Chapter 54: Fierce Battle with the Demonic Commander; Laibao Respectfully Sends His Master Off!

The scorpion demon’s words cast a dark shadow over Mo Fan’s face. He then glanced at the wine gourd in the demon’s hand and gritted his teeth. “Master, I have to have my poison extracted by you every month. Isn’t it a little much to ask that I keep some spiritual wine to replenish myself?”

“Of course not!” the scorpion demon replied with a smile. Then, with a mocking look, he uncorked the gourd and sneered at Mo Fan, “But you shouldn’t have deceived me!”

“You worthless creature, you must understand one thing: under my command, everything must obey me! And of course, everything belongs to me, including your life!”

As he spoke, the scorpion demon raised the gourd high and drained every drop of the spiritual wine right in front of Mo Fan.

“Are you angry?”

“Too bad, even if you are, you can only endure it!”

The demon grinned maliciously and reached out to grab Mo Fan from a distance.

In an instant, a black hand materialized from the swirling demonic wind, forcibly pulling Mo Fan out of the spring pool, then heaved him heavily into the cave chamber.

Mo Fan let out a muffled grunt and looked at the approaching scorpion demon, his expression calm rather than angry. “I want to know something. From the moment you saved me, did you intend to keep me as a source of poison, slowly draining all the venom from my body until I die?”

“Source of poison?” The demon paused for a moment, then said, “That’s an apt term. You guessed right. At first, I did not plan to kill you. After all, fools as obedient and sensible as you are rare.”

“But this time, you caused me quite a bit of trouble. That bastard Duya noticed my research! So I’ve decided to speed things up.”

“This time, I’ll just peel off your skin and take all your poison glands for medicine. The effect will be excellent!”

Peel off his skin and extract his poison glands?

Mo Fan laughed coldly at the thought.

“What are you laughing at?” the demon frowned.

“Thank you for giving me a reason to kill you. That way, when I do, it’ll be justified, and I won’t feel any guilt,” Mo Fan grinned.

“Kill me?” The demon was stunned, then broke into loud laughter. “You must be crazy. Just you... hmm? Something’s wrong... you... ah...!!”

The demon’s laughter abruptly turned into agony, clutching his head and screaming.

“Did you think that spiritual wine was so delicious?” Mo Fan smiled and casually picked up the gourd the demon had thrown to the ground. “I tampered with the wine.”

“Sorry, but the one who dies today is…”

Before he could finish, Mo Fan’s pupils suddenly contracted!

Boom!

A shadow slammed into him, blowing a huge hole where he stood.

“Dodge?” The demon was surprised, tail erect and thick with demonic aura, showing no signs of poisoning.

“You’re not poisoned?!”

Mo Fan was equally shocked, sensing the poison bead inside the demon’s body spreading throughout him.

By all rights, the demon should have been poisoned.

So what was going on?

Mo Fan’s face darkened. He realized he still knew too little about this demon and had almost been caught off guard.

If not for his keen perception at the demon soldier level, narrowly dodging the tail sting, he would have been seriously injured.

“Poison?”

“You mean your hallucinogenic venom?” The demon smirked and whispered, “It’s a powerful toxin, almost comparable to my scorpion venom! But you forgot I already took some of your poison, researched it for a long time. Do you think I gained nothing?”

Mo Fan pondered. “So you’re immune to neurotoxin now?”

“Neurotoxin?” The demon frowned, as if trying to recall the name.

“Never mind, it doesn’t matter. I’ll kill you, take your poison glands, and refine the ultimate venom elixir for medicinal baths. Then I might become the master of all poisons!”

“By then, don’t even mention a mere one-eyed fool or that Duya; neither will be a match for me!”

“So you should feel honored to personally participate in this great and sacred moment!”

The demon’s gaze turned icy as he stepped forward and reached for Mo Fan’s neck.

Bang!

A loud crash echoed as the demon was knocked back, Mo Fan had struck first!

“You... hid your cultivation?!” The demon’s face changed drastically, his mind racing.

Mo Fan wasted no words and launched an unrelenting assault.

With no way back, to survive he had to kill this demon.

He landed dozens of punches, forcing the demon to retreat repeatedly.

Mo Fan’s strength was immense, even surpassing the demon’s, but breaking through the demon’s defense was tough.

The demon’s dense demonic aura was unlike anything Mo Fan had faced, making it hard to penetrate.

Still, Mo Fan was undeterred. Suddenly, he looked at the demon and said, “Heizi, what do you see here?!”

The demon instinctively looked at Mo Fan, only to see a red glow flash in Mo Fan’s eyes.

Divine power—the eye of charm!

Immediately, the demon’s eyes glazed over and his steps faltered.

Seizing the moment, Mo Fan struck repeatedly, shattering the demon’s protective aura and leaving bloody holes all over him, bathing him in his own blood.

“You... really... deserve... to die!!”

Suddenly, the demon snapped out of the charm, breaking free and grabbing Mo Fan’s fists.

“No good!”

Mo Fan panicked, trying to break free, but the demon held him tightly.

From the demon’s sleeves, two fists shot out, pounding Mo Fan over ten times in seconds, each blow heavy and shaking Mo Fan’s body.

“Demon soldiers, unite!”

Mo Fan gritted his teeth, using demonic energy to sense the poison inside the demon.

“Ah—!”

The demon screamed again.

“You actually turned the poison into demon soldiers?!” The demon was enraged and shocked; he never expected his poison to be forged into demon soldiers.

“If poison doesn’t work on you, I’ll attack your internal organs directly with poison demon soldiers!”

Mo Fan sneered, using demonic energy to command the poison soldiers to wreak havoc inside the demon.

“Die!!”

The demon was furious, thrusting his tail to sting Mo Fan.

Seeing the danger, Mo Fan was shocked and tried to flee, but the demon’s grip was unyielding.

Ssshh!

A light sound as the tail sting pierced Mo Fan’s chest.

“Ah—!”

He cried out, seemingly realizing something. He spat out an item and activated it with demonic energy!

It was a yellow talisman, crafted by Qin Changsheng of the Great River Academy.

Specifically, it was called the Demon Suppression Talisman!

Under the stimulation of demonic energy, the talisman floated up, glowing blood-red, then gently descended onto the demon’s head.

“What is that?!”

“Get away!!”

The demon gritted his teeth, enduring his wounds, and threw a punch at the talisman.

Snap... crack!

In an instant, the demon’s arm shattered piece by piece!

“Ah...!!”

He screamed in horror, trying to escape, but Mo Fan seized his hands.

“Master, where are you going?!”

Mo Fan sneered, blood streaming from his mouth and nose, making him look terrifying.

“Madman! You’re a madman!!”

The demon roared, struggling wildly, truly terrified by the talisman.

That was no mere paper charm—it was like an unbearably heavy mountain!

“Come, treasure, to escort Master on his journey!”