Chapter 1203

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“No wonder he agreed so readily just now. It turns out that he had already thought it through and wanted to use the hand “of this old smoker to break the plan of the Bajing Dao Palace!”
　　On Yuheng Mountain, after seeing this scene, Xiahou Qingyuan said in surprise.
At this moment, anyone could see that the reason why Xu Taiping did not reject the request of the Bajing Dao Palace disciples before was to wait for this moment, so that everyone in the world could see how the Bajing Dao Palace disciples were brutally killed and imprisoned by this old smoker because of their arrogance.
　　“Taiping Daoist, you… you can’t just stand by and watch them die！”
　　At this time, in the spiritual mirror in front of the two people, the voices of several Bajing Dao Palace disciples asking for help came again.
　　At this moment, the several Bajing Dao Palace disciples who were still alive had been trapped in place by the chains transformed from the white smoke on the ground, and they couldn’t even commit suicide if they wanted to.
Not being able to commit suicide also means that they will be imprisoned by the old smoker like He Xiaqi and the others.
Even a strong person with the character like Xia Qi was tortured by the old smoker to cry and beg for mercy which is enough to imagine the pain after the spirit is detained.
　　So as long as these people have a glimmer of chance to escape, they don’t want to give up.
　　“Daoist Taiping, even if you don’t save us, please come forward and kill us, kill us！”
Seeing that the old smoker was getting closer and closer to them a disciple of Bajing Dao Palace begged Xu Taiping in despair.
　　“Although these people are indeed very pitiful, but Xu Taiping, who has already helped them once, even if he doesn’t save them this time, presumably the monks in the other eight floors of the Mysterious Desolation Tower will have nothing to criticize.”
　　Xiahou Qingyuan said expressionlessly.
　　He now increasingly feels that the mind of this Xu Taiping is far more delicate than what Xiahou You described.
　　“Indeed.”
　　Xiahou You nodded, and then murmured solemnly：
　　“But whether to save or not, the Young Master still needs to make a choice.”
　　“Does this still need to be chosen？” Xiahou Qingyuan turned his head to look at Xiahou You with some confusion.
　　“That old ghost didn’t kill these people. Obviously, he is luring the enemy, just waiting for Xu Taiping to take the bait. He can’t not see that, right？”
　　Xiahou　Qingyuan　continued.
　　“On the surface, that’s right.” Xiahou You said, “But a choice is a choice.”
　　After having the experience of passing through the sixth and seventh floors of the Mysterious Wilderness Tower together with Xu Taiping before, she has been able to determine that every choice Xu Taiping faces is most likely a test for him by the Mysterious Wilderness Great Emperor.
　　At this moment, if Xu Taiping does nothing, although it is the safest, it is a choice without merit or fault.
　　Xiahou You doesn’t think the Mysterious Wilderness Great Emperor will like it.
　　“Puchi！　Puchi！　Puchi！”
　　Just at this time, several sharp spikes condensed from white smoke pierced out from under the bodies of those disciples of the Bajing Taoist Palace, and in an instant, their lives were ended.
　　Then, these white smokes turned into long knives again, and with a “Shua Shua Shua”, they cut off the heads of several people.
Then, in the cries of the souls of these Bajing Taoist Palace disciples, those heads were all hung on the waist by the Old smoker.
　　“Hei hei hei！ …”
After the Old smoker let out a creepy laugh, he casually took off a head, put it into the tobacco pouch and rubbed it vigorously with both hands until the soul no longer let out a shrill cry before stopping.
　　Then he grabbed a mass of bloody tobacco shreds in the tobacco pouch and carefully put it into the pipe.
The Old smoker put the pipe into his mouth and then greedily took a deep breath.
　　“Si …”
Accompanied by another burst of heart-rending screams, the old smoker took a deep breath and sucked the pipe of tobacco clean and thick white smoke spewed out from his black nostrils.
And this white smoke finally turned into a human figure standing at the feet of the old.
　　Looking at the outline of that human figure, it was actually extremely similar to the cultivator he had killed.
　　“Tsk tsk tsk tsk…”
After savoring it for a while, the old smoker smacked his lips repeatedly and said:
　　“The tobacco made from the souls of these foreigners tastes really good.”
　　Hearing this, even the knowledgeable Xiahou Qingyuan and Xiahou You couldn’t help but feel a chill in their hearts.
They also don’t expect that the tobacco in the old smoker’s bag was actually made from the flesh and souls of cultivators.
　　“Daoist Taiping, save us, save us！”
　　“Daoist Taiping！”
　　“Daoist！”
Seeing that the old smoker was about to finish smoking a bag of tobacco the heads hanging from his waist suddenly let out a hideous roar in the direction of Xu Taiping.
They didn’t want to be made into tobacco, and even less did they want to be made into tobacco and then sucked into the old smoker’s stomach.
　　Just imagining this kind of pain was enough to make their minds collapse.
　　It’s not just a group of outer sect disciples. Even Xia Qi, an inner sect disciple of the Bajing Taoist Palace, is on the verge of a mental breakdown at this moment.
　　“Xu Taiping, save my life. No, kill me, kill me. As long as you can kill me, whatever treasures you want, just mention it to our Huang family. The Huang family of Youyun Tian will promise anything！”
And when Huang Jinpeng of Youyun Tian saw that the old smoker was reaching out his hand towards him his eyes suddenly widened, and he kept pleading loudly like a madman.
　　Everyone in front of the spirit mirror, including Xiahou Qingyuan and his sister, once again turned their perspectives to the position of Xu Taiping.
And Xu Taiping in the spirit mirror still had a calm expression on his face, with his hands crossed over his chest, and his eyes fixed on the old smoker in front of him without blinking.
　　As if he didn’t hear Huang Jinpeng’s cries for help at all.
　　“Ah！ ……”
Not long after, Huang Jinpeng’s head was put into the tobacco pouch by the old smoker and began to be rubbed vigorously until it turned into a pouch of tobacco.
Now it seems that being made into tobacco by the old smoker and inhaled into the stomach is not the end of the pain but the beginning.”
When seeing the tobacco made from Huang Jinpeng’s primordial spirit and flesh being smoked by the old tobacco and then turning into a figure condensed by white smoke standing at his feet, Xiahou Qingyuan frowned and murmured.
“Second brother, I remember that one of Jiuyuan’s demonic seeds also seems to have a demonic seed origin power similar to the old smoker’s “ghost power?”
　　Xiahou You seemed to have thought of something. While still staring intently at the spirit mirror, he asked Xiahou Qingyuan without turning his head.