It was not too long ago that Luo Qiu encountered a monster. Now, it was a Taoist---another mysterious power of ancient east.
The old man gave off immense pressure at the beginning. However, it was quick to disappear. Not because of You Ye, but because of the buried altar in the club that safeguarded his soul.
Just like in some western fantasy novels he had read, some necromancers or monsters hid their hearts to ensure their bodies lasted forever.
Luo Qiu’s situation was similar to theirs.
Luo Qiu’s heart…was sealed within the altar. He wouldn’t die as long as the altar existed and he had enough lifespan.
“You Ye, are you able to deal with him?” Luo Qiu asked.
You Ye said proudly, “He is only a trashy old goat. Anyway, I’ll kill anyone that dares to threaten my master.”
“The old man said the jade was his item. I want to clarify a few things,” Luo Qiu whispered. “Don’t beat him up too badly.”
