Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 938 Old Xiao, if you cultivate with me, I'll let you kill someone here.
"Pulling it up raw?"

Looking at Xia He and Feng Shayan, Guo Liang felt a sense of panic.

After He Songling's demonstration, everyone generally agreed on the crucial point of hiding the life-saving artifact well.

The problem is that He Songling went to deal with Ma Xianhong, and he clearly intended to train his young subordinates, showing no sign of actually taking action.

Well, there's nothing we can do about it; none of these people have ever been dentists.

The only option is to pull them out raw.

"Don't worry, Lao Xia will use his charm to anesthetize you, and I'll use my spatial ability to directly transfer your tooth roots and smash them. It'll be quick, and you won't feel any pain." Feng Shayan said confidently, but when she used her dimensional shock to smash Guo Liang's teeth, Guo Liang still screamed like a pig being slaughtered in pain.

"Old Xia, Old Feng, are you two any good?"

The two warlocks were practically twitching with excitement.

"Why don't you two do it?"

Old women are like tigers; they just quit on the spot.

"I'll definitely handle it without any problems." Warlocks also have their own ways of deceiving people, but they're not going to get themselves into trouble. Just getting their hands dirty with saliva while prying open Guo Liang's mouth isn't dirty enough.

"Feng Shayan, open the door!"

Wang Ye held the protective talismans they had made and exclaimed.

A portal opened before him, and Wang Ye, without hesitation, used his Tai Chi strength to twist the false tooth artifact inside.

"Ow!"

Guo Liang jumped three feet high in pain.

But after he jumped up, his figure suddenly disappeared, and in an instant, he reappeared fifty meters away.

"It's done."

The two sorcerers used water magic to summon clean water and washed everyone's hands. At such times, they always envied the ability of the Reverse Life Triple to directly sever Changxin's hand.

Feng Shayan opened a spatial portal, pulled Guo Liang back, and gestured to Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing. Wang Ye understood and nodded, saying, "Guo Liang, this is all we can do. Our skills are limited, so please bear with us."

"What level?" Guo Liang asked, looking bewildered.

"The magical artifact that Lao Ma practiced gave it basic strength, making it difficult to destroy, and it also has an early warning function. However, none of that is very important. Just like Lao Ling demonstrated earlier, if someone finds out about your communication artifact in advance, they will definitely take measures to target it and prevent you from sending messages."

Zhuge Qing also squinted and walked over, raising an array plate in his hand. "The two of us will work together to cast a divination and inscribe a magic array. This is called the 'Auspicious and Inauspicious Divination.' If you are in danger, it will give you an early warning and teleport you away directly. At the same time, it will activate the mother divination here and receive the message."

This is also why He Songling insisted on having two sorcerers craft the protective talisman, rather than directly using the communication artifact crafted by Ma Xianhong. Given Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing's current strength and mastery of Qimen Dunjia formations, virtually no one could make them cast a divination and fail to predict the outcome, not even Chen Jinkui, the head of the Shuzi Sect. Even if Zhou Sheng personally intervened, there would still be some reaction.

At least Qu Tong couldn't find anyone who could completely bypass the divination results of the two people to help her.

Why, after having Ma Xianhong demonstrate it, did they still arrange a protective charm for Guo Liang in front of everyone? The fear is that Qu Tong might not know. A protective charm that's impossible to bypass, a minor character difficult to kill—the losses from taking action far outweigh the gains, so naturally, they'll stop their actions against Guo Liang.

Even if it were made into amulets to be worn on the body, it could still be stolen. If all such non-lethal malice were sensed, then Zhuge Qing, Wang Ye, and Guo Liang themselves would be doomed. A second attack would then be much harder to evade.

But if they were made into dentures, they couldn't be stolen, and any deadly malice aimed at the head would be automatically detected and teleported away. It must be said that these Outcasts are actually quite similar to the pure-blood wizards in Harry Potter.

If they had watched just a couple more episodes of undercover crime dramas, Ma Xianhong wouldn't have made such a conspicuous communication device for his own safety.

As for whether Qu Tong will target Ma Xianhong or He Songling himself after stopping targeting minor figures like Guo Liang, it doesn't matter.

He Songling never intended for the riddle solver to continue living.

"So what do you mean by 'limited skill'?" Guo Liang swore he had never seen such a valuable magic artifact in his life. Even though he had followed Ma Xianhong for so long, and Ma Xianhong even wanted to teach him the Divine Hundred Refinements Technique, he knew that this thing was of immeasurable value.

"Unfortunately, this thing has a limited range of teleportation. Unless you happen to be nearby, even with my and Lao Qing's formation and Miss Feng's spatial ability combined, its teleportation range is only about 500 meters, and the direction is random."

Wang also said with some regret, "If their encirclement happens to be within a radius of 500 meters, or if there are other risks at the teleportation point, you will be teleported again, and the effect will be worse. Even if there is no danger, you still have to run to a safe place yourself, which is a bit inconvenient."

"Hey Master Wang, you've only been following Old Ling for a few days, how come a perfectly good Taoist priest has started to show off?" Zhang Chulan couldn't help but sarcastically remark, "Your skills are limited, so give me your skills and I'll trade with you."

"There's no need for that," Wang Ye said, still quite confident.

"Mr. Ling, gentlemen, and the sect leader, I, Guo Liang, what have I done to deserve such a treasure to save my life? This is truly..." Guo Liang was moved to tears, his words somewhat incoherent.

"Don't look at me, it has nothing to do with me, and I don't have that ability. As for Ling Songhe, he has plenty of tricks up his sleeve. This thing is nothing more than a pull tab on a soda can to him. You can just take it."

Ma Xianhong, whose external injuries had just been healed by He Songling, curled his lip. He originally thought that the Divine Refinement of the Hundred Machines was the limit of weapon refining, but he didn't expect that he was not good enough at all.

"I helped you for two reasons. First, to get back at that cerebral palsy riddle-solving guy. Second, you look a lot like Gu Qiting. I don't know who your great-grandfather was, but it doesn't matter. I just helped you on a whim because you look alike. It's nothing special."

Indeed, the immortals in history often had strange and wonderful encounters with the mortal world, and He Songling, being a human being, naturally preferred to do as he pleased.

He had been squatting down to treat Ma Xianhong, but now that Ma Xianhong had recovered, he stood up and greeted Xiao Zizai:

"So, Lao Xiao, have you thought it through? Come and cultivate with me. I can help you release your inner demons while perfectly controlling them, so you can give your master an explanation. And you won't have to do that dirty work of temporary workers anymore."

Seeing that Xiao Zizai did not respond, He Songling further tempted, "How about this, if you agree, I'll let you kill someone right now to release them and satisfy your appetite. What do you say, Master Zhao?"

(End of this chapter)