Mortal: Fellow Daoist! May I borrow your essence for a moment?

Jingzhou, Shenshou Valley.

In a secret room, Mo Juren looked at Han Li, who had an ordinary appearance and a thin build, and revealed a ferocious and lustful smile.

"Master Mo! Now! Get closer to him! Get closer to him!"

Yu Zitong's voice grew increasingly agitated behind his body.

This made Mo Juren frown slightly.

He knew that Yu Zitong had ill intentions, and that cooperating with him would be like asking a tiger for its skin.

But in order to cultivate immortality and achieve eternal life, he had no other choice.

Mo Juren was extremely excited as he approached Yu Zitong's remnant soul within Han Li's body, and was about to seize control of it.

Han Li, who was drugged by him, couldn't help but feel nervous as he tried to suppress his emotions.

At this critical moment.

With a bang, the door to the secret room was kicked open.

Li Feiyu was stunned by the scene inside.

Because at this moment, Mo Juren, that old geezer, had a ferocious expression.

Looking at Han Li's thin and delicate body, she felt an overwhelming longing.

Han Li, with his back to him, couldn't help but curl up, extremely nervous.

It was as if it was about to be ravaged.

Those who know him understand that he was being possessed, while those who don't might think he was assaulted by Mo Juren.

"Cough cough."

Li Feiyu coughed twice, breaking the astonishment in the secret room.

"It's you!"

Mo Juren's eyes widened, and he became alert and on guard.

Although Li Feiyu only recently devoured Ye Mei and gained spiritual roots and cultivation, he still has a long way to go.

But before that, he had used demonic arts to strengthen his body.

He was invincible within the Seven Mysteries Sect.

Mo Juren was at a critical moment in his possession, so he naturally dared not let his guard down.

"Ha ha."

Li Feiyu chuckled twice: "Master Mo, it's been several months. How have you been?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he glanced indifferently at Han Li, who was still pretending to be dead:

"Brother Han, stop pretending. Now that your elder brother is here, leave things to me."

In an instant, with a whoosh!

To Mo Juren's astonishment, Han Li, who had taken a large amount of his mind-numbing drug, suddenly leaped into the air like a rabbit.

He tried to rush to his older brother's side.

"court death!"

But how could Mo Juren do as he wished?

The grandmaster-level expert let out a furious roar.

The purple rings around his palms slammed down on Han Li.

This is Mo Juren's signature move – the Demon Cloud Hand!

He looked at the demonic cloud hand that was slapping at him.

Even though he had reached the sixth level of Qi Refining, which was higher than Li Feiyu's cultivation, and even though the person who attacked him was just a mortal.

But Han Paopao still felt his hair stand on end and couldn't help but blurt out:

"Big brother! Help me!"

The next moment, a loud bang!

A fierce wind raged within the sealed room.

Mo Juren's face flushed red, and he staggered back more than twenty steps before he could barely steady himself against the corner of the wall.

Even so, a mouthful of black blood spurted from his mouth.

The person's body was extremely weak.

Before him, Li Feiyu's tall and robust body remained completely still.

A pair of bright eyes were watching him.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"Li Feiyu, you've only been a disciple for a short time, how can you have such formidable internal strength!" he shouted incredulously.

Although Mo Juren was not a cultivator, he had studied martial arts for many years.

His martial arts skills had already reached the level of a grandmaster.

He was also skilled in medicine and frequently used poisons, making his combat prowess far beyond what ordinary people could imagine.

It was precisely because of this that Mo Juren had already become a renowned figure in the martial arts world of Yue Kingdom at a young age.

But today he has lost, and lost so thoroughly.

He was actually defeated by a novice who used his internal energy to strike him head-on with a single palm strike.

How could he possibly accept all of this!

Besides Mo Juren, Han Li also looked completely incredulous.

Although Li Feiyu had already reminded him and his skills had improved rapidly several months ago.

However, his own brother was able to defeat Mo Juren with a single palm strike.

To defeat Mo Juren, who had terrified him for years.

What a breathtaking sight it was!

However shocking it may be, even though Mo Juren has already been defeated.

Han Li couldn't help but slip.

He protected his good brother and elder brother in front of him.

"What a slippery kid."

Upon seeing this, Li Feiyu couldn't help but spit.

"Boy, your teacher has failed."

"Don't say that your older brother is disrespectful. Just tell me yourself how you want to deal with him."

He stood with his hands behind his back, his every move exuding the demeanor of a master.

In fact, Li Feiyu was already a grandmaster in body tempering and martial arts.

Upon hearing this, Han Li looked at the already defeated Mo Juren.

At this moment, his teacher was hunched over and had white hair.

He was already ill and was defeated by Li Feiyu in one blow.

He was already on his deathbed and wouldn't live much longer.

I recall all the teachings he gave me.

Han Li finally sighed, "Brother Li, no, Elder Brother Li, he is already at the end of his rope. Why not spare his life?"

"Hahahahaha!"

Before Li Feiyu could even speak, Mo Juren, who was already seriously injured, burst into laughter.

"Han Li, I knew I hadn't misjudged you."

"If you don't have this hope, it would be good if I passed on my mantle to you and we could create a beautiful story of master and disciple."

"It's just a pity that I, Mo Juren, have already embarked on this path, and there's no turning back, nor do I want to."

Mo Juren laughed maniacally as he spoke.

But beneath the laughter lurked a hint of bitterness and pain.

But that bitterness and pain quickly disappeared and transformed into intense madness.

"Master Mo, you have already lost, so why bother?" Han Li sighed.

"Defeat? My disciple, do you really think your master has been defeated?"

Mo Juren sneered and then swallowed a pill.

His previously listless aura suddenly surged!

"This is--"

"Blood Transformation Pill!" Han Li was dumbfounded.

In this world, there are various elixirs that can temporarily enhance a user's combat power.

For example, Li Feiyu's original self had taken the Marrow Extraction Pill to enhance his power and made a name for himself in the Seven Mysteries Sect.

Compared to the Blood-Transforming Pill that Mo Juren swallowed, the Marrow-Extracting Pill was nothing more than a candy.

The Blood-Dissolving Pill, as the name suggests, can dissolve all the blood and even bones in the user's body.

And after paying such a high price.

By using the transformation of one's own blood, the user's power can increase dramatically, making them capable of taking on ten opponents at once!

This can be described as an extremely terrifying elixir.

If used properly, it can turn the tide of battle, but the price is the user's life.

"Master Mo, have you gone mad by taking the Blood Transformation Pill?"

Li Feiyu looked at Mo Juren, whose body was already covered in blood, and spoke calmly.

"Haha, kid, it's not that I've gone mad, it's just that you're in my way!"

"I wouldn't have used this Blood Transformation Demon Pill if I hadn't had no other choice."

"But your skill is too great; I am no match for you."

"If I can defeat you with the power of this Blood Transformation Pill, what does it matter if I lose this body!"

"If I can't, the worst that can happen is death. What do I, Mo Juren, have to fear!"

Mo Juren's body shone with intense bloodlust, and he was ready to fight Li Feiyu.

His explanation left everyone speechless.

Yes, the Blood Transformation Pill does require him to sacrifice his own flesh and blood.

But if Mo Juren succeeds in possessing Han Li, what difference does it make if he loses this old body?

If he fails, what loss could he possibly suffer since he was already nearing the end of his life?