Taking away my family's luck? I won't stand it!

Chapter 453 I Choose This Knife

The ground was littered with animal carcasses, human remains and broken limbs...

The walls were covered with human skins and animal furs, twisted into all sorts of weird poses.

Kneeling, crawling, kneeling, struggling, etc.

Sitting under the wall was a man with pale, bloodless skin, a slender body, and a circle of black tattoos around his eyes. He was holding a teacup in his hand and bringing it to his mouth, his eyes fixed on the black pool.

The liquid in the teacup was red. The man took a sip and his pale lips turned red, making him look particularly charming.

Suddenly, the water surged and boiled, and those people in the pool who had their heads replaced with animals fell into the pool.

"boom!"

The man was furious and suddenly threw the teacup in his hand to the ground.

The voice was filled with anger, "Failed again, what on earth is going on? Why can't I succeed in refining it?"

Those who failed were all the best that the man had captured from those sects, and then refined them with ancient secret methods from monsters that had practiced for thousands of years. However, no matter how hard the man refined them, he could not successfully replicate the hidden god in the secret method.

The men in black who heard the noise outside the door lowered their heads and moved the failed products in the pool out of the room.

The man took a deep breath and waved.

A man in black fell from the sky...

"Pavilion Master."

The man looked at the man in black and said, "Yiqing, when can you find the person I asked you to find?"

Yiqing was a very handsome man who looked very harmless. He lowered his head quickly when he heard the Pavilion Master's words.

"Master, we found him, but the little boy is being protected by a master, so we can't capture him and hand him over to you."

"Who is this person that you have tried so hard to catch but failed?" The Pavilion Master blinked and came to Qingyi. His pale hand gently stroked Qingyi's pretty face. There was a look of satisfaction in the Pavilion Master's eyes for this work.

Qingyi tilted his head slightly, revealing the white fur on his neck, and replied calmly, "The other party is the Crown Prince of Anping. There is a national preceptor in the Anping Palace who has been protecting the Crown Prince. We can't succeed."

"Haha, Imperial Master?" The Pavilion Master chuckled. He looked at Qingyi with a look of dissatisfaction in his eyes and said coldly, "I'll give you a month. If you don't bring the person back within a month, I'll have no choice but to kill the person you want to see."

"Don't! I will definitely bring the person to the Pavilion Master." Qingyi said hurriedly.

"Go away." The Pavilion Master returned to his chair and said softly.

"Yes." Qingyi lowered his head.

Turn around and disappear.

As soon as the person left, the door of the room was suddenly opened and someone rushed in, shouting in panic.

"Master, this is bad, this is bad. Someone suddenly broke in here and killed many of our people. They also burned the orcs that you worked so hard to refine."

The Pavilion Master looked indifferently at the panicked people below.

"Who is that person? How dare they dare to come to Yao City and cause trouble?"

The Pavilion Master didn't take this matter to heart.

There were too many orcs and the entire dungeon was almost full, so someone set it on fire and helped him clean up.

"The other party is a child and a white tiger."

Seeing the Pavilion Master's indifferent expression, the people below added a sentence.

"Pavilion Master, the other party burned down an entire dungeon full of orcs. We were no match for her, and she also lost quite a few of our men."

When the Pavilion Master first heard that the other party was just a child, he didn't take it seriously at all. But when he heard that the other party had burned down his entire orc building, he became completely restless.

"what!"

His eyes were about to pop out of his head, and his calm and complacent expression was gone at this moment.

Looking at the furious Pavilion Master, the man was so scared that he quickly lowered his head and timidly squeezed out a word from his throat.

"Yes."

The sound is very small.

"Let's go, I want to see what kind of kid can burn down my entire orc tower!"

Suddenly, a childish voice came from outside to the ears of the Pavilion Master.

"You said you were coming to see me?"

The Pavilion Master immediately looked outside the door and saw a little girl who was only one year old, holding a white cat, walking in slowly.

There was no expression on her delicate and beautiful facial features, but her beautiful eyes were filled with murderous intent when she looked at the Pavilion Master.

The little white cat in the little girl's arms lazily licked its paws, licking the last drop of blood clean. Its tongue stretched out, and the barbs on its paws could be clearly seen...

"It's perfect, so perfect!" The Pavilion Master looked at the little girl in front of him with great interest, and did not feel that the little girl in front of him had any lethality.

"She was born with a spirit fetus, and even that little white cat is a spirit that has been cultivating for a long time. The appearance of these two together is a rare sight that only happens once in a thousand years."

After saying that, he pointed to the various knives beside the black pool and asked excitedly, "Take a look, which knife do you like? Be gentle when I attack you later."

Yaoyao looked at the crazy man in the room with a calm expression and asked, "Why did you refine the orcs?"

The Pavilion Master didn't expect the little girl in front of him to ask this question. He was stunned for a few seconds and looked at the little girl who asked him the question.

Then he smiled.

"Of course it's to create a god."

He always tells a dying person everything he knows.

Yaoyao tilted her head and asked in confusion, "I see your cultivation is quite high, why don't you become a god?"

"Becoming a god is so boring. Okay, little brat, I've said enough to you. Now it's your turn to choose the knife."

"Then I want this one."