Becoming Emaciated in a Short Time

Ye Siheng's eyes twinkled with a teasing light. "If I say it's false, you believe me. If I say it's true, you refuse to believe me. That's rather interesting."

Xuanyuan Leiting was momentarily stunned. "What did you say? What do you mean by 'false'?"

Ye Siheng raised his sword, his spiritual energy surging mightily.

"I'm saying it's a fake Siheng, and you still don't get it?"

"...Fake..." Xuanyuan Leiting repeated the pronunciation, his expression quickly turning livid.

"You insidious, cunning man! I trusted you wholeheartedly!"

This meant that the oath sworn to the heavens earlier was utterly meaningless!

Xuanyuan Leiting immediately summoned even more evil talismans, sending them flying toward Ye Siheng. These talismans were specifically designed to counteract a cultivator's spiritual energy, slowly siphoning it away and converting it for the user's benefit.