Chapter 618: 618
Driver Liu screamed . His right arm from his hand up to the elbow was instantly dissolved by Little Silver's phlegm . The most terrifying thing, moreover, was that though his forearm had been dissolved, the wound wasn't bleeding, and Liu Zhenhua felt a continuous burning pain .
It felt like someone was holding a lit cigarette lighter under the wound, and Liu Zhenhua's face was drained of color .
"Is there anything you want to say?" Little Silver looked at Driver Liu with a harmless smile on his face .
While the phlegm he had spat just now seemed like a very casual action, it had in fact been quite a delicate operation .
Little Silver could precisely adjust his spitting technique down to the decigram .
He had deliberately controlled his spit just now . Otherwise, Driver Liu would have been directly dissolved on the spot like the two fellow brothers from the Demon Hunters Association back then, without leaving anything behind .
Why didn't he just kill this scumbag driver? Little Silver's reason was very clear: It was because his Master didn't like him to kill people wantonly . Another important point was that Little Silver thought it would really be too easy a death for such a scumbag .
What went around, came around…
This evil driver, who had already hurt who knew how many boys and girls, probably never expected to suffer this type of retribution .
"Even if you hand me over to the police station, I don't have long to live; I have three months at the most . " Liu Zhenhua's face was covered with sweat from the pain and his complexion was deathly pale . "I have a terminal illness, Golden Core cancer…"
"You have a tumor in your golden core?" Little Silver was surprised .
"Yes, and it's terminal . It can't be cured . " Liu Zhenhua clenched his teeth in agony . His face was very dark . "So before I die, I want to bring some fear to the world, so that it will remember my existence, Bi Mad Devil…"
Golden Core cancer was a terminal illness and the only type of cancer for which there was no cure . If it was just an organ that had been pathologically infected, modern cultivation medicine could already completely take care of it . But it wasn't the same for Golden Core cancer, which involved a lot of difficult problems . If a Golden Core cultivator's golden core was shattered, they actually couldn't live for very long . So if the golden core was directly removed, this would probably be even more painful for a Golden Core cultivator than dying right away .
Once the golden core was removed, the progression of the disease could be stopped, but a person's lifespan would be greatly shortened . The most critical point of all was that after the removal of the golden core, a person would no longer be able to cultivate .
Thus, the most perfect solution would be to directly kill the infected tissue inside the golden core without affecting the golden core itself . But this had always been the medical conundrum .
In any case, the chances that a cultivator's golden core would be pathologically affected was actually very low .
The odds were one in a hundred million…
And Liu Zhenhua was that "winner" in a hundred million people .
Some hateful people were pitiful, but while it was true that Liu Zhenhua was a pitiful person, Little Silver didn't think he deserved any sympathy at all .
Everyone would have to pay for whatever they did sooner or later .
There was a saying which Little Silver thought was very true: every person had a different way of finding their place in the world . Those who did good enjoyed a good reputation among the people while those who did evil became notorious… Both were ways of being remembered .
Unfortunately, what was recorded and passed on were always the righteous deeds that promoted virtue . So if you wanted to rely on "notoriety" to make a name for yourself in the cultivation circle, you should never say that you were part of the cultivation world, since that world would never take any notice of you .
Little Silver pursed his lips, then bit his finger and hurriedly squeezed out a drop of blood before the wound healed itself . He straight away popped the blood into Liu Zhenhua's mouth .
With a pained expression on his face, Driver Liu asked suspiciously, "What did you do?"
"Nothing, just prolonged your life . " Little Silver spread his hands .
Of course, he couldn't do anything about an illness which even modern cultivation medicine couldn't cure . However, he could use his holy beast blood to prolong the other party's life .
Liu Zhenhua tasted blood .
But strangely, the moment the blood entered his body, his illness seemed to be alleviated quite a bit .
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