Offering my divine power to break my karma

"Girl, you are going to die, do you know that?"

After the room was quiet for a few breaths, Chongjiu lazily patted the hem of his clothes that were burnt by the flames, and spoke with a hint of gloating in his tone.

Hearing Chongjiu's words, Ling frowned.

Although he felt that the other party's tone asked for a beating, to be honest, Ling believed it a little.

It’s not because Zero is the kind of person who trusts others easily, but because there is really something wrong inside Zero’s body.

When he was fighting with the ferocious red flame snake before, his cultivation suddenly jumped to the late Nascent Soul stage, and his meridians were blown to the limit like a balloon.

Although his cultivation level returned to the great perfection of foundation building after falling into this mortal world, his meridians did not recover.

Not only did he not recover, but Ling also felt that his meridians were blocked for some reason these days, and the spiritual energy in his three dantians was also a little chaotic.

This is why, even though he knows that this palace contains secrets and may be dangerous, Zero still wants to come here to explore.

Ling now really wanted to leave this place where the spiritual energy was thin and there was no one who could heal his injuries.

However, even though the other party might have hit upon his physical condition, Zero's tone remained calm.

As if he didn't care at all, the other party said that he was about to die.

"Oh."

"So what? Senior, what you said means that you have a way to save my life?"

Ling just said something unhappily, but unexpectedly Chongjiu on the other side smiled and said calmly:

"Since I have pointed out the problem with your body, I naturally have a way to save you."

Hearing this, Ling raised an eyebrow, his tone still calm.

"Then what do you want, Senior?"

Ling was not familiar with the other party. The other party pointed out his physical problems and said that he could save him. Ling did not think that this Demon Lord would be so kind.

Seeing Ling still looking calm, Chongjiu was somewhat puzzled. He asked curiously:

"What? Girl, you don't believe what I say?"

Zero nodded indifferently.

"letter."

"letter?"

Chongjiu was even more confused.

"If you believe it, then why are you still so calm? What, little girl, aren't you afraid of death?"

Zero replied calmly:

"fear death."

Chongjiu frowned, his tone somewhat displeased.

"So you don't believe that I can save you?"

Zero continued to answer calmly.

"Believe."

"but,"

Zero changed the subject.

Chongjiu pretended to listen attentively.

"There is no such thing as a free lunch. Even if you are my master's friend, I'm afraid you will have to pay a price for me to save you."

"I am just a small foundation-building cultivator. I am afraid I cannot afford what you want. So forget it. If you can live, live. If you can't live, die. There is nothing to be afraid of."

Chongjiu: "?"

Chongjiu: "!"

Chongjiu: "..."

Chongjiu looked up and down at Ling with an incredible look on his face. Although it is a good thing not to let others take advantage of your weaknesses to threaten you.

But, what's with your attitude of living if you can and dying if you can't?

Are all the cultivators in your world so calm in facing death?

Lord Demon was confused and puzzled. He felt that the little girl in front of him might have something wrong with her mind.

Ling's words left Chongjiu speechless, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Even the request to save people that he had prepared was now stuck in his throat and he couldn't say it, and the room fell silent again.

The man and the demon remained in a stalemate in the room for a long time. In the end, Chongjiu took the initiative to change the subject.

"Hey, little girl, do you know what that birthmark between your eyebrows is?"

Hearing Chongjiu's words, Ling's mind moved. Although he was very curious, his tone remained calm.

"I don't know. If you know, please enlighten me."

Chongjiu rolled his eyes at Ling. He had just said that he was not familiar with him, but now he was asking for advice as if it was a matter of course.

Chongjiu lazily lay down on the couch, propped up his forehead with one hand, and asked lazily:

"Have you heard of the Nanming Lihuo?"

Ling frowned, thought for a while and then said:

"It is the companion flame of the mythical beast Suzaku."

Chongjiu snapped his fingers.

"bingo."

"So what you mean is that the flame birthmark on my forehead is the companion flame of the divine beast Suzaku, the Nanming Lihuo."

"Yes."

Chongjiu nodded casually.

Zero frowned, confused.

If it was true as Chongjiu said, that the birthmark on his forehead was the companion flame of the mythical beast Suzaku, then what was the relationship between him and the mythical beast Suzaku? Why did he have the companion flame of Suzaku?

"Moreover, the Nanming Lihuo on your forehead is different from the Nanming Lihuo used by the ordinary Suzaku that I have seen before."

"What's the difference?"

Ling raised his eyebrows, somewhat curious that there really was a mythical beast, Vermilion Bird, in this world, and from what Chongjiu said, there was more than one.

Chongjiu blinked and said with interest.

"The Nanming Lihuo used by the Suzaku that I have seen before is just an ordinary strange fire."

"And the Nanming Lihuo in you..."

Having said this, Chongjiu's frivolous eyes turned deep.

"It can absolutely suppress the demonic energy of our demon clan. This is not something that ordinary Nanming Lihuo can do. The only flame that I can think of that has this ability is the Nanming Lihuo, the companion flame of the real legendary divine beast Suzaku."

Ling frowned and asked in confusion:

"Since they are both Nanming Lihuo, why are their abilities different? Could it be that there are real and fake Suzaku?"

"Guessed it right."

Chongjiu snapped his fingers again and said with disdain:

"They say it's the mythical beast Suzaku. A mythical beast, a mythical beast. The real Suzaku is naturally a god."

“And now those guys who claim to be the sacred beast Suzaku are just some birds with a little bit of Suzaku bloodline. Some of their companion flames are just ordinary strange fires, which naturally cannot be compared with the Nanming Lihuo of the real sacred beast Suzaku.”

After he finished speaking, a hint of sarcasm flashed in Chongjiu's eyes.

It seems that this Lord Demon is very displeased with those guys who call themselves the divine beast Suzaku.

Ling digested the information revealed by Chongjiu in his mind. The more he thought about it, the more his brows furrowed.

If what Chongjiu said was true, then the flame between his eyebrows was the Nanming Lihuo, the companion flame of the real divine beast Suzaku.

Zero could imagine how precious this divine fire was.

But how many people are like Chongjiu, who can recognize at a glance that the flame between his eyebrows is the Nanming Lihuo? Ling doesn't know.

When he thought of this, a layer of cold sweat broke out on Ling's back.

At this moment, Ling was extremely grateful that he had been cautious and had worn a mask from the beginning, so as not to let anyone see the birthmark between his eyebrows.

After all, human nature cannot stand the test.