Chapter 156: Mu Lan, Bear With It

"Hmm?" The Demon Cultivator elder's eyebrows furrowed as he noticed another change in Ning Zhuo's lifespan.

"The previous increase was only by a few lines, a few threads. This time, it's risen so much."

"Ning Zhuo, this kid, is quite crafty!"

"If I had been deceived by the illusion earlier, and carelessly used the three-line Qi-breaking curse, wouldn't I have fallen right into his trap!"

The Demon Cultivator elder was scared to the point his back went cold, immediately breaking out in a cold sweat.

He snorted coldly, his gaze icy and venomous.

He took out a large amount of treasure materials, but this time, he did not add them directly; instead, he temporarily suspended them in mid-air.

The Demon Cultivator elder took a deep breath, endured the intense pain, and tore open a large piece of fox fur from his chest.

Ignoring the blood dripping down, he flung the fox fur into the air.