The voodoo master watched helplessly as the samurai sword clattered to the ground again, its blood-red hue fading from feeble to a normal shade.
A deep sense of abandonment washed over him. He tilted his head back and bellowed at the sky, “Lord Evil King! I’ve been nothing but loyal to you! You can’t just cast me aside like this!”
After shouting, perhaps overwhelmed by emotion, he collapsed, coughing up a gush of blood.
Xu Fei rushed forward, steadying him. “Hold on! Don’t do anything rash. Cooperate with me, and I might just be able to save your life!”
Xu Fei’s face was dead serious as he spoke, showing he genuinely meant to save the voodoo master.
The reasoning was simple, if Xu Fei didn’t keep him alive, the trail to this mysterious Lord Evil King would go cold.
He might never get another chance to dig deeper.
That was why Xu Fei was trying to save him.
Hearing this, the voodoo master lifted his head slightly, glancing at Xu Fei. “You, save me? I’m halfway to the grave already. Even Hua Tuo himself couldn’t pull me back!”
After those words, Xu Fei replied calmly, “What if I told you I’m Mo Wentian’s disciple? Think I could save you then?”
At that, the dying voodoo master’s eyes flickered with a shift. He mustered his strength to size Xu Fei up, but to Xu Fei’s surprise, he shook his head weakly.
“If you’d said you were Mo Wentian’s disciple before, I’d have begged you to save me. But now? Forget it!”
“I’ve been abandoned by Lord Evil King, cast out as a useless disciple with no chance to change my fate. Might as well let me die!”
As the voodoo master spoke, Xu Fei quietly reached for his pulse.
“This… is this even a human pulse?”
The moment Xu Fei felt it, he was stunned. In all his years of practicing medicine since leaving his master, he’d never encountered a pulse so chaotic yet still sustaining life—it was practically a miracle.
That said, Xu Fei could also sense the voodoo master’s resolve to die.
He could clearly feel that after those words, the man’s pulse slowed, as if he’d lost all will to live.
Xu Fei wasn’t about to let such a key witness and lead slip away. In that critical moment, he made a startling discovery.
There was another faint heartbeat coming from the voodoo master’s body!
Medically, this was impossible—how could one person have two heartbeats?
But faced with undeniable evidence, Xu Fei couldn’t doubt his own senses. A theory struck him, and he spoke decisively, “Even if you’re set on dying, don’t you at least want to know who’s behind this? Or is it normal for you voodoo masters to experiment on yourselves?”
