God of Slaughter
Page 682Chapter 680: Demon Testing Needle
Translator: Sigma Editor: Hitesh
Shi Yan, Bao Ao, and Jie Ji stood in the center of the Utmost Eight Purgatories City and drank as if they didn’t see anyone else. The Human Clan in the city, along with the Corpse Clan, Dark Clan, and Dark Spirit Clan outside the city, were all stunned, looking at the three of them drinking.
Ten strong liquor jugs were drunk, and not even a single drop was spilled.
"We’ve finished Jie Ji’s wine, so shall we try mine?" Bao Ao threw the empty bottle away, smiling brightly while looking at Shi Yan.
Shi Yan was surprised, nodded and then smiled. "We shouldn’t consider one side and neglect the other side. You are my guest. We will do as you wish."
"Good!"
Bao Ao roared and then swung his left hand. Ten new jugs of wine lined up, as a special fragrance of liquor permeated the area.
Shi Yan didn’t hesitate much. He grabbed a jug and drank crazily in front of everybody.
Strong liquor flowed down his throat, blending with Jie Ji’s good wine in his stomach. When the two different liquors touched each other, it raised a furious heat in his internal organs. Shi Yan was struck, as a streak of pain appeared in between his eyebrows.
The blood in each of his vessels was boiling up, burning his entire body.
Bao Ao and Jie Ji didn’t drink immediately. They were gazing at Shi Yan without blinking, as a strange light flared in their eyes.
At that moment, Shi Yan’s body turned pink entirely. Two faint flames emitted from his nostrils, which looked really terrifying.
It seemed that he didn’t feel pain. Under the attentive looks of the Head Masters of the two ancient Demon families, he pressed down the turbulence in his stomach and continued drinking, as if he didn’t know about the change of his body.
Bao Ao and Jie Ji studied him. Their eyes gradually brightened, as a divine light radiated immensely.
After a long while, Bao Ao and Jie Ji exchanged looks. However, they didn’t say anything but continued drinking. They looked a little bit strange, as if they had some deep thought in their heads.
"Is he crazy? Why is he drinking with the Demon Clan?"
In the city, Long Ying’s small face was filled with an inexplicable surprise. She shook her head as she couldn’t figure it out. She thought that Shi Yan was being stupid.
Since Yang Tian Emperor's were raking through them as if he would kill them immediately if they dared to show their discontentment. They just bit their lips to prevent their tongues from slipping.
Outside the city…
Kante and Corpse Chief, together with the three Yama Kings Abi, Hei Tian, and Hades, kept silent as they were allowing Bao Ao and Jie Ji to act strangely. They just frowned, looking at Shi Yan.
It seemed they had established a secret agreement with Bao Ao. They knew what the others were doing, so they didn’t hasten to take action.
Corpse Mount and Corpse Sea stood next to Corpse Chief. The two of them had intelligence and the inheritance of their clan. As their power grew, they weren't dull anymore. After watching for a while, Corpse Mount asked, "Master, is he okay?"
Corpse Chief was sitting on a massive coffin. He looked like a ten-thousand-year ancient mummy in the deep forest, with fur grown all over his body. His fingernails were one meter long.
Corpse Chief glared at Corpse Mount and Corpse Sea, then shifted his look to Shi Yan, who was still drinking. He spoke up with his unique strident voice. "No wonder why you could befriend with him. This human isn’t like the others. If the Human Clan’s members are like him, we don’t need to chase them to the dead end."
Corpse Mount and Corpse Sea didn’t understand much, still looking at their master with surprise.
Corpse Chief didn’t explain further.
Shi Yan felt so hot inside as if his blood was burning. Mist diffused from his body, actually containing alcohol.
He suddenly felt the mark on his forehead burning scorchingly. As the heat was burdening him, a strange energy generated from his boiling blood started to gather at the mark on his head.
The mark he was trying conceal became clear and uncontrollable.
Shi Yan changed his face as he found that the black ribbon he used to cover his forehead was burning. Soon, this mark would be exposed. Shi Yan was worried.
His blood was boiling torrentially. It seemed the blend of Jie Ji’s and Bao Ao’s liquors had created a magical change in his body, burning his blood, and pouring the Blood Qi into the mark.
Shi Yan understood that Bao Ao and Jie Ji had done something related to the mark on his forehead.
Bao Ao and Jie Ji scrutinized him, seeing the black ribbon melting on his head. Their looks became odder.
"Shi Yan, come out and talk for a while. Don’t worry. If Jie Ji and I are here, no one will dare to hurt you. We should find a place and talk, okay?" As Bao Ao considered it to be the right time, he grinned warmly. Jie Ji nodded, turning around and throwing a look at Kante and the Dark Clan. "If anyone dares to touch you, I’ll make him miserable. Don’t worry. As long as Bao Ao and I are here, you will be safe."
People from the city center started to advise him loudly. Yang Tian Emperor, Yun Hao, Yu Wan Jiang and the others were telling him not to believe in the two demons.
Bing Qing Tong’s group of four women was even more flurried. Worries flooded their hearts.
Only Qi Tian Oldie, Long Zhu didn’t say anything. He just frowned, his face complicated.
Shi Yan was dumbstruck. He furrowed his brows, pondered for a while, and then nodded with a red face. "Let’s go."
He threw a look over his shoulder and then shouted coldly. "No one’s allowed to leave the city."
Bing Qing Tong’s group wanted to jump off the city to reach him. Hearing him, they didn’t dare to act rashly.
When interacting with other people, women should listen to their men to give them face; they had to keep this rule even if they didn’t want to do so.
Bing Qing Tong’s group understood it well. Although they were worried about him, they had to listen to him. They came back to their locations with worries, praying for him to be safe and sound.
"Don’t worry, I understand," Shi Yan beamed a smile to the four women.
Bao Ao and Jie Ji exchanged looks quietly. They left the Utmost Eight Purgatories City. Also, they tried to avoid the Dark Clan, the Corpse Clan, and the Dark Spirit Clan, going deep into the forest behind the city.
Shi Yan followed them. After they stopped, he appeared right behind them. Shi Yan forced a smile while asking, "What did you give me to drink? Why do I feel as if my blood is boiling, making me dizzy?"
Jie Ji cracked a smile, then rolled his eyes at Shi Yan while scolding. "You stinky kid, don’t show your contented smile to me. Bao Ao and I have treasured those jugs of wine for such a long time. Usually, we don’t even dare to enjoy them. You have enraged me as you drank it all without being grateful."
Bao Ao smiled and explained to him. "If you drink my and Jie Ji’s wine separately, they will bring you a marvelous effect. But, if you blend them, the effect will be stunning, you know? Haha... Well, I shouldn’t explain the details. You can enjoy and feel it slowly. Of course, normal people won’t be able to stand the mix of these two kinds of liquors. They will explode to death."
Shi Yan discolored, almost jumping up from his spot. "I’m a normal human, too!"
"You aren’t a normal human!" Bao Ao and Jie Ji gazed at him with a serious look on their faces.
"Why am I not normal?"
"If you were a normal human being, you should have exploded to death already. Unless... you were at the King God Realm," Bao Ao replied seriously. His face showed that he wasn’t joking.
"You have the Demon Clan’s bloodline in your body. Otherwise, do you think you could survive until this moment?" Jie Ji laughed evilly. "I never expected that our Demon Clan could have an alien like you. Haha… Those human beings have submitted to you, right? Not bad. Although the process is somehow beyond my expectation, the results are alright. A Demon Clan’s kid rules the humanity... Haha, I do want to see it. I can say that our Demon Clan is about to thrive again. It’s destiny."
Shi Yan was petrified.
He finally confirmed that the blood in his body belonged to Demon Clan’s bloodline.
When he saw Bao Ao the first time, he had this vague feeling. Otherwise, Bao Ao would never let him stay alive. He would have killed him shortly, instead of leaving a mark on his neck.
Jie Ji rubbed his hands as he felt excited. He warmly patted Shi Yan’s shoulder. "Don’t worry. As long as you belong to our clan, no matter what happens, we’ll protect you."
"Don’t babble. First, we need to verify which branch he belongs to in our Clan." Bao Ao frowned while his trembling fingers fumbled, taking out a silver needle.
This silver needle was as long as a finger. With a close look, people would notice that it was hollow. The needle had some visible patterns on its body, which vaguely formed an ancient and exquisite devil formation.
This Demon Testing Needle could distinguish branches of Demon Clan using blood.
After so many years, the Demon Clan’s bloodline was scattered widely, and many families had gone extinct. Many other races had their blood mixed with the Demon Clan’s, that only the Demon Testing Needle could differentiate.
"We don’t need that mark anymore. I’ll help you erase it." Bao Ao laughed, putting his fingertip on the mark on Shi Yan’s neck. Then, he gently wiped the mark away.
Shi Yan felt an insignificant pain in his neck. He checked and found nothing there.
"Come here. Drip one drop of your blood, and let us check which branch you belong to. Haha… A bold fella like you should belong to a brave and strong family. I’m sure about it." Jie Ji laughed as he was so excited.
Bao Ao also looked at him.
Shi Yan kept silent for a while and then nodded. "Alright, I also want to know."
Then, a drop of garnet blood flew out from his fingertip, falling onto the Demon Testing Needle.