Outside the cave dwelling, that Leng Mo Qiu(Leng Mo Qiu: Cold Devil Qiu) laughed as he continuously struck out with both palms, his dense true power transforming into giant palms that incessantly slammed against the stone door, instantly imprinting massive handprints onto the stone door.
Seeing this, the expression on Qiu Xiaosheng's face became increasingly excited, his eyes beginning to look in different directions, appearing exceptionally deranged.
Almost! Almost!!
But in the next moment, Qiu Xiaosheng's smile abruptly stopped, and his entire being froze in place.
Why can't I break it anymore?
This stone door was already on the verge of collapse, so why did those few palms just now feel like they were hitting a large mountain, having no effect at all?
Qiu Xiaosheng was baffled; he knew the defensive formations of his Blood Tower, and they couldn't possibly withstand his demonic powers.
However, he did not continue to attack.
He had already sensed someone rapidly approaching this location; if he were seen by the Blood Tower's patrols, even as one of the Blood Tower's Three Devils, he wouldn't be able to explain himself before the palace lord.
Just a little bit more!!
Even if Qiu Xiaosheng was unwilling, he quickly retracted his hands at this moment, and his expression returned to calm as he quietly stood in place.
In the next instant, three figures suddenly appeared beside Leng Mo, and when the three saw that it was Leng Mo, a trace of surprise flashed across their faces.
These three were all patrol guards arranged by the Blood Tower on the back mountain, for the sake of ensuring the safety of the alchemists on this back mountain.
Of course, this was also a form of surveillance.
Alchemists who entered the Blood Tower sounded very prestigious, but in reality, they had already been treated as private property by the Blood Tower, unable to control their own lives and deaths.
"So it's Elder Qiu. May I ask, Elder, what happened here just now?"
One of the patrol guards cautiously cupped his fist and asked Qiu Xiaosheng.
Towards the Cold Devil before them, the three didn't dare to show any disrespect, after all, this was a great demon renowned throughout Chaos City, and the story of his perverted deeds could fill a book.
Qiu Xiaosheng stood before Ding Yi's cave dwelling, then pointed at Ding Yi's cave dwelling and said:
"I also just heard the commotion here. The city has been uneasy recently. You few must patrol the mountain well."
As Qiu Xiaosheng spoke, an unsightly smile appeared on his waxy white face.
The three patrol guards looked uneasy upon seeing this, but one of them quickly said:
"The three of us will definitely patrol the mountain well!"
Qiu Xiaosheng chuckled upon hearing this, then turned around and left this place.
Only after Qiu Xiaosheng left did the three dare to exchange glances.
One of them pointed to the cave dwelling next to him and asked:
"Is that the new alchemist?"
"Can't be wrong, there are only a few cave dwellings in this place."
Another person replied.
"Let's go, this is no longer something we can interfere with."
Another person shook his head, then left this place on his own accord.
Seeing this, the other two also quickly left this place with that person. Throughout the entire process, none of the three thought about asking Ding Yi a single question.
Inside the cave dwelling, Ding Yi sat there listening to the sounds outside quietly disappearing, then expressionlessly stood up again.
After he let Pig Nine Rings(Pig Nine Rings: character name) return to his cave, he looked at his empty left arm, and a look of ferocity surfaced on his face.
"I've remembered your scent, you dog thing, you better wait for me!!"
Ding Yi chuckled strangely, then swiped towards his chest, pulling out the box where he stored his left arm.
Pa ta!
As the box opened, Ding Yi's left arm saw the light of day again.
Surprisingly, even though quite a few hours had passed, the skin of this arm was still fair and smooth, and even the muscles at the severed area seemed to be slightly contracting, as if possessing life.
This phenomenon was due to Ding Yi's terrifying body refining technique.
In reality, if he hadn't done it himself, it would have taken quite a bit of effort to sever his left arm.
Ding Yi picked up his left arm, then lifted his long robe, directly attaching the severed arm to the wound.
In the next moment, a burst of cyan light suddenly erupted from the severed area, and at that moment, the fingers on Ding Yi's left arm actually moved slightly.
As time passed, Ding Yi's left hand could already make various movements, and after the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, Ding Yi could already move his entire left arm.
He looked at his left arm with satisfaction, then shook it, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Now the entire Blood Tower knows that he has lost an arm, and if he changes his identity and goes out again, it won't arouse the Blood Tower's suspicion.
After all, it's easy to change one's appearance, but it's not easy to reattach an arm.
Perhaps some great medicine or secret technique can regenerate limbs, but it's clear that even if an alchemist has connections, they can't complete this task in a short period of time.
Thinking of this, Ding Yi felt that this move of his was very clever.
He even felt that if it weren't for being in a place like the Land of Chaos, he could even fool people around in circles.
"Dark Tower, Blood Tower, I'd like to see what you guys are up to."
Three days later, Ding Yi, who had changed his face again, came to Chaos City again.
The Dark Tower's stronghold is not a secret in the Blood Tower, so he quickly found the place.
At this moment, a pale-faced man walked into a remote attic.
After the man entered the attic, he glanced around, then fixed his gaze on a small child sitting in the corner.
He walked straight over and stood in front of the child, mechanically saying:
"I want to take a mission."
The child was sitting on the chair with his head down, but when he heard someone calling him, he suddenly raised his head and his eyes met the man's.
"Hehe, where did this strange face come from."
Although the child looked like a child in height and appearance, his voice was a gloomy and hoarse voice, which seemed extremely strange.
The man took out a token from his arms and shook it in front of the child.
"So it's a fellow Daoist from the Blood Tower, hehe, come with me."
The child glanced at the token in the man's hand, then jumped off the chair, then led the man towards the depths of the attic.
The two walked one after the other, quickly passed through a strange light film, and then walked into a dim room.
After the child led the man into the room, he turned around and said:
"There are a total of seven hundred and thirty-two missions that can be taken this month, how about it, which one do you choose?"
The man didn't speak, but said:
"Let me see."
The child waved his hand, and countless rays of light flashed in the dim room, but they were wooden signs with a faint glow.
These wooden signs were engraved with small characters, and they were pasted one by one on the walls around the room.
The man quickly glanced around, then asked:
"I want to take three."
The child was surprised when he heard this, and then he asked:
"Which three?"
"Number one seven three to find someone, number one eight nine to find an object, number three seven seven to find Feisheng Gao(Feisheng Gao: Ascension Ointment)."
The child was a little surprised when he heard this, and couldn't help asking:
"You seem to be very good at finding things?"
The man didn't speak, but showed a strange smile.
"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, be careful I twist your head off."
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