Chapter 2544
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Cao Potian originally thought that by offering the cultivation method of the God of War Fist, the Holy Monk of Lingshan would save his life. Who would have thought that this old monk would actually seize his God of War bloodline.
He is simply a beast in human clothing！
”You old bald donkey, you lied to me.” Cao Potian cursed.
The Holy Monk of Ling Mountain said with a smile： “The Battle God Fist can only be cultivated by those with the Battle God bloodline. Patriarch Cao, since you have given me the cultivation method of the Battle God Fist, what harm would it do to give me the bloodline as well？”
Besides, you have no cultivation base anymore and are just a useless person alive. It would be better to fulfill this poor monk.
Don’t worry, I will find a good home for your clansmen.
A good destination?
Why does this sound a bit seem wrong?
Could it be…
Cao Potian said in a panic： “Holy Monk, you can take the Battle God bloodline as you like, but I hope you don’t touch my clansmen.”
Don’t worry, I won’t touch your clansmen.” The Holy Monk of Ling Mountain pointed to several guards beside him and said： “They will.”
You go and kill all of Cao Potian’s clansmen.”
Wait… Killing is a bit cruel. It’s better to bury them alive！”
When Cao Potian heard this, he said anxiously： “Holy Monk, you can’t do this. I beg you, spare my clansmen！”
If pleading is useful, then there wouldn’t be so many people dying in the cultivation world.” The Holy Monk of Ling Mountain shouted at several guards： “Why don’t you act yet？”
Yes！” Several guards received the order and quickly disappeared from the spot.
Cao Potian suddenly felt disheartened. The reason why he betrayed the Great Qian and submitted to the Wei King was to protect his clansmen, but unexpectedly, he still couldn’t protect them in the end.
Why, why…
Cao Potian shed tears of remorse.
If I had known this would happen, I should never have submitted to the King of Wei and should have protected the Great Qian to the death.
If I had done that, even if I had died in battle, I could have preserved the reputation of the God of War family.
But now, I have become a traitor despised by everyone, and my people are going to be buried alive. It’s really…
One false step leads to eternal regret！
Cao Potian regrets it so much that his intestines are green with regret. Unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret in this world.
However, Cao Potian still wants to struggle and seek a way out for his people.
Your Majesty, please help me persuade the Holy Monk to be merciful and spare my people’s lives. Please.
Who would have thought that the King of Wei was even more ruthless than the Holy Monk of Lingshan.
Beg me?” The King of Wei sneered： “What kind of thing are you? What right do you have to beg me?
If it weren’t for your high cultivation base and the ability to help me conquer the world, why would I have taken you and your people in?
Who knew you were so useless. Not only did you not take Yannan Pass, but you also caused me to lose five commanders and 300,000 troops.
The Holy Monk is already very kind. If it were me, I would definitely have your people cut into pieces and tortured to death.
Cao Potian looked desperate and smiled miserably： “I never thought that I, Cao Potian, would be a hero all my life, but in the end, I would end up like this.”
It’s so sad and ridiculous!
“I really regret it. I shouldn’t have betrayed the Great Qian in the first place, let alone submitted to you.”
Cao Potian looked at the Wei King and said, “You are fatuous and tyrannical. A person like you will never be able to unify Zhongzhou.”
“And you！”
Cao Potian then looked at the Holy Monk of Lingshan and said, “On the surface, you have a body of Buddha bones, but in reality, you are as vicious as a scorpion. You will also die a bad death.”
“And you guys！”
Cao Potian then looked at Jiang Hu, Eunuch Li, and the surrounding guards and said, “If you continue to help the evildoer, then in the future, you will be nailed to the pillar of history and be spat on for thousands of years.
“If the king is unjust, why not leave as soon as possible?”
“Otherwise, one day you will end up like me.”
The Wei King was furious： “Cao Potian, stop spreading fallacies and heresies. I’ll kill you——”
Before the words were finished, Cao Potian was like a deflated ball. His skin and flesh shrank instantly, and all the blood in his body was sucked dry. In the blink of an eye, he turned into a mummy and had no more vitality.”
A generation of war gods has come to an end！
The Holy Monk of Lingshan withdrew his palm, and a smile appeared in his eyes. Although Cao Potian failed to capture Yan Nan Pass, he obtained the cultivation method of the God of War Fist and the God of War bloodline from Cao Potian’s hands, which was also a bit of a harvest.
Eunuch Li spat aside and said, “Cao Potian is extremely heinous. Dying like this is really too good for him.”
The King of Wei still wasn’t satisfied and rushed up with a sword, frantically slashing at Cao Potian’s corpse.
The long sword in the King of Wei’s hand was like a bone-cutting knife. In a short while, Cao Potian’s corpse was chopped into hundreds of pieces, extremely tragic.
The others beside them all had cold expressions on their faces.
In their opinion, Cao Potian’s ending up like this was entirely his own fault.
The King of Wei threw away the long sword when he was tired of slashing and then said, “Jiang Hu, you immediately rush back to the imperial city.”
Now that the imperial city is empty, you lead the Jinwu Guards and must protect the imperial city well.
If there is any accident in the imperial city, I will hold you accountable.”
The end general receives the order.” Jiang Hu cupped his fists and saluted, then turned around and crossed the void to return to the imperial city.
The King of Wei then said, “Holy Monk, Eunuch Li, let’s go in and have a chat.”
After speaking, he quickly walked into the tent.
Eunuch Li followed closely behind.
The Holy Monk of Lingshan stood where he was and didn’t move. His gaze was fixed on the air not far away, where a paper boat densely covered with divine patterns was floating.
Magic weapon！
The Holy Monk of Lingshan had long noticed this paper boat and also saw that the paper boat was a magic weapon. He couldn’t help but ask, “What is that？ Where did it come from？”
A guard replied, “That’s the boat that Cao Potian took when he came back.”
”Oh？” The Holy Monk of Lingshan’s eyes flickered, and he reached out and grabbed.”
In an instant, the paper boat was pulled by a huge suction force and flew in front of the Holy Monk of Lingshan.”
The Holy Monk of Lingshan’s palm surged with bright Buddha light, and he pressed out with a palm. Suddenly, the paper boat quickly shrank and became only the size of a palm, quietly suspending in the air.”
The Holy Monk of Lingshan stretched out his right hand and grabbed the paper boat in his palm.”
He looked at it carefully.”
”Such a strong and upright spirit. It seems that this is something of the Master.”
The Holy Monk of LingshanSecret passage, “It is said that the Master is kind-hearted. It seems that it is really the case.”
”He didn’t massacre the three hundred thousand soldiers and generals, but disbanded them on the spot. It’s very difficult for ordinary people to have such a pattern.”
”Although he abolished Cao Potian’s cultivation base, he didn’t kill him and also used a magic weapon to send him back. Treating the enemy like this, he is indeed a model of literati in Zhongzhou.”
Puff！”
Just at this time, the paper boat in the palm of the Holy Monk of Lingshan suddenly turned into powder. The powder circulated in the palm and quickly evolved into eight words.”
”The sea of bitterness is boundless, and turning back is the shore！”
This sentence is clearly a reminder to the Holy Monk of Lingshan not to make mistakes again and again.”
The Holy Monk of Lingshan had an unhappy expression on his face.”
”Hmph, are you addicted to teaching and educating people? Even me? What the hell are you?”
The Holy Monk of Ling Mountain flipped his palm, and the eight words suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared before.
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