Chapter 830: Conditions
Jiang Yantian smiled, raised his hand and waved it, and a short knife fell in front of Tang Wu.
"pick it up!"
Tang Wu picked up the blade without hesitation.
Jiang Yantian nodded: "I cultivate the Immortal Heaven Art. Even if all the heavens are destroyed, I will live forever."
"But you don't have an indestructible demonic body, so to practice this kind of magic, you need to give up some things!"
After this was said, many people realized it.
Tang Wu didn't think too much about it: "Senior, what do you need to give up?"
He thought it was something like cutting off one's own flesh to show one's resolve, so he wasn't afraid at all.
Jiang Yantian pointed and said, "You need to... castrate yourself!"
After saying that, Jiang Yantian suppressed his laughter and looked at him, waiting for him to actually cut it, even if it was the boiled chicken.
"Yes, I will..."
"Ah?" Tang Wu was completely stunned.
I didn't react for a moment.
Castrate oneself?
Everyone inside and outside who heard this couldn't help laughing.
Okay, no more envy.
I know there is no such thing as a free lunch in this world.
Tang Wu still wants to worship the Demon Emperor as his master, haha, let’s see if he is willing to do so!
If it doesn't cut it, all the promises made before will be just teasing the Demon Emperor.
If it is cut, there will be other tests. If you can't pass them, it will be boiled chicken.
"Senior..." Tang Wu never thought that it would be like this.
Jiang Yantian smiled and said, "Do you really think that anyone can practice the Immortal Heavenly Art, a technique that transcends everything?"
"You don't have the Indestructible Demonic Body, this extraordinary physique. If you retain your male body, the death energy will clash with the yang energy in your body. As soon as you practice, you will explode and die."
"Then... can I try a different method of cultivation?" Tang Wu really didn't want to.
Without the happy glow stick, you will be a useless person.
Even if he could repair it, his body would explode as soon as he did so.
This makes him feel loveless.
"You can change, but you don't have the chance because you failed the assessment and weren't decisive enough."
"Since you have played tricks on me, I will pay you back with my life today!"
The aura around Jiang Yantian suddenly changed.
An invisible yet extremely oppressive pressure, like a surging black tide, swept out from his body frantically.
This pressure seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell, bringing with it bone-chilling cold and endless fear.
Everyone at the scene lowered their heads, filled with awe.
Tang Wu even knelt down and kowtowed.
"Senior, it's my fault. Please forgive me!"
This time, Tang Wu really felt the breath of death.
It's not the same tentative feeling as before.
Jiang Yantian snorted coldly: "Since you swore so firmly, now you go back on your word."
"Are you really making fun of me?"
"I'll give you a cup of tea now. Either castrate yourself or commit suicide. It's your choice!"
There was total silence.
Jiang Yantian didn't care.
Just lean back in the chair and look at him.
He pulled Yingchun into his arms and sat her on his lap.
Yingchun picked up the fruit and fed Jiang Yantian obediently.
Tang Wu's brain was about to explode.
Looking at the sharp blade in his hand, his legs swayed involuntarily.
The teeth couldn't stop chattering.
His eyes were filled with fear and despair.
There is no turning back now.
Because his promises sounded good, but when he was asked to do it, he refused.
Isn't this just going back on one's word?
But now he is asked to castrate himself!
"No, no, I don't want to..."
Tang Wu muttered to himself, his voice trembling.
His hands were tightly grasping the corners of his clothes, and his knuckles turned white from excessive force.
His chest rose and fell violently with each breath.
The air around seemed to freeze.
Every second seemed as long as a century for Tang Wu.
He will make a decision in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.
Finished!
"Why? Why is this happening?" Tang Wu screamed in his heart at the top of his lungs.
He thought that becoming a disciple was a sign of sincerity, so why did he castrate himself?
Is it not okay if he doesn’t want to practice the Immortal Heavenly Art?
He now hates himself for bragging.
But fear was like an invisible mountain, pressing down on him and making it hard for him to breathe.
It left him with no other choice.
You can't commit suicide!
Soon, a cup of tea was up.
Tang Wu had no choice but to make a decision.
"Have you made your choice?"
Tang Wu gritted his teeth and took action on his own.
He took out a piece of white cloth, rolled it up and put it in his mouth.
He held the knife in his backhand and raised his hand to lift up his robe.
Everyone else felt their scalps tingling.
This is fucking painful just looking at it.
He covered himself with a towel.
Breathing is extremely rapid.
The women consciously turned their heads away and avoided looking at the scene.
The others watched.
This is Tang Wu's choice.
Tang Wu really wants to take action.
As the cold blade slowly approached, Tang Wu felt that the blood in his body had frozen.
Every hair stood on end.
He closed his eyes tightly, his body trembled constantly, and cold sweat soaked his back.
I could even feel my heart beating wildly in my chest, as if it was about to burst through my chest.
At this moment, he even hoped that time could stop or that he could faint.
This way you don't have to face this cruel reality.
However, reality ruthlessly pulled him back to his current predicament.
Tang Wu gritted his teeth and continued to move closer, even feeling the coldness of the blade.
His hands were like two leaves in the wind, shaking constantly.
The moment the blade touched his skin, he felt a chill rising from the bottom of his heart.
All the muscles in my body tensed up instantly.
Although Tang Wu struggled desperately in his heart, fear had completely taken over his heart.
"I'm sorry, Xiao Sang, from now on Brother Tang can only use tongue and S."
"But don't worry, I will definitely practice my tongue more."
"You can weave a flower with your tongue!"
After muttering in his heart, in the endless fear and despair, Tang Wu gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and closed his eyes.
The hand dropped suddenly!
"laugh!"
"what!!!"
At that moment, he felt a sharp pain spread throughout his body, as if the whole world collapsed at this moment.
The eyes were blood red.
Veins popped out and his whole body was trembling.
The white towel was stained red.
Everyone present squeezed their legs together.
I'm so horny!
It really happened.
Tang Wu was in so much pain that he hit his forehead on the ground.
"Good, decisive enough, very good!"
"Once you pass this level, the next ones will be no problem!"
"This emperor will give you some motivation and give you a new name in front of everyone!"
The others no longer envied Tang Wu.
But everyone wants to laugh.
But I hold it in.
"Tang Wu, the Demon Emperor bestowed this name upon you. Why are you so stunned? Why don't you thank him quickly?"
Tang Wu trembled, his face pale: "Thank you for the name..."
Jiang Yantian nodded and thought for a moment.
"Your name is Tang Wu now, but you are no longer human, so this is not appropriate. It is too masculine."
"Next time someone asks you what martial arts you are, you should say: dance!"
"The Immortal Heaven Art is not a heartless path. You can still make a Taoist partner, but you have become a fairy!"
"So, this emperor will give you the name Tang Wu. Because you can make a Taoist companion, you can call yourself Tang Wu Tong!"
