Alchemy & Martial Supreme

"I promise that as long as I destroy the Poison Demon Family, I will disperse all my resentment and never refine resentment with the souls of human Martial Cultivators."    

"Qin Ming, you should know that sometimes, you need to give up for the right. Only when I become stronger will I be able to help the human Martial Cultivators better."    

Wang Bilan raised his hands and placed them on his chest. He said solemnly, "I, Wang Bilan, swear to the Poison Demon Supreme."    

"I sincerely repent and wholeheartedly serve the human Martial Cultivators. I will never kill human Martial Cultivators again!"    

"At the same time, I will do my best to save human Martial Cultivators and fight for them!"    

"If I break my oath, I will die from the backlash of my bloodline!"    

Wang Bilan looked at Qin Ming and waited for him to answer.    

"Haha..." What he received was Qin Ming's laughter. "Wang Bilan, you better not do such a childish thing."    

After saying that, Qin Ming suddenly rushed towards Wang Bilan.    

Swear?    

Swear to the Poison Demon Supreme?    

If Wang Bilan was loyal to the Poison Demon Supreme, his oath would be effective.    

But was Wang Bilan loyal to the Poison Demon Supreme?    

If he was really loyal to the Poison Demon Supreme, how could he help the human Martial Cultivators?    

If he was not loyal to the Poison Demon Supreme and not loyal to the Poison Demon Supreme, what credibility would his oath have?    

Qin Ming knew that all the Poison Demons were loyal to the Poison Demon Supreme.    

Even the Half-Step Martial Cultivators of the Poison Demon Clan were no exception.    

However, there was no absolute.    

Qin Ming felt that Wang B辽 was the exception.    

If Wang B辽 was really a normal Poison Demon, he could have joined the other Poison Demons if he wanted to obtain the souls of human Martial Cultivators.    

One must know that the Poison Demon Clan had an orderly hierarchy. The weak Poison Demons could not disobey the orders of the powerful Poison Demons.    

Wang B辽's Martial Cultivation had broken through to the Half-Step Supreme Realm, so his position in the Poison Demon Clan must be very high.    

Just like the other Half-Step Supreme Realm Poison Demons of the Poison Demon Clan, they led countless elite Poison Demons to attack and defend the city.    

Even if Wang B辽's Martial Cultivation had just broken through to the Half-Step Supreme, leading hundreds of thousands of elite Poison Demons was definitely not a problem.    

Furthermore, with such a strong grudge, it would definitely make more Poison Demons to follow him.    

However, Wang B辽 did not lead a large number of elite Poison Demons. There was not even a single Poison Demon by his side.    

If there was nothing fishy about this, Qin Ming would not believe it either.    

It was very simple. As long as there were a large number of elite Poison Demons following him, it would be very fast to massacre a city. He did not even need to do it himself.    

If Wang B辽 did not lead the elite Poison Demons and moved alone, it could prove that although Wang B辽 had become a Poison Demon, he was not recognized by the Poison Demon Clan.    

At the very least, Wang Biluo could not obtain the recognition of the other Poison Demon Supreme.    

Seeing how he swore without hesitation, Qin Ming guessed that the Poison Demon bloodline in his body would not restrict him from pledging his loyalty to the Poison Demon Supreme.    

Therefore, he did not hesitate to make his move.    

From the beginning to the end, he did not believe in Wang Biluo.    

Seeing Qin Ming and Qin Xixuan charging towards him, Wang Biluo turned pale with fright.    

His performance was flawless. How did Qin Ming see through it?    

Wang Biluo stood up as fast as he could. Without any hesitation, he erupted all his resentment and used it to attack Qin Xixuan.    

Then, he turned around and ran away without looking back. His speed was as fast as he could get.