Top Grade Pure Beauty CEO-Chapter 722 - Friends of Different Ages

Chapter 722: Chapter 722: Friends of Different Ages Chapter 722: Chapter 722: Friends of Different Ages Li Xiaoyao casually broke through the Third Elder and Fourth Elder’s dantians, removing their Golden Cores from within their bodies. His movements flowed as smoothly as drifting clouds and flowing water, as if he was merely performing a trivial task. Paired with the indifferent expression on his face, it instilled a profound sense of dread from the depths of one’s heart.

“Children talk about right and wrong. Moreover, what right do you have to talk to me about being excessive?” Li Xiaoyao spoke with disdain in his tone. He took out a pill medicine from his storage space, flicked it with his finger, and it hovered in front of Long Zaitian. He spoke indifferently, “Swallow it.”

“What is this?” Long Zaitian looked at the earthen-yellow pill medicine before him, which gave off a refreshing fragrance that invigorated the spleen and lungs. However, he did not believe that Li Xiaoyao would offer him any kind of elixir as a gift.

“Bone Corroding Pill,” Li Xiaoyao did not conceal this information. “Since you’ve chosen to submit, let me see your sincerity.”

“I, Long Zaitian, have always kept my word, solid as gold. Having said I will submit, I will never go back on my word,” Long Zaitian felt indignant. On one hand, Li Xiaoyao was doubting him, which equated to questioning his integrity; on the other hand, he was unwilling to be manipulated by Li Xiaoyao because of this.

“Don’t give me any bullshit about promises. Even if you swear on the lives of your wife and children in front of me, I won’t believe it,” Li Xiaoyao thought with a cold sneer inside. This guy really took him for a fool.

Promises?

...

What are they?

“Swallow it, or…” His eyelids slightly raised, Li Xiaoyao murmured one word softly, “Die!”

“Tell me, which do you choose?”

Long Zaitian trembled with rage. Once upon a time, as a part of the Eight Great Sects of Xuan Country, the Long Family was respected and feared by all who encountered them.

Yet now, here he was, reduced to having to beg for his survival by consuming a poison pill, all because of this infuriatingly young man before him.

The immense disparity in status and the psychological drop were more than Long Zaitian could bear.

But did he have a better option?

No.

Accept or die.

Li Xiaoyao made his stance absolutely clear, and Long Zaitian couldn’t treat Li Xiaoyao as some ordinary young man. The young man was resolute, decisive in killing, possessing an unshakable stern heart that no one could disturb.

As time ticked by second by second, a trace of impatience surfaced in Li Xiaoyao’s eyes.

He absolutely would not tolerate anyone posing a threat to him or potentially threatening him.

Eventually, Long Zaitian’s resistance deflated, and he grabbed the Bone Corroding Pill and swallowed it.

The pill medicine dissolved upon entering his mouth, the abundant spiritual energy actually revitalized Long Zaitian, leaving him with no adverse reactions.

“Could it be, this isn’t a poison pill? Just a ploy to test me?”

Before he could entertain the fantasy, Li Xiaoyao spoke, “Every week, the Bone Corroding Pill will take effect once. Without the antidote, your body will be eroded by the toxicity of the Bone Corroding Pill, ultimately turning into a puddle of viscous fluid, leaving no bones behind.”

His tone was calm, yet it sent shivers down Long Zaitian’s spine with its chilling implications.

The pill medicine was real, and exceedingly malicious.

Li Xiaoyao took out a white porcelain jade bottle, saying, “This contains a month’s worth of antidote. When the antidote runs out, come to Ling City to get more medicine.”

After finishing, Li Xiaoyao added, “Gather all your clan members in the square, now.”

Long Zaitian had no idea what Li Xiaoyao was planning, but with no room to resist under the circumstances, he had no choice but to comply with all of Li Xiaoyao’s commands without a hint of rebellion.

Packing up the antidote, Long Zaitian bowed his head, suppressed his resentful gaze, responded with an “Okay,” and turned to leave the cell.

After Long Zaitian left, only Li Xiaoyao and several elders of the Xuan Sect remained in the dungeon.

Li Xiaoyao put on a smile, now grinning at Jiang Lichun, who looked embarrassed and in a sorry state.

The old face of Jiang Lichun twitched twice as he cursed irritably, “You little brat, what are you looking at? Come over here and help me break this seal.”

Liu Chengxiang and the other elders shuddered at this, Li Xiaoyao was so powerful, yet Jiang Lichun dared to speak to him in such a tone.

It’s no wonder they thought this way; the relationship between Jiang Lichun and Li Xiaoyao was far beyond their imagination.

Li Xiaoyao scurried over, began to break the seal for him, and said, “Old Jiang, this is too embarrassing, your lair has been swept away in one fell swoop.”

The seal now broken, Jiang Lichun moved his body, reattached his broken ribs, and cursed, “The Xuan Sect is just motherfucking 108 schools, do you think they can beat the Long Family of the Eight Great Sects of Xuan Country? You little rascal, it’s easy for you to talk without experiencing the pain. Do you think everybody is as beastly as you?”

Li Xiaoyao turned and walked over to Liu Chengxiang to help him break the seal as well, and upon hearing this, he couldn’t help but look up and nod earnestly, “Mm, you’re actually right about that. There probably aren’t many people in the whole world as talented as I am.”

“You conceited brat, you’re even winded talking yourself up,” Jiang Lichun really wanted to kick him, but after thinking it over and realizing he was no match, he dismissed this impractical idea.

“Elder Ye, I’ll break the seal for you,” Li Xiaoyao said, after all, she was a woman and breaking the seal involved physical contact, so giving her a heads-up was a sign of respect.

“Mhm, thank you, Elder Li,” Ye Qingcheng nodded slightly, her eyes constantly and secretly sizing up Li Xiaoyao from an angle difficult to detect.

She was very curious about Li Xiaoyao—curious as to how someone so young could have cultivated to such a terrifying level in such a short period of time.

Any explanation seemed pale and weak when it came to Li Xiaoyao.

Luck?

That seemed to be the only explanation.

After breaking the seal, Li Xiaoyao suddenly stared at her face and couldn’t move his gaze away.

Even Ye Qingcheng, who was accustomed to maintaining her composure, felt her face getting red with the way Li Xiaoyao was directly gazing at her.

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“Do you need me to deal with the injury on your face?” Li Xiaoyao suddenly asked this, causing Ye Qingcheng’s face to turn even redder.

She thought Li Xiaoyao had some improper thoughts, but it turned out he wanted to help her with the scar on her face; she had been thinking too lowly of him.

“Then I thank Elder Li very much,” she said.

“Don’t mention it, we’re all family,” Li Xiaoyao said naturally, “Close your eyes.”

“Okay,” Ye Qingcheng obediently closed her eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly, and the blush on her cheeks hadn’t yet faded.

Then, she felt a somewhat rough finger touching her cheek, and the blush that had almost faded flared up again.

The finger was gentle, carrying a hint of warmth and a very comforting energy, Ye Qingcheng felt the pain from the scar on her face easing.

She didn’t know how much time had passed before Li Xiaoyao finally said, “Done.”

“Oh.” Ye Qingcheng opened her eyes and Li Xiaoyao’s handsome, smiling face came into view, causing her to avert her gaze shyly and murmur a thank you.