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Chapter 470 - I Don’t Have a Master Anymore
Chapter 470: I Don’t Have a Master Anymore
Half of the ancestral hall had long been destroyed, leaving a small portion of lonely ruins.
Qiao Mu looked dazedly through the sect’s disciples’ life lantern miniatures.
She saw that at the final juncture of Second Senior Sister Xue Xiao’s battle against the enemy, her battered body was flicked apart…
Qiao Mu couldn’t cry any more tears.
She propped her cheek with her hand and looked through the life lantern miniatures one by one.
When she saw the sect master dragging a stooping old man’s body towards the snowy peak and self-detonating, her entire body stiffened all of a sudden.
She recognized this old man. She had encountered this old man right outside Xixia Valley’s Second Southern Courtyard.
Afterwards, she had also seen this old man at the competition arena.
Wasn’t he a guest elder of the Ghost Faction? What exactly were the Middle Six Prefectures that the rumors in the marketplace were talking about? Could it be that this guest elder of the Ghost Faction was in fact someone from the Middle Six Prefectures?
She was unable to find Murong Xun’s life lantern. Perhaps it was because more than half of the disciples’ life lanterns were crushed by stones due to the ancestral hall’s collapse.
Qiao Mu lowered her head. She couldn’t find it even after half a day of searching through the stone crevices, and her fingers were all bleeding after digging so much.
“Master.” Chirpy hadn’t dared to speak the entire time and feebly cried, “Don’t dig anymore. It should have slid down the snowy peak along with the avalanche.”
“Murong Xun. You big liar!” The little stoic yelled expressionlessly.
What ‘you still have master,’ what ‘Master will definitely accompany you,’ what ‘Master will never lie to you!’ All lies!
“Chirpy, do you know?” The little stoic murmured softly to herself, “In the future, I… won’t have a master anymore.”
“Hahaha, even if you don’t have a master, what are you afraid of. Even if you don’t have a master, you still have Brother, me! Little beauty, as long as you are willing to go back with Brother, me, I guarantee that you will eat well and live well. Your days definitely won’t be terrible.” A grating and philandering voice abruptly entered Qiao Mu’s eardrums.
She stood up and took a step. Her foot kicked something along the lines of a hard iron tablet, and she bent over to pick it up. After looking it over, she put it away in her inner world with a chilly expression.
Afterwards, she raised her eyes to look at the group of people outside the ancestral hall.
She recognized them. Myriad Faction’s Faction Master’s son who looked sickly yet kept leering lustfully at Holy Water Sect’s disciples, Fei Qing.
Ghost Faction’s Elder, Ghost Surd.
Coitus Faction’s Granny Witch and company. There was also someone among there that was an old friend of Qiao Mu’s.
When they were fighting over the secret paradise, Mo Lian had helped her extract a thread of that person’s soul—Coitus Faction’s Yao Ji.
At this moment, the thread of her soul was still inside Qiao Mu’s inner world, so when Qiao Mu gazed coldly at her, Yao Ji’s eyes contracted slightly.
“You lecher! You still haven’t changed that bad habit of yours.” Coitus Faction’s Qi Mei’er covered her mouth and giggled in laughter. She swayed her body seductively and told Qiao Mu with a sweet smile, “Little Junior Sister, there’s only you now, ah. Tut tut tut, you cried. Look look look look, that beautiful tear-stained face. Tut tut, the tears haven’t even dried yet. If the Holy Water Sect’s three peak masters saw you now, their hearts would definitely ache.”
Qiao Mu stared frigidly at this woman and said coldly, “What now, Ghost Faction, Myriad Faction, and Coitus Faction are itching to come hit someone when they are down?”
Myriad Faction’s Fei Qing laughed arrogantly and said, “What do you mean? When we heard that the Holy Water Sect was in trouble, our three factions especially rushed over for a look and to give our consolations. Little Junior Sister, don’t be afraid. Come, come over, over to Brother here. Brother will protect you.”
Half of the ancestral hall had long been destroyed, leaving a small portion of lonely ruins.
Qiao Mu looked dazedly through the sect’s disciples’ life lantern miniatures.
She saw that at the final juncture of Second Senior Sister Xue Xiao’s battle against the enemy, her battered body was flicked apart…
Qiao Mu couldn’t cry any more tears.
She propped her cheek with her hand and looked through the life lantern miniatures one by one.
When she saw the sect master dragging a stooping old man’s body towards the snowy peak and self-detonating, her entire body stiffened all of a sudden.
She recognized this old man. She had encountered this old man right outside Xixia Valley’s Second Southern Courtyard.
Afterwards, she had also seen this old man at the competition arena.
Wasn’t he a guest elder of the Ghost Faction? What exactly were the Middle Six Prefectures that the rumors in the marketplace were talking about? Could it be that this guest elder of the Ghost Faction was in fact someone from the Middle Six Prefectures?
She was unable to find Murong Xun’s life lantern. Perhaps it was because more than half of the disciples’ life lanterns were crushed by stones due to the ancestral hall’s collapse.
Qiao Mu lowered her head. She couldn’t find it even after half a day of searching through the stone crevices, and her fingers were all bleeding after digging so much.
“Master.” Chirpy hadn’t dared to speak the entire time and feebly cried, “Don’t dig anymore. It should have slid down the snowy peak along with the avalanche.”
“Murong Xun. You big liar!” The little stoic yelled expressionlessly.
What ‘you still have master,’ what ‘Master will definitely accompany you,’ what ‘Master will never lie to you!’ All lies!
“Chirpy, do you know?” The little stoic murmured softly to herself, “In the future, I… won’t have a master anymore.”
“Hahaha, even if you don’t have a master, what are you afraid of. Even if you don’t have a master, you still have Brother, me! Little beauty, as long as you are willing to go back with Brother, me, I guarantee that you will eat well and live well. Your days definitely won’t be terrible.” A grating and philandering voice abruptly entered Qiao Mu’s eardrums.
She stood up and took a step. Her foot kicked something along the lines of a hard iron tablet, and she bent over to pick it up. After looking it over, she put it away in her inner world with a chilly expression.
Afterwards, she raised her eyes to look at the group of people outside the ancestral hall.
She recognized them. Myriad Faction’s Faction Master’s son who looked sickly yet kept leering lustfully at Holy Water Sect’s disciples, Fei Qing.
Ghost Faction’s Elder, Ghost Surd.
Coitus Faction’s Granny Witch and company. There was also someone among there that was an old friend of Qiao Mu’s.
When they were fighting over the secret paradise, Mo Lian had helped her extract a thread of that person’s soul—Coitus Faction’s Yao Ji.
At this moment, the thread of her soul was still inside Qiao Mu’s inner world, so when Qiao Mu gazed coldly at her, Yao Ji’s eyes contracted slightly.
“You lecher! You still haven’t changed that bad habit of yours.” Coitus Faction’s Qi Mei’er covered her mouth and giggled in laughter. She swayed her body seductively and told Qiao Mu with a sweet smile, “Little Junior Sister, there’s only you now, ah. Tut tut tut, you cried. Look look look look, that beautiful tear-stained face. Tut tut, the tears haven’t even dried yet. If the Holy Water Sect’s three peak masters saw you now, their hearts would definitely ache.”
Qiao Mu stared frigidly at this woman and said coldly, “What now, Ghost Faction, Myriad Faction, and Coitus Faction are itching to come hit someone when they are down?”
Myriad Faction’s Fei Qing laughed arrogantly and said, “What do you mean? When we heard that the Holy Water Sect was in trouble, our three factions especially rushed over for a look and to give our consolations. Little Junior Sister, don’t be afraid. Come, come over, over to Brother here. Brother will protect you.”
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