Chapter 633 - - Evildoers will be grinded by evildoers_3

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Behind him, he left a long trail of blood.

This terrifying and incongruous scene scared the two uninjured persons to shiver all over, tears streaming down their faces while they pleaded for mercy tremblingly.

“Spare us, Ghost Grandfather, please spare us! Guilt has a source; debts have a debtor, it was Niu Sanbao who caused your death, all evil deeds were led by him. Seek his life if you must, it has nothing to do with us!”

“Ghost Grandfather, have mercy, it was all Niu Sanbao’s doing, we were forced too!”

Niu Sanbao shot them a fierce glance, then looked at Duge and swallowed his saliva before kneeling to the ground, stammering, “Elder, it was my lack of vision that offended you, I beg the elder to spare me on account of my ignorance. I am willing to offer all the silver coins I have saved up over the years…”

His power of observation was extremely strong. Seeing that Duge had a shadow at his feet, he naturally knew he wasn’t a ghost. Moreover, hearing him say “old man”, he naturally assumed he was a high-level expert from the Martial Worlds, or possibly a body-snatching demon or monster from the Demon Sect. Legends say that after being defeated, an Evil Sect Cultivator might steal someone’s body to be reborn.

“Do you know me?” Duge sneered, sitting majestically on a chair, looking at Niu Sanbao with an attitude that seemed to dissect his guts, nothing if not fierce. His attributes jumped significantly.

“…” Niu Sanbao was startled and shook his head, “I do not.”

“You do not know me, and yet you speak of ’not recognizing Mount Tai’?” Duge huffed, kicking the knife by his foot over to him, “Which hand just touched the old man’s face? Chop it off yourself…”

“…” Niu Sanbao hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth, picked up the knife from the ground, and with his eyes closed, chopped off his own right hand. He didn’t dare to let out a cry of agony and, dropping the steel knife, he grasped his wrist tightly, his face forced into an ugly smile, “Please, elder, pardon my offense.”

“Although what you did is not worth mentioning, you are indeed a man. It wasn’t a waste for this old man to have cultivated you,” Duge said approvingly with a light laugh.

Cultivated?

Niu Sanbao was taken aback, beads of sweat the size of soybeans emerging on his forehead. He said with difficulty, “I do not understand what the elder means?”

“You are quite good, follow at this old man’s side, be a Child Servant!” Duge huffed, “To kill one is a sin, to slaughter thousands makes you a hero, and to be the hero among heroes, one must slaughter forceful foes. While living, one should act on their passions, killing gods if they obstruct, Buddhas too. What this old man abhors the most are you bullies who prey on the weak. Had this old man fully regained his strength, you scum would have had no chance to serve me…”

“Thank you, elder.” Niu Sanbao was stunned again, then kowtowed fiercely, “I am willing to serve before and behind the elder until your strength is restored.”

“Insincere words,” Duge huffed.

“Elder, I truly mean it, not a word of falsehood,” Niu Sanbao knew this was his last chance at life, so he kowtowed fervently.

“I chopped off your hand, and you bear no grudge against me?” Duge asked.

“I dare not,” Niu Sanbao hastily said, “I have offended the elder, and the elder’s punishment is deserved.”

“Coward,” Duge huffed, “If you don’t even have the courage for revenge, you’re not fit to be this old man’s Child Servant. You might as well die!”

“…” Niu Sanbao was stupefied. Are you freaking serious?

“If I were you and someone had chopped off my hand, I would bide my time and pretend subservience, and when the chance arose, I would make sure to kill him - that’s the true nature of a man,” Duge lectured him with a scrutinizing glance.

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