The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign-Chapter 345 - 335: God Wounds Kill Gods, Buddha Harms Kill Buddhas!

"That's not true! You're spouting nonsense! I won't die! As long as the Gu doesn't die, I won't die! I haven't avenged my family or my master! I will not die! I won't!"

The woman could no longer withstand the psychological collapse brought on by Qin Fan's relentless words, and her malevolent energy surged once more.

"You're enraged, your features twisting in fury. Your malevolent energy is surging wildly, and in response, the Dead Man Gu inside you has begun a new round of devouring! If I'm not mistaken, you're in a state of extreme excitement now, aren't you? This is the Dead Man Gu! This is the Dead Man Gu that will soon claim your life! The pathetic thing is, you're still here, smugly fantasizing about revenge!" Qin Fan continued.

Struck to her core by Qin Fan yet again, the woman completely broke down. "Who… who in the world are you?"

"Someone who can save you. And someone who can help you get your revenge," Qin Fan replied.

"How can you save me? How can you help me get revenge? Don't forget, you killed my brother! You're the one who killed my brother!" she shrieked hysterically.

"I already told you. Although killing him was part of my plan, he killed himself! He committed suicide, understand? You idiot! Enough. I can't be bothered to waste my breath. Just die!" Qin Fan snapped, his brow furrowed with impatience.

With that, his figure flashed forward, and his hand closed around the woman's neck.

"No… no, I can't die! I haven't gotten my revenge… no… no!" As she gasped out the words, her extreme pallor, combined with the terrifying scar on her face, made her look exactly like a Yaksha from Hell straight out of a movie.

"Tell me, what good are you to me alive?" Qin Fan demanded, his imposing aura exploding forth as he roared with arrogance.

"As… as long as I can get… get my revenge… whatever you say… I-I'll do it!"

Although the saying went that if the Gu lived, so did its host, the woman could clearly feel the Dead Man Gu struggling frantically inside her. It felt as if it were tearing away at her very life force. She didn't understand how Qin Fan could do this just by gripping her throat, but she knew one thing for certain: the student before her absolutely had the power to kill her for good.

"And what can you do for me?" Qin Fan scoffed, his voice dripping with arrogance.

"Kill for you!" It took every last bit of her strength to force out those words. The frenzy of the Dead Man Gu within her already made her feel as if she were suffocating.

BANG!!!

Hearing her answer, Qin Fan violently flung the woman into a thicket of bamboo.

CRACK! SNAP!

A series of sharp cracks echoed as several thick bamboo stalks snapped under the impact and came crashing down.

"Come here!" With his side to the woman and his hands clasped behind his back, Qin Fan commanded coldly.

"Yes…" she replied weakly.

She staggered back to Qin Fan and knelt on one knee.

"Who is Miao Haojie? Was he the one who sent you?" Qin Fan asked in a low voice, looking down at her.

"The Crown Prince of the Miao Clan, also known as the Gu Clan. He's the third son, but he is already widely known as the next Clan Leader. He's also a freshman at Jinling University," the woman answered. With her head bowed, the scar on her face twisted, hiding any trace of her expression.

"Betraying him already? Heh…" Qin Fan taunted, amused by her quick confession.

"He was the one who used the Dead Man Gu to extend my life!" the woman spat out through clenched teeth after a moment of silence.

By now, she had no choice but to believe Qin Fan. Besides, killing her would be as easy as lifting a finger for him; there was no reason to trick or deceive someone he'd never even met.

"So, your so-called brother… he was sent by Miao Haojie to kill me? And the Essence Blood Gu, nurtured with a Life Source—was that also his idea?" Qin Fan asked, sounding slightly taken aback.

"Yes!" the woman replied.

"Very well. I have no interest in your past, but I will give you a chance to live and the opportunity to gain the power for your revenge," Qin Fan said with a nod, his tone detached.

"What do I need to do?"

"Protect someone for me."

"How do I protect them?"

"Kill anyone who dares to harm her. If she suffers any injury, you die!"

"What's the bottom line?"

"There is no bottom line. If a god harms her, kill the god. If a buddha harms her, kill the buddha."

"I accept! But what about my revenge?"

"I will give you the strength to achieve your revenge."

"Done."

Their exchange was rapid, with almost no pause between question and answer.

"Get up. First, we'll fix that face of yours. It's too horrifying to look at," Qin Fan said coolly, exhaling slowly, his face expressionless.

Fix my face?

The woman furrowed her brow but obediently stood up.

Ignoring her puzzled expression, Qin Fan used his Divine Sense Space to summon a small porcelain bottle into his pocket. He then pulled it out and handed it to her. "Pour this out and spread it all over your face," he instructed.

Without hesitation, the woman took the bottle and poured its contents into her left palm. Staring at the dark, somewhat viscous mud, she took a breath, closed her eyes, and began smearing it on her face.

"Cover everything. Every inch of your face," Qin Fan added.

Following his words, the woman said nothing, only opening her eyes after she had smeared the entire bottle of mud across her face.

Feeling an itch as if a million ants were gnawing at her skin, she clenched her teeth and endured. "What's next?"

"It will fall off on its own once it dries. Now, I'm going to force the Dead Man Gu out of your body." Qin Fan said, producing a Dan Pill and handing it to her. "Swallow this. It will protect your mind from the Gu's backlash."

Her throat bobbed. After a brief hesitation, the woman took the Dan Pill and swallowed it. Instantly, a surge of heat began to roil through her body.

"So hot!" she grunted after enduring it for a few seconds.

"Endure it!" Qin Fan commanded sternly. "Open your mouth wide! Give the Dead Man Gu a way out!"

He then shot his hand out, his fingers curved into a claw over her abdomen. He focused his True Qi into his fingertips, driving it through her skin and into her body.

HISSS...

Thanks to his extraordinary perception, Qin Fan could hear a faint, struggling hiss emanating from her abdomen, a sound inaudible to normal ears.

"Aaargh! Ah!"

At the same time, as the hissing began, the woman cried out, her teeth grinding in agony. The pain was so intense it felt like a fate worse than death. Beads of cold sweat erupted from her skin, and in the blink of an eye, she was completely drenched.

The pain grew stronger and her screams more wretched, but Qin Fan ignored them completely.

His claw-like hand moved upwards, inch by inch. From her abdomen, over her chest, up to her throat, and then to her jaw.

HURK!

An uncontrollable retch escaped the woman's lips.

The next moment, a black, writhing mass, large enough to have torn her throat, was vomited from her mouth.

The instant the creature was spat onto the ground, the black, writhing mass immediately extended several soft feelers and began to move forward with astonishing speed. To call it crawling was an understatement—it was practically sprinting. In the blink of an eye, it had already covered ten meters.