Berserk God of War-Chapter 759: Su Old Demon

Sikong Jing smiled and replied, "To kill the Blood Refining Ancestor, one must indeed pay a price, don’t worry, it will grow back."

Hearing this, Sikong Ling was still a bit worried.

But thinking back to what her brother had said, that even if the Beast Arm was not reattached, it could grow back, she secretly let out a sigh of relief.

Now was not the time to talk about this, there was still a terrifying old man opposite them whose intentions were unknown.

At that moment, the old man quietly withdrew his aura and said with a casual laugh, "You are boasting again. Those cowards and hypocritical gentlemen at Willow Leaf Saint Manor wouldn’t dare to kill the Blood Refining Ancestor unless the sun rose from the west, haha!"

He burst into laughter, the sound filled with a trace of hatred and a thick disdain.

Sikong Jing nodded upon hearing this and directly replied, "This time, you guessed right, I was indeed deceiving you."

"I haven’t joined any Central Plains Force, but the Blood Refining Ancestor did indeed die because of Willow Leaf Saint Manor. I poisoned the Blood Refining Ancestor’s Blood-colored Demon Dragon and then threw someone from Willow Leaf Saint Manor in..."

"As a result, both sides began to fight each other. The Blood Refining Ancestor was grievously injured and went into hiding, where he was fortuitously discovered by me."

After explaining briefly, Sikong Jing looked at the old man again, but the latter still seemed unconvinced.

Sikong Jing smiled again, thought for a moment, and then said, "I did indeed discover you through the Beast Poison on you. I have here an antidote that can relieve the Beast Poison, would you like to try it?"

Having said that, Sikong Jing secretly condensed a drop of blood, casually mixed it with some medicine to form a pill, and tossed it over.

The blood of the Master of Ten Thousand Beasts, capable of neutralizing all Beast Poison...

But because of the issue of realms, Sikong Jing’s blood was not yet able to neutralize Beast Poison that greatly exceeded his own realm.

It could only provide temporary relief for the old man’s Beast Poison.

On the other side, the old man caught the pill and was stunned, his gaze falling on the pill in his hand, which then burst forth with a strong brilliance.

As a powerhouse of his level, he had a strong sense for antidotes and poisons, and Sikong Jing’s pill incited an extremely strong desire in him, the kind of desire that comes with knowing it can detoxify.

Therefore, without any hesitation, the old man took the pill.

The blood of Sikong Jing contained within the pill instantly circulated, and the old man’s originally weak aura gradually became vigorous.

In just a few breaths, the old man reopened his eyes, "You actually found me through the Beast Poison on my body."

At that moment, shock flashed in the old man’s eyes.

He finally believed Sikong Jing’s words because the antidote worked.

Since the young man in front of him could alleviate the poison on his body, then the idea of him poisoning the Blood Refining Ancestor’s Blood Refining Mad Dragon and killing the Blood Refining Ancestor was no longer impossible.

But how could such a strange young man be in such a Small Domain?

Suddenly, the old man had a realization and sighed, "It seems your parents truly were extraordinary."

Originally the old man thought a young man like Sikong Jing with such capabilities should not come from a Small Domain, but considering that Sikong Jing’s parents left behind the Spirit Origin Small Secret Realm, it seemed normal again.

Yet, what he was completely unaware of was that Sikong Jing’s achievements had little to do with his parents, but rather due to his identity as the Master of Ten Thousand Beasts.

Sikong Jing, of course, did not offer any explanation.

Since it was confirmed that Sikong Jing had not joined any Central Plains power and was not one of those pursuing him,

the old man completely relaxed and said seriously, "But aren’t you too naive? Knowing that I was afflicted with Beast Poison, you still dared to give me an antidote. Aren’t you afraid that after I recover, I’ll kill you all?"

He was extremely puzzled in his heart; that little girl he had met over the past few days indeed seemed quite naive.

But her brother did not appear naive at all.

Although he didn’t know who he was, he was certain he must be formidable; could it be that he didn’t have the slightest wariness of others?

In response, Sikong Jing couldn’t help but chuckle, completely relaxing as he replied, "I think, in this world, there probably shouldn’t be any grandfathers who kill their grandsons... to be precise, there shouldn’t be any grandfathers who want to kill their granddaughters’ husbands, right?"

"Hmm?" The old man was completely baffled upon hearing this. What was he talking about?

The next moment, Sikong Jing slowly took out a sword, it was none other than the Mo Su Sword.

As the sword was revealed, the old man’s previously bewildered eyes solidified, staring intently at the sword in Sikong Jing’s hand. Gradually, his teeth began chattering frantically, and his eyes slowly turned bloodshot...

As if threads of blood were continuously surfacing on the whites of his eyes.

After a long while, he asked raspily, "Is what you just said true, are you my granddaughter’s... husband?"

He seemed to muster all his strength just to speak those words.

Each word trembled as if uncovering a wound that had been sealed for years.

Yet, his eyes also conveyed intense excitement, something beyond the power of words to describe.

At that moment, Sikong Jing let out a sigh, for the old man before him was none other than Su Old Demon, who was being pursued by all the major powers.

That is to say, the biological grandfather of Su Yuexi.

All the major powers said he was in the Northern Mountain, but he was actually hiding within the Canglong Small Domain, even in his own ancestral home.

Just now, when Su Old Demon asked whether there was an item on Sikong Jing capable of tracking him, Sikong Jing became suspicious, and after casually mentioning "Willow Leaf Saint Manor," Sikong Jing was completely certain.

Nevertheless, Sikong Jing didn’t immediately reveal his identity, instead he continued to test with the antidote.

The last thing to test was...

Whether Su Old Demon truly was a demon, a wicked person beyond redemption.

If that was the case, Sikong Jing would still not unveil his identity and would instead make ensuring his safety the priority before anything else.

Clearly, from top to bottom, Su Old Demon was not an evil man.

Not to mention his demeanor after the beast poison was eased, if he truly was a demon, how could he have let Ling’er stay safe and sound these few days, and why would he only detain people instead of killing them?

He was being hunted down. Holding people captive was not secure—silencing them by killing them would be the safest method.

Even more, Su Old Demon knew that Ling’er carried the aura of the Wunian Saint Sect and even deliberately let a Message Bird go when he saw Ling’er’s anxious worry. How could such a person possibly be a demon?

Having realized all this, Sikong Jing nodded deeply and said, "Her name is Su Yuexi, and my father-in-law is Su Zhenglong."

His mind shook again, and Su Old Demon opened his mouth wide, murmuring, "Su Zhenglong, so Wu Yan really did use the name I decided on back then... How is Wu Yan now? Is she alright?"

The last sentence was even more tremulous. Clearly, he did not know about Grandma Yue Xi’s condition.

Sikong Jing stared blankly at the now tear-stricken Su Old Demon before him and eventually replied, "She passed away many years ago."

Hum!

Su Old Demon’s whole body trembled violently, and a terrifying aura surged around him.

He immediately reined in the aura to prevent it from harming the Sikong siblings.

But he himself seemed to be spinning, collapsing to the ground, and began to emit painful howls, "Wu Yan, it’s my fault, I caused this to you!"

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his head and asked, "How did Wu Yan die?"