Chapter 49: Getting Away with It

It was quieter at night.

A small courtyard in Yanqu Hall.

Deng Weixian and his godfather had prepared here early.

Li Xuan was nestling in the bushes, yawning out of boredom.

During the day, he did a little exercise and finally stopped hiccuping.

Otherwise, this undercover work would be really difficult to do.

"Weixian, let's get started."

The godfather said.

He came here today to watch Deng Weixian's martial arts practice, just to observe how Deng Weixian removed the blood evil in the fierce tiger blood.

Upon hearing this, Deng Weixian immediately took out a can of fierce tiger blood that he had just brought last night from the house.

He had learned a lesson in the morning, so he naturally knew which can to take.

"It's rare that godfather is so looking forward to it, so I can't let him down."

Deng Weixian thought so, and put his hands into the pottery jar with ease.

The icy coldness suddenly hit him, making him frown tightly and endure the severe pain.

Although the pain was equally unbearable, it was obviously much better than in the morning.

At least it wouldn't hurt him to doubt his life.

The process of absorbing the blood essence of the fierce tiger was very fast. In less than thirty breaths, Deng Weixian began to practice the ten tiger forms.

Seeing that Deng Weixian could hold on for nearly thirty breaths, the godfather nodded in approval.

"This boy really has a special physique. He can absorb so much blood essence of the fierce tiger at this stage."

"When he is promoted to the blood coagulation realm, he will absorb more blood essence of the fierce tiger than me."

"The stronger the icy breath, the easier it will be to practice in the future..."

"If nothing unexpected happens, his achievements will be higher than mine."

From this moment on, the godfather actually had the intention of sincerely recognizing this adopted son.

The eunuchs in the palace, if there is a chance, how can they not recognize the godfather and the godchild.

But most of them are exchanges of interests, there is no friendship to talk about.

Wasn't he the same at the beginning?

In his eyes, Deng Weixian was just a chess piece that could be shaped and discarded at will.

From beginning to end, it was just a casual move.

But as Deng Weixian gradually showed more and more value, his godfather could not help but start to waver.

He was tough, did more than he said, was efficient, and had extraordinary talent...

Coupled with the special physique he showed at this time, it must be said that his godfather was really moved.

He would eventually grow old, and all his power would eventually leave him.

At this time, whether he could have a reliable adopted son would determine whether he could have a good end.

Look at the palace's chief steward Shang, who reached the pinnacle of power in the harem when he was young and became a legendary eunuch.

In his later years, he retired bravely and delegated power to his adopted son without any nostalgia. Now he holds an idle position in the palace and enjoys his old age.

Shang's chief steward has been decent all his life.

Such a life is almost the dream of all eunuchs in the palace.

But the godfather understands the difficulty of this.

Finding a reliable adopted son in the palace is harder than climbing to the sky.

But now, there seems to be such a candidate in front of him.

Watching Deng Weixian sweating profusely and performing the Tiger Form Ten Styles and the Blood-Slaying Tiger Claws with ease, the godfather was even more eager.

Thinking of the two tasks he had given him before, both of which were done beautifully, the impulse became even more clamorous.

"Alas, let's see, let's see..."

Accepting an adopted son sincerely is not a trivial matter, and the godfather has to be more cautious.

"If you want to accept this child's heart, you must avenge him, but that is after all..."

"Think about it again, think about it again..."

Even if he claims to be decisive, the godfather can't help but hesitate at this time.

For these eunuchs who are destined to be childless, it is too difficult to sincerely recognize an adopted son.

Not only do they have to invest their precious resources, but they also have to unseal their hearts that have been poured like cold iron.

"Profit and righteousness conflict with each other, and good and evil are opposites."

"Righteousness moves gentlemen, profit moves villains."

Thinking of this, Deng Weixian's godfather couldn't help but smile under the shadow of his cloak.

This was what his godfather taught him before.

Based on his understanding of Deng Weixian, it would be difficult to completely win him over if he only promised him great benefits.

Only by treating others with sincerity can he make him truly submit to himself.

"Well, let's talk about it later."

This matter is so fucked up. He doesn't like those who are easy to win, and those who he likes are not easy to win.

The godfather shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

He turned to check the jar of fierce tiger blood absorbed by Deng Weixian, and found that the color had indeed faded.

"As expected, his physique is really amazing."

"It's just..."

The godfather tilted the pottery jar and looked at the liquid inside carefully in the moonlight.

"The blood evil absorbed is not as thorough as the first jar."

"Although he seemed calm before, it is not difficult to see that he was enduring the pain."

"It seems that I thought too well before."

The godfather now understood that although Deng Weixian's physique could remove the blood evil in the blood of the tiger, it should be limited and could not remove the blood evil infinitely as he had expected.

This also made many of his previous ideas invalid.

"Speaking of which, this is normal."

"He has brought me so many surprises recently that I have become a little unrealistic."

The godfather smiled bitterly and shook his head, put down the pottery jar in his hand, and watched the young man practicing martial arts on the field.

"But even so, he is a martial arts genius. I have to find more martial arts with cold attributes for him in the future."

"I must make good use of the extra cold breath in my body."

Since it has been figured out that Deng Weixian's physique has an upper limit, the godfather was not too disappointed. Instead, he immediately made arrangements for the future and planned to develop the talent of his adopted son.

...

Li Xuan, who was hiding in the dark, saw that the father and son did not doubt others too much from beginning to end, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The blood evil in the fierce tiger blood was naturally absorbed by him.

However, unlike the severe pain described by his godfather, Li Xuan only felt a wave of cold comfort.

When he soaked his feet yesterday, he soaked both jars.

As a result, there was a difference after soaking.

Perhaps the blood evil that Li Xuan's body could absorb had reached its limit, and the effect of absorbing blood evil became worse and worse.

Therefore, the colors of the two jars of fierce tiger blood were different.

It was not until then that Li Xuan realized that the coldness that kept flowing in his body was not just the power of the fierce tiger blood.

Moreover, as his strength continued to improve over the past two days, his appetite became smaller and smaller.

Li Xuan's body seemed to be undergoing changes that he himself was not very clear about.

He could clearly feel that his body's strength and speed were constantly growing, and his weight was getting more and more substantial.

But the amount of food he needed to eat every day was reduced.

As he continued to approach the blood coagulation state, Li Xuan felt that he seemed to be constantly moving towards a higher level of species, just like evolution.

His breathing, sleeping, and even sunbathing can now give him more energy.

But correspondingly, he has a harder time resisting the food that contains special power, the blood of the tiger.

Even Li Xuan himself can't tell whether he is cultivating immortality or just spoiling his appetite.

"No, the more I think about it, the more greedy I am."

"I have to go to Xiao Dengzi to beg for alms tonight."

"Anyway, this kid is rich now, and he will definitely not use up the three cans of blood of the tiger."

"As his brother, I must share the burden with him."

"This kid is also stubborn. Why is he fighting so hard? He might as well finish and go to sleep."

Li Xuan was anxiously waiting for Deng Weixian to finish his practice in the bushes, not realizing that his feet had already drooled all over the ground, forming a small pool of water.

He didn't even notice that there was a small mound in the middle of the pool of water under his feet, which was crawling with a group of small ants, dancing their tentacles wildly at him.

Judging from the excitement, what he said was definitely not good.

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Is there any brother who understands ant language, please help Bai Miao translate what they are saying.

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