ring.Let me know if you'd like me to translate more text!Yet, no one had noticed anything amiss in the offering hall.Qin Sang and Luo Xingnan's eyes met, almost simultaneously entering the protective...After everyone else entered the stone chamber, his avatar arrived at the foot of the mountain. He waited for a while and saw two figures flying from afar. It was Fang Ting and Zhao Songqiao.
"Zhang, brother, I've kept you waiting."
Zhao Songqiao bowed slightly, his expression revealing a hint of nervousness.
The figure, with the two of them in tow, turned and flew inside. But just as they reached the halfway point of the mountain, a blue streak 'whoosh'ed down in front of the three of them, revealing a slightly short and chubby man.
"Ah! This disciple greets his senior uncle!"
The transformation jumped in fright and hurriedly bowed low.
The short and stout man came with them. He was a disciple from the Lan Dou Gate, his cultivation slightly higher than that of the Dao child. His incarnation only revealed that he was a true descendant of the Five Elements lineage, but his name and surname remained unknown.
“He’s the disciple that Huayang Shifu brought in, isn't he Who are they, and what are you bringing them in for” The short, stout man raised his chin and asked with a frown.
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Fang Ting and Zhao Songqiao stood stiffly.
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With a shift of his mind, he replied, "Master Uncle, they are disciples of Chen Senior from the Smoke Mist Pavilion. Her name is Fang Ting, and she is a direct disciple of Chen Senior. She is a friend of mine, and she came to look for me."
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"Fang Ting"
The short and stout cultivator seemed to remember something, sizing up Fang Ting with his eyes. A glint flashed in them, and a playful smile suddenly appeared on his face. “I heard long ago that Master Huayang’s unfulfilled wish might be fulfilled by a Qi Refinement junior, haha...”
"Come on!"
The short and stout cultivator patted Zhang Yue's shoulder, a suggestive smile on his face, before disappearing in a flash of light.
Hua Shen was taken aback, and understood the hidden meaning in the fat man's words. He subconsciously looked at Fang Ting. But Fang Ting lowered her head almost to her chest, her ears red like rubies.
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Zhao Songqiao coughed lightly and said, "Brother-in-law, Sister-in-law, shouldn't we be leaving now"
Beyond the island of Dongming, a patch on the water surface was shrouded in shadow.
In the shadows, several figures sat cross-legged. One of them was none other than the Fang surname youth who had previously tricked Qin Sang.
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"Senior brother, it's almost time. Dongming Island is about to emerge, and the power of the grand formation will be significantly reduced. It's time for us to move. If we wait any longer, more and more Nascent Soul elders from various sects will arrive, and things will become difficult."
A man in black opened his eyes and spoke in a low voice.
At this time, another middle-aged cultivator with a somewhat gloomy countenance asked: "Second senior brother, how is the dark pawn you sent in If it's used, be absolutely careful not to cause any leaks."
"Rest assured! He will be more prepared than us."
The Black Robe man said with confidence.
“That’s good then, that thing is indeed on Dongming Island. I knew we shouldn't have bothered with those Douniu Peak renegades! That damned human not only killed our fourth senior brother, but he also spread rumors all over Tianxing Island, causing our fourth senior brother's plans there to be ruined. All the human masters we had recruited became wary and we had to abandon them. If we directly bring them to attack Dongming Island, with our strength, it's very possible to forcefully break into the island and seize that thing.”
A middle-aged cultivator said indignantly.
"Are you saying that I have made a mistake"
The young man with the surname Fang suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and he looked coldly at the middle-aged cultivator.
“My junior brother does not dare. I was just filled with hatred for the murderer who killed my four senior brothers and younger brother, which caused me to speak out of turn...”
The middle-aged cultivator shivered, fear gripping him as he hurriedly knelt down and pleaded for forgiveness.
"The ninth junior brother is just speaking without thinking. He's always carefree, big senior brother doesn't need to mind him. That human cultivator, a mere Foundation Establishment mid-stage cultivator, repeatedly violates our Black Snake Mountain, sooner or later we will extract his soul and torment him, burning him with Yin fire day and night, settling every account with him!"
The Black Robed Man quickly tried to smooth things over and then pointed at the middle-aged cultivator, rebuking him, "What do you know How can we be sure that the artifact is on Dongming Island if we don't capture the remnants of the Douniu Peak Besides, the eldest senior brother has been worried about another Nascent Soul ancestor from Lan Dou Men, so he hasn't dared to act rashly. It was from the mouths of the remnants of Douniu Peak that we learned that this person was actually the ancestor of the Douniu Peak lineage, and that the turmoil back then was caused by him, leading to infighting within Lan Dou Men, severely damaging their vitality. Not only was the Douniu Peak lineage expelled, but the Nascent Soul ancestor also fell gravely wounded because of it. It's hateful that Lan Dou Men has been concealing the truth, claiming that this person was merely in seclusion."
A dwarf, only half the size of an adult, suddenly let out a strange laugh. "No wonder Lan Dou Men has always kept this a secret. Let alone the matter of Yuan Ying Patriarch's demise. The cultivation techniques of Tou Niu Feng are indeed ordinary, but the accompanying technique, *Yu Lei Shu*, is truly brilliant and not simple at all. If Lan Dou Men could secretly cultivate a group of cultivators who are proficient in this art, it would definitely be a devastating weapon."
“Even the most sophisticated techniques are useless if one cannot cultivate them. Isn't this the very reason why the Land of Falling Stars met its current demise”
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The Dark Robed Man scoffed, his brow furrowing slightly, “Tenth Junior Brother, I remember you kept a copy of the “Lei Jue” back then. Could it be that you also want to cultivate this technique Be careful not to become insane!”
The dwarf chuckled, "I certainly wouldn't want to live like them, constantly on edge, hiding in underwater ice coffins. I left this technique behind to study it carefully and see if there's anything I can learn from it."
The robed man's expression softened slightly. "My brother and I will present this technique to Master when the time comes. With Master's keen insight, he should be able to glean something useful for us. We'll ask him for guidance then. Don't practice it on your own, lest something unforeseen happen."
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"Thank you for reminding me, senior brother. I understand!"
The dwarf bowed.
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The robed man addressed the young man, "Big brother, you're venturing into a den of vipers with the Corpse Puppet. Be careful. The island is teeming with Foundation Establishment cultivators from all sects. If you can't obtain what we need, detonate the Corpse Puppet and retreat immediately. The cultivators outside Lan Dou Gate will only assume it's an internal matter, leaving them confused and unable to react quickly. This will be our chance."
Hearing this, everyone's gazes couldn't help but fall on the two people standing behind the young man surnamed Fang.
The two of them closed their eyes tightly, not uttering a word, like lifeless objects.
Strangely enough, their breath was the same as any ordinary person's.
What's even more astonishing is that these two men were actually the deserters from Mount Douniao they had captured back then. Now, they were obeying their former enemies like bodyguards.
"It's a pity that Master only bestowed two blood corpse worms. If there were a few more, controlling several Nascent Soul-stage Corpse Kings to self-detonate would be enough to trap and kill all the cultivators on the island. There wouldn't have to be so much trouble."
Someone muttered in a low voice.
The Black-Robe Man glared fiercely at him, “Do you really think cultivating blood corpse worms is so simple Master had cultivated them for who knows how long, and even with the help of insect control secret arts, he could only barely raise them to their third transformation. If we raised a few more, I’m afraid Black Snake Mountain would be bankrupt.”
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"Alright, no more chatter. This seat is setting off now. I must obtain that item this time. Whoever dares not do their best, if there's a slip-up, this seat will peel his skin!"
The young man surnamed Fang let out a cold snort, and with the corpse puppet, he flew out of the shadow.
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