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According to the information he had gathered, the only Nascent Soul cultivator in the Spirit Sword Sect should have been the Spirit Sword Ancestor.

As they approached a wooded slope, Meng Jiao, who was leading the way, gradually slowed his pace. From time to time, he raised his head to glance at the pine trees on either side, deep in thought.

Ding Yuan had made a living around Black River for many years, so naturally he was no stranger to snow. With his assurance, Li Weidong felt reassured.

Leaning against the wall, he panted heavily while staring fixedly at Xu Yuxian, his eyes bulging as though they might pop from their sockets.

As Zhou Tunan thought this, grains of Yellow-Earth spirit sand that had just been purified were already being cast into the Turbid Lotus Pond.

The Fire Rocket, leading the way, let out a low growl and moved sideways to block Tiger Third Sister, widening its eyes to signal that she should retreat.

Carrying two claws home on one shoulder was rather embarrassing, while there was hardly anything on the grassland suitable as a present. They said yellow sheep tasted delicious and had tender meat, but Meng Jiao had not seen a single one on his way back that evening.

Yet Meng Jiao could do little about it. Its teeth were neither sharp nor its mouth dangerous; whether he slapped or kicked it, the creature felt nothing.

If only either of his two blades had even one sharpened edge, this water monster would have been reduced to a spiritual core by now.

“Ah... Where did you come from?” Su Muyin was startled by him. When she turned around, she saw that Yan Shiyang had appeared behind her at some unknown point and was watching her with great interest.

Tang Qianlin stopped and looked at the young man. The young man was still kneeling there, gazing at him expectantly.

Although I had no way to communicate with her, I was perfectly content simply to watch her in silence. As time passed, I grew more and more convinced that she was Fox Lady. I had practically accepted that she truly was Fox Lady, and she became a spiritual refuge for me. All my attention was focused on her.

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Just then, with a sharp crack, a bolt of lightning struck nearby, illuminating the entire village of Taixi.

“What’s wrong?” Fei instantly appeared beside me and caught me. Though I could not make out her face, I could hear the anxiety in her voice.

Tangdou curled obediently in Tang Qianlin’s arms, as though it knew exactly what he was thinking.

“Under the grape trellis in this courtyard!” Madam Jin pointed toward Yue Changgui’s house.

“Hehe, they really are seven reincarnated souls!” Luoluo gently beckoned with one hand, and an infant on the ground flew into her grasp.

“These people... Did they come because of me? Do they want my life too? But surely they couldn’t all have come here at the same time?” I was deeply puzzled.

Anyone could see that Li Fan’s situation was dire. He was gravely wounded and being pursued by more than a dozen grandmasters at elder level. If they caught up with him, he would almost certainly die.

She had originally assumed that the assassins she had sent before had failed simply because there had not been enough of them. So this time, she had gathered every expert at the Innate Realm from the Five Ridges Mountain branch of the Purple Lotus Society, determined to take Li Fan down.

Yue Qingge’s eyelids twitched slightly, but he said nothing more. Seeing that he was no longer pressing the matter, Seven Treasures secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he had been quick-witted enough to fabricate a half-true, half-false explanation. Otherwise, he might truly have been unable to conceal the truth.

With a sweep of his eyes, he spotted a field of Thousandfold Dodder Flowers ahead. This spirit herb was a vine covered in barbs. Chang Xing’s thoughts raced, and he abruptly altered his stride, hurrying toward the medicinal garden. Seeing that the beauty was not heading for its entrance, Sun Yuanhao assumed success was within reach and hurried after her.

Ming Chen climbed onto a large boulder and looked around at the surrounding peaks before muttering to himself.

“Have you found out what happened? What exactly is going on?” Seeing that there seemed to be an answer, I hurriedly asked.

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Ye Youxue led Feng Yu into the sitting room. By then, quite a number of delicate pastries had already been laid out.

“If you’re going to check on the situation, take me with you.” Seeing my awkward expression, Zhang Xiao smiled and changed the subject.

It was this decision by Zhenyu Corporation that saved all the fur and leather factories in the Luxi region. Aside from their regular exports, everything they produced was sold to Zhenyu Corporation, and their goods were never left in storage again.

The Real Person Sun took the initiative to ask him about it. I had intended to find an excuse, but Mo Xinian made no attempt to restrain himself and began wailing in front of everyone. Though displeased, he understood that Mo Xinian had suffered such a calamity and was bound to become emotional upon seeing his master, so he did not stop him. Besides, he had no ability to stop him anyway.

It was as though, over the years, she too had encountered a fallen scion of an eminent family who had clawed his way through life, and a coldhearted youth who regarded human lives as mere weeds.

Ever since Youyou’s father returned home, people had been coming to the house without end to ask him to treat their illnesses. Whenever Baojing could not help a patient, he told them to come back during the New Year and seek Dr. Wu’s help. That was how things had ended up.

The Taoist nun noticed Master Shang’s movements and handed him a piece of dry rations. Before the master and disciple could even exchange a word, Shang Shi snatched it up and began eating. It was so hot that he kept sucking in cold air, yet he refused to put it down.

After saying this, Shen Sisi picked up the musket and pulled the trigger. With the sound of an explosion, a hole appeared in one of the wooden barrels in the room. Shen Sisi then handed the musket back to them.

Because a coffin is the “yin residence” of the dead—the “house” to which a person goes after death in the other world.

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