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"Aigoo, my back..." Chang Min groaned in agony.
Li Xiaoyu blinked his eyes in dumbfoundedness. "Are you... alright, Elder Chang?"
"Urgh... I should've beaten that punk to a pulp...!"
What Li Xiaoyu could see was making it difficult for him to contain his flabbergast.
'To think there was someone who could do this to Elder Chang...!'
Even Li Xiaoyu had to concede that Chang Min's state didn't look good at all. In fact, it was wretched! Chang Min's previously well-combed hair was now a dusty mess, and dried blood could be seen on his burst lips. Not too long ago, Chang Min was a perfect example of a distinguished older gentleman, but now? He more or less resembled a tramp roughing it out on the street!
His clothes were ripped here and there, and his skin beneath the fabric was visibly bruised and swollen.
'It doesn't look like he won...?'
Did that mean Chang Min actually lost? Li Xiaoyu's eyes trembled imperceptively.
Yes, demonic cultivators were weak. However, Chang Min was no mere demonic cultivator. Other demonic cultivators had been growing progressively weaker after demonic cultivation methods were lost, but Chang Min had inherited his cultivation before that happened.
Due to the unfortunate quirk of transferring one's cultivation to someone else, it was impossible for Chang Min to teach his demonic cultivation method to a disciple. Other than that, one could say Chang...
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