted, and Yang Dingtian and Ningning returned to the floating stone slab. The thousand-year-old night owl below roared angrily.

"Don't talk nonsense. Prove it to me, or I will make you beg for death, and I will defile your woman here..." Zhao Mu said coldly.

Yang Dingtian said, "If I were you, I would never say that last part, because we two might become allies, and long-term allies at that."

Then, he took out a box from his chest, opened it, and inside was a hollow jade needle, about three to four inches long, filled with Yang Dingtian's blood.

"Insert this jade needle into your arm, and you will see the effect," Yang Dingtian said.

Zhao Mu looked at the jade needle, his expression filled with anticipation and doubt. He said to Yang Dingtian, "How can I be sure that this is not some deadly poison, and you will poison me and then blackmail me?"

"Am I that foolish?" Yang Dingtian said coldly.

"I don't trust anyone," Zhao Mu said coldly. "First, insert the jade needle into your woman's body, then give it to me."

"There is only half the potency left in it," Yang Dingtian said.

"Do it," Zhao Mu said.

"No," Yang Dingtian said coldly. "I can insert it into my own body, but not into my woman's, because I do not want her body to have any contact with you, even indirectly."

Zhao Mu looked at Yang Dingtian up and down for a while, then nodded and said, "Alright, then insert it into your body first to test it."

Without finishing his sentence, Yang Dingtian directly inserted the jade needle into his arm and then pulled it out.

Zhao Mu waited for a while, confirmed that Yang Dingtian was fine, and said, "Bring the needle over."

The disfigured old man's palm reached out, and the jade needle was immediately sucked into his hand. He brought it to his nose and sniffed it, saying hoarsely, "A highly yang substance, no poison."

Zhao Mu took the jade needle, his face filled with struggle and anticipation, but he hesitated to insert it.

"In the world, no one can cure your cold poison except me. It's better to take the risk than to live a life of weakness. Even if you die, it's nothing," Yang Dingtian said. "Moreover, even if you don't take the risk, you have at most three to five years left, as the cold poison has gradually invaded your heart."

As if moved by Yang Dingtian's words, Zhao Mu's facial muscles twisted, and he suddenly inserted the needle into his arm, Yang Dingtian's highly yang blood flowing into his body.

Instantly, a heat surged from his arm, inch by inch, spreading throughout his body.

Zhao Mu's face showed disbelief, then a look of wild joy. Although Yang Dingtian was extremely confident, Zhao Mu himself did not dare to have high hopes, as he had been disappointed countless times over the years, almost losing all hope. But he did not expect the effect of the needle to be so astonishing, showing results almost instantly.

However, after three minutes, the heat gradually weakened and finally disappeared. The jade needle had removed about one-fifth of the cold poison from his body.

"More! More! Give me more!" Zhao Mu trembled.

"Master, only one needle can be used at a time. About five jade needles will completely remove the cold poison from your body," Yang Dingtian said.

"Why? Why not remove it all at once? What do you want? I can give you anything," Zhao Mu said excitedly.

"It's not that easy," Yang Dingtian said. "I infused my highly yang energy into this jade needle, and a few hours is the limit for one infusion."

Zhao Mu stared at Yang Dingtian for a long time, then slowly nodded and said, "Alright, then I will trouble you, sir."

"Sir, did you come prepared this time?" Zhao Mu asked.

Yang Dingtian nodded and said, "Indeed, I came to make a deal with you. I will cure your cold poison, and you will give me the thousand-year-old night owl."

"Ha ha!" Zhao Mu laughed loudly. "Sir, you are too greedy. This thousand-year-old night owl is extremely rare, and even ten Zhao Mus cannot match its value. It is the foundation of my terrifying manor, and nothing can exchange for it."

"You are right," Yang Dingtian nodded. "This thousand-year-old night owl is probably more precious than the thousand-year-old dark-tailed fox in Yunxiao City. However, in the past three hundred years, your manor has not successfully refined it into a martial soul. At this point, this thousand-year-old night owl has no value to your manor and may even become a disaster. In five days, when the two moons cover the two suns, this thousand-year-old night owl will become incredibly powerful, instantly breaking free from the seal and completely destroying the entire terrifying manor."

"So, using a thousand-year-old night owl with no value to exchange for your life and your regained strength is a very good deal," Yang Dingtian concluded. "If you agree, we make the deal. If not, you can throw us down to feed the thousand-year-old night owl!"

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