Chapter 336 Sword Overwhelms All Sects, This Child Is No Human! Sweet Words, Colorful Robes Bring Joy (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Xiao Wanjian flew into a rage, twisting his wrist to transform his vertical strike into a horizontal one, breaking free from Li Xian's two fingers, and sweeping it horizontally towards Li Xian's chest. Li Xian leaned back and easily dodged. Xiao Wanjian was about to pursue, intending to kill Li Xian with a vertical slash. But suddenly he felt a flash of cold light, and then his whole body trembled with fear as he saw a silver snake emerge from Li Xian's sleeve, making a clanging sound, like a snake flicking its tongue, aimed precisely and ruthlessly at the tip of his throat.

Xiao Wanjian exclaimed in surprise, but fortunately, his swordsmanship was skillful and experienced. His sword moves, though seemingly fierce and ruthless, always left room for maneuver. Even though he underestimated Li Xian, he did not violate any major taboos in combat. He immediately turned his sword and precisely protected the tip of Li Xian's throat.

With a loud "clang," sparks flew and the sound was piercing. Xiao Wanjian's arm trembled violently, and his longsword almost slipped from his grasp. He staggered back several steps, finding it difficult to defend himself with just one hand. He immediately gripped the sword with both hands, veins bulging on his arms and sweat beading on his forehead, barely managing to protect himself. Li Xian, holding his silver spear, stood proudly, imposing and undeniably powerful, yet completely at ease.

Xiao Wanjian, thin and with a full white beard, shouted, tilted his neck, and flipped his sword to avoid the spear tip. His longsword, still close to the spear shaft, slashed towards the hand. His moves were now ferocious, each strike aimed at swiftly taking a life. Li Xian remained calm and composed. With a flick of his wrist, the Ghost Python Spear, originally straight and heavy, instantly became supple and unpredictable, its shaft undulating like a snake.

Xiao Wanjian was about to slash along the shaft of the spear when it suddenly curved. His sword strike was blocked, and he ended up slashing at the spear instead. This turn of events was completely unexpected. As he tried to retract his sword, he suddenly saw the Ghost Python Spear reverse its course, coiling around the longsword and then climbing up to wrap around his right wrist and right arm.

Li Xian's waist jerked. The Ghost Python Spear moved with extreme unpredictability, its shaft coiling like a snake, its tip climbing up his arm, aiming straight for his heart. Such an angle, so cunning and vicious, was extremely difficult to defend against!

The disciples gasped in shock, never expecting that Elder Xiao, in their very first encounter, would not only fail to gain the upper hand but also find himself in a perilous situation. Xiao Wanjian gripped the spearhead with his left hand, but found it difficult to break free. Gritting his teeth, he spun horizontally in mid-air. Although the tolling of the bell had temporarily disrupted his martial arts and internal energy, his lightness skill remained. Using this skill, he spun through the air, prying the spear apart with both hands. With all his might, he barely managed to free himself from the Ghost Python Spear's grip on his arm, but he also dislocated his right hand, fracturing the bone. His longsword clattered to the ground. He cried out inwardly, "I was too careless! All my disciples are here, and I've been disarmed by a junior!" He immediately retreated several steps, panting heavily, his eyes filled with terror.

Elders Liang Gang and Xu Hu of the Yangshan Sword Sect immediately helped him up. They saw that Xiao Wanjian's back was sweating, his right arm hanging limply, and his body trembling; the fight had been far more dangerous than anyone had anticipated. Looking at Li Xian, in just a few moves, he had dislocated Xiao Wanjian's arm and seized the elders' swords.

Li Xian's spear trembled, the Ghost Python Spear taut and straightened, emitting a sharp "clang" and flashing with cold light. He hooked his toe to pick up Xiao Wanjian's sword, casually playing with it. This sword was inlaid with red jade at the bottom, a "famous weapon" and "ceremonial weapon", symbolizing status within the sect. However, it was only sharp and had no other function.

Li Xian tested his skills, thrusting his sword behind him. The blade rang out with a clear "clang," embedding itself three inches into the corridor. Wen Caishang, who loved seeing Li Xian protect her and display his prowess, watched this scene with great delight, her heart filled with joy. The zither music was cheerful.

Jiang Meng, a senior disciple of the Yangshan Sword Sect, possessed an unusual sword heart. He had once brushed past Li Xian and nearly discovered him. Seeing Elder Xiao's setback, he suspected that the mysterious bell was at work, greatly restraining Elder Xiao and thus allowing Li Xian to run rampant. Jiang Meng, in the prime of his life, felt it was time to reclaim his reputation. He roared, "You brat, how dare you be so arrogant! Take this!" He drew his sword and charged straight up the white jade corridor.

Xiao Wanjian, barely catching his breath, hurriedly shouted, "Danger! Come back quickly!" Jiang Meng, confident in his unparalleled swordsmanship and aided by the Sword Heart, was not afraid of Li Xian. Ignoring his cries, he unleashed his sword techniques with swift and fierce attacks. The Yangshan Sword Sect was located in the Yanglong Mountain Range, lacking both the beauty of lakes and mountains and the grandeur of Yue Mountain, and the lushness of the surrounding hills. Therefore, the martial arts of this sect were known for their power, speed, and ferocity.

However, the moment they met, Jiang Meng understood the mystery. The instant his longsword touched the Ghost Python Spear, the spear, which seemed light and agile, contained immense power that was extremely difficult to resist when swung casually.

Jiang Meng certainly possessed unparalleled martial arts skills, but even with a thousand or ten thousand moves, he could only suffer a significant setback under the immense pressure of this force. Moreover, Li Xian was proficient in both spear and sword techniques, and his Four Directions Fist, Qingfeng Leg, Azure Palm, Great Luo Saber Technique, Flying Serpent Beast... many martial arts techniques were all at their peak!

He blended these techniques seamlessly, adapting to any situation. The versatility of his spear techniques far surpassed that of Jiang Meng and his ilk. Moreover… he had just rescued the women from the five sects, encountering numerous dangers along the way. Li Xian had secretly observed the women's battles, conversations, and sparring, gaining a thorough understanding of the Five Mountains Sword Sects' common martial arts principles, methods of combat, and the strengths and weaknesses of their sword techniques.

Jiang Meng's first sword strike left him weak and trembling. By the time he managed his second, the tide of defeat was irreversible; his swordplay was chaotic and disorganized. Despite his profound skill, his movements were clumsy and ineffective. Li Xian swept his spear horizontally, striking Jiang Meng's chest with a clang, sending him flying several feet. Jiang Meng rolled on the ground, spitting out three mouthfuls of black blood, unable to stand. Remembering their agreement, Li Xian only wounded him, not killed him.

Xiao Wanjian said in a deep voice, "Impulsive! This boy is not as simple as we think!" Li Xian was only of marriageable age, yet he faced all the sects alone with composure. As soon as he made a move, he silenced everyone and made them no longer dare to advance rashly.

Hu Yueyue said in a deep voice, "Fine, I don't believe that a mere youth can really stop my five sects. I'll give it a try!" She stepped onto the white jade corridor, staring intently at the scene, not daring to be careless.

She was the "Sword-Establishing Elder" of the Lake Mountain Sword Sect, holding a high-ranking position within the sect. Although advanced in years, she was well-preserved, with a fair and youthful face; her appearance could only be described as somewhat pretty, not truly that of a "beauty." Having already set an example with "Xiao Wanjian," she dared not be overconfident. She knew that Li Xian was quite strong, but she had mastered the "Water Jade Sword Technique" and the "Lake-Treading Long Song Sword Technique," both of which emphasized gentleness.

Despite numerous constraints, the Water Jade Sword Technique, though a lower-level technique, and the Lake-Treading Long Song Sword Technique, a mid-level technique, were both perfectly mastered. Their execution was far from simple. Her swordsmanship was ethereal, subtly concealing numerous dangerous moves: entanglement, slashing, scraping, and thrusting.

She would never confront him head-on, relying instead on her agility and swordsmanship... advancing step by step. Her swordsmanship was light and soft, yet it was seasoned and composed. Li Xian suddenly thought, "With the influence of the bell tolling, the true essence of swordsmanship will be more evident in combat. Although Elder Hu's swordsmanship is filled with killing intent, because it lacks internal energy and martial arts evolution, it seems to be feeding me moves, increasing my experience in dealing with enemies. I should calm down and fight this elder properly, and also experience the subtlety of his swordsmanship."

He calmly countered with the Remnant Demon Spear, a weapon of unpredictable and strange techniques unlike any other. Combined with the unique characteristics of the Ghost Python Spear, it allowed him to strike unexpectedly. After dozens of exchanges, neither gaining the upper hand nor showing any sign of defeat, the other disciples simply considered it a close encounter, a battle of equals. Wen Caishang, slightly displeased, said, "Li Lang, you should quickly defeat her! This old woman is no match for you; why do you always let her win?"

Hu Yueyue sneered, thinking to herself, "You foolish woman, I'll cut off his head right now and show you who wins!" She then unleashed the "Sword Robe Slanted Forward - Penetrating Every Hole" move from the "Lake-Treading Long Song Sword" technique. She thrust forward, concealing over ten deadly attacks. If her opponent tried to parry, her sword would instantly become as soft as if it had no edge, slipping through the gaps in their sleeves, collar, and other clothing, striking vital points silently.

This is an extremely deadly assassination technique. Hu Yueyue, who had worked as an assassin in her youth, used this sword technique to subtly pierce her opponent's clothing in a single strike, leaving him utterly mutilated and his internal organs shattered. However, the opponent remained unharmed, unaware of his impending death, and lived a dazed and confused day. That night, upon returning to his room to rest and bathe, he removed his clothes, only to find his internal organs spilling out and scattering on the floor. Only then did he realize he was dead, a truly horrifying moment.

She saw that Li Xian's "Ghost Python Spear" also had the characteristics of binding and striking, and Xiao Wanjian was unable to defend against it, thus losing to this spear technique. Now, this move, "Slanted Sword Robe," implicitly contains the principle of returning the favor to the one who has done it. Seeing that Li Xian indeed blocked, she took a step to the side, her footwork and swordsmanship in harmony, and the long sword in her hand was soft and strange, slipping into Li Xian's clothes from her sleeve.

Wen Caishang said indifferently, "Showing off your skills before an expert." Li Xian ignored her and held his spear straight up. Seeing that the soft sword had been hidden inside her clothes, Hu Yueyue immediately unleashed her next sword moves: "Piercing the Intestines and Disrupting the Belly," "Disrupting the Heart and Shattering the Liver," but suddenly felt something was wrong. The sword had disappeared into her clothes and lost its agility.

It turned out that Li Xian possessed a Pure Qi Robe and had long anticipated Qing Hu Yueyue's intentions. He deliberately allowed the soft sword to penetrate his robe, though it passed through an ordinary outer garment, it didn't penetrate the Pure Qi Robe. Thus, the slight difference in the sword move resulted in a vastly different power. Li Xian then rolled up his sleeve, his cloth robe and Pure Qi Robe concealing the soft sword within. With a yank, he snatched the sword away and simultaneously kicked it back.

Hu Yueyue was sent flying backward, crashing onto the lakeshore, her cheek swollen and red. Both captains were greatly defeated, their swords taken from them. Li Xian pulled a soft sword from his sleeve, examined it briefly, and then stuck it into the ground.

With that, both swords had been seized. The disciples and elders of the sword sect exchanged bewildered glances, speechless, all thinking: "Our sword sect has a long and distinguished history. Has it truly, truly declined to this point in my generation? Elder Xiao and Elder Hu are already pillars of the sword sect, yet... yet they have lost to an unknown flower thief. And we've heard that this flower thief is a rising star of the Flower Cage Sect. Doesn't this mean that our sword sect... has been completely overshadowed by a mere flower thief?"

Li Xian knew Wen Caishang was extremely jealous, and her urging for a quick victory was partly because she recognized his superb marksmanship, which would easily surpass Hu Yueyue's, and partly because she didn't want him to get entangled with a woman. He also knew that although Wen Caishang was fierce, she was easily appeased. Ignoring the stares of the crowd, he walked towards her, putting his arm around her shoulder. Wen Caishang was slightly displeased, gently shaking her shoulder in resistance, but then immediately yielded, letting him hold her.

Li Xian asked, "Is Madam angry?"

Wen Caishang said in a muffled voice, "You came all this way to save me, how could I dare to be angry with you? But you are a lustful little thief who is always looking for something new. Just now, you didn't hold back against the old man and the child, but when you fight with a woman, you always avoid her."

Li Xian said, "I was just impressed by her exquisite swordsmanship and thought I'd linger a bit longer to learn a thing or two and gain more experience. I had no other intentions. As for being blinded by lust... I can't deny it outright. If I weren't blinded by lust, how could I dare to risk being torn to pieces to show myself? As for being fickle, my lady is like a new person every day, and I think I'll never get tired of her."

Wen Caishang's heart softened, and she smiled. She knew Li Xian was lying and trying to deceive her, but she was naturally very susceptible to such tricks. As soon as Li Xian spoke, she was sure to be happy. She pointed her finger at his brow, both scolding and delighted, and said, "You, you're so glib and overly charming. Does she think she's even half as good as me at swordsmanship? Why do you need her to teach you? You clearly have a lot of bad habits, but you won't admit them or change them. All you do is come here to please me. Humph, do you think I'm easy to fool?"

Li Xian said, "Of course, it's Madam who's more capable. Alas, but Madam refuses to teach me." Wen Caishang gently advised, "Li Lang, learning martial arts can't be rushed. The rumors outside are all deceiving you. Only I truly care for you. Don't forget, I taught you the basics of martial arts. I will teach you all the skills I know. But you must take it step by step. As for you..."

At this point, Wen Caishang's tone suddenly turned resentful: "You never tell me the truth. When...when did you learn a set of spear techniques? Humph, I bet you've gotten involved with the Candle Sect too? I wasn't watching you for a moment, and you've gotten yourself into a huge mess without even realizing it. This set of spear techniques must have an extraordinary origin, right?"

Li Xian said awkwardly, "Madam is perceptive; she knows all this." Wen Caishang gently pushed him away, saying, "You rascal... no matter how perceptive I am, I've still been fooled by you countless times." She was both angry and loving, happy and reproachful, and sighed, "I really can't control you, but you just... just won't listen to me properly." She leaned her head against him, her eyes shimmering. At this moment, her joy surpassed a thousand thousand things. Surrounded by powerful enemies, she felt even more affectionate. She said, "But the fact that you're willing to help me shows that you... you love me very much."

Li Xian said, "I would be happy to lose my life for you, Madam." Wen Caishang was both annoyed and pleased, saying, "Sweet talk, you're deceiving me again."

Xiao Wanjian and his companions, having suffered several defeats, were intimidated by Li Xian and dared not act rashly. They saw Li Xian ignoring them and whispering with the viper lady. Though their voices were soft, they still reached everyone's ears. They all listened intently. The words were the sweet nothings spoken between a man and a woman in private. Most of the sword sect disciples were unmarried and unloved, and hearing these words stirred strange emotions within them, a palpable envy. Seeing the two so perfectly matched, like a divine couple, embracing in the lakeside pavilion, they couldn't bear to disturb them. Zhou Shijie's face flushed and paled alternately. He, who in his dreams dared only glimpse her skirt, her back from afar, and secretly inhale her fragrance, still felt apprehensive looking at her from a distance, now spoke sweet nothings. The tender affection between them was so profound and real, far surpassing what he had felt in the city. He was consumed by jealousy and inexplicable heartache, driven to madness.

Then Li Xian put his arm around her shoulder, stroked her waist, played with her hair, massaged her legs, and pinched her feet. He shook her hand, whispered in her ear, and fiddled with her hairpins… Surrounded by powerful enemies, she could still enjoy this blissful moment. Even if she were to be struck by a flurry of knives and die in an instant, she would have no regrets. The beauty, oblivious to the presence of others, only had her eyes for her lover, allowing him to play with her as he pleased. On the contrary, she was delighted.

Xiao Wanjian, a lifelong widow, could not bear such a sight. He roared, "You vile woman, spouting such shameful words! You're ruining the scenery, corrupting public morals, and making everyone sick and annoyed. I gave you a chance to surrender earlier, so I didn't use my full strength. Now, in this battle, you two can either join forces to break through the formation and die under my swords, or continue spouting your shameful words until we cut down trees to make a boat, climb the pavilion ourselves, and slaughter you both in the pavilion in the middle of the lake!"

The two whispered to each other. Li Xian, having endured countless dangers, the tombs along the way were perilous, cold, and desolate; he couldn't help but miss his wife's soft embrace, her jade knees as a pillow, her slender waist wrapped around him. Wen Caishang, having entered the tomb to seize the treasure, couldn't help but miss Li Xian's masculine handsomeness and tender care. Now, as they spoke, their words were filled with tender affection, their feelings mutual. Suddenly disturbed, they both felt a pang of resentment.

Wen Caishang glanced outside and said, "Li Lang, others may not know your skills, but I do. However, there's one thing about you that I dislike." Li Xian asked, "What is it?"

Wen Caishang feigned weakness and said, "They just bullied me, calling me a vixen and saying I was all alone and helpless. I felt so wronged, but you were too polite to them." Li Xian thought to himself, "To be honest, Madam is indeed a vixen. Is Madam playing the victim to me?" He asked, "Then what does Madam want me to do?"

Wen Caishang said, "Don't be polite to them. Hmm, you have entanglements with those women again. You made some kind of bet that you can't kill the Sword Sect disciples. I can't bear to put you in a difficult position, but I also want to let these worthless rats know how powerful you are."

She whispered in his ear, "After we get rid of them, the two of us... the two of us will go and look for opportunities. My little darling... I will reward you with good opportunities when the time comes."

Li Xian said, "They bullied my wife, and I will not let them get away with it. Madam, please rest for a moment, I will go and deal with them." Wen Caishang put her arms around the back of his neck, her eyes alluring, her breath sweet as orchids: "Go quickly." She sat down with great interest.

Li Xian stomped his foot on the ground, sending his spear flying. He gripped the shaft with one hand, the spear tip pointing diagonally downwards. The stomp caused ripples in the lake and the ground to tremble.

Li Xian was usually kind, but he was still angry about being disturbed earlier, and said with a sharp edge, "Fine! Since that's the case, there's no need for you to cut down trees to make boats. It's too much trouble. I'll just take the initiative to break through the formation."

Wang Zongheng thought to himself, "What spirit, what momentum! If I weren't forced by circumstances, I would very much like to get to know this boy." He said in a deep voice, "Boy, have you thought this through? If you're going to break through the formation, it's no child's play. It will be too late to regret it once you're surrounded by swords!"

Xiao Wanjian said, "Since you want to walk into the trap, let it be. But I advise you to bring that witch along to join you in the battle. Even if you die, you can still be a pair of star-crossed lovers."

Li Xian drew Xiao Wanjian's sword and tossed it towards the opposite bank. Xiao Wanjian took a step back, and the sword plunged into the ground before him. Li Xian kicked the stolen soft sword away. Hu Yueyue had anticipated this and seized the opportunity to catch the sword in mid-air. However, she felt immense force within the sword, which carried her several meters away. She quickly used the 'Thousand-Pound Drop' technique, pressing her body down to the ground, barely managing to grip the earth with her feet, leaving two three-meter-long tracks before finally stopping.

Li Xian's eyes gleamed with a sharp light; he was young and arrogant. He said, "The Sword Sect is nothing special, why should you trouble yourself, Madam? I can handle it myself."

All the sword sects were enraged. Duan Yixin roared, "You arrogant brat, how dare you look down on us!" Li Xian held a spear in one hand and drew his green sword in the other, casually twirling the sword and laughing, "So what if I am?"

Li Xianxing emerged from the white jade corridor, surrounded by disciples and elders. He glanced around, an air of arrogant disdain on his face. He taunted Xiao Wanjian, "Old fool, want to try again?"

Xiao Wanjian gritted his teeth, let out a low shout, and unleashed the Yangshan Sword Sect's "Swift Windless Sword," a mid-level sword technique that he had mastered to perfection, making it his strongest strike in this situation. The sword was as fast as the wind; the blade vibrated slightly the instant it struck, masking the sound of the wind as it was drawn.

With a clang, the incredibly powerful sword strike, brimming with profound mystery, was blocked. The tip of Li Xian's green sword met the tip of the enemy's sword perfectly. Absolutely perfect.

Xiao Wanjian nearly cried out in surprise. He swung his sword and immediately unleashed seven consecutive thrusts, drawing upon all the knowledge he had gained throughout his life. This was the "Seven Swords of the Gale," a sword technique Xiao Wanjian had once practiced in a canyon. When the swords were drawn, a howling gale would rage for a long time. The gale accumulated and brewed, eventually transforming into a hurricane that destroyed several villages. The disciples of the Yangshan Sword Sect had all heard of this event. Seeing it again now, though constrained, its exquisite beauty was still as vast as an abyss!

Seven sharp "ding" sounds rang out in succession. Xiao Wanjian's most prized swordsmanship was completely blocked with a single hand. Moreover, each strike was a point-to-point contact, force against force. Neither biased nor biased in the slightest.

It's precisely at the right moment that the difference becomes apparent. Wen Caishang stared intently, also quite surprised.

Li Xian countered with his sword, disrupting Xiao Wanjian's formation with a single strike, deflecting his longsword with two more, striking his waist and abdomen with a third, wounding his lips with a fourth, and injuring his legs with a fifth. With a gentle flick of his sixth sword, Xiao Wanjian cried out in agony and fell into the lake, splashing water and blood.

Li Xian stepped forward, spear in one hand and sword in the other. His mastery of both weapons was unparalleled, his style unique and captivating. Though his opponents were numerous, they all trembled. Duan Yixin dared not be careless and immediately called upon the Jiushan Sword Sect to form a battle formation. The disciples gathered at the sound, about to solidify their array. Li Xian sneered, refusing to agree, and charged into the crowd, sweeping his spear horizontally towards the ground.

The formation was thrown into chaos, with over a dozen disciples being thrown into the air, groaning in pain. Li Xian was unstoppable; wherever he went, his spear techniques—simple slashes, thrusts, parries, deflections, and shocks—combined with his pure qi robes, disrupted formations before they could even be formed. Duan Yixin, Hu Yueyue, Wang Zongheng, and Hou Yuande watched in terror, but gritted their teeth and joined forces to attack, urging their disciples below to quickly reassemble and fight back against the powerful enemy.

Even with the four elders joining forces, Li Xian wielded a spear in one hand and a sword in the other. His spear strikes were ghostly, capable of both unwavering courage and unpredictable cunning. His sword strikes were astonishing; though flawed, the Sunset Blood Sword technique was a superior swordsmanship, reaching the pinnacle of self-realization. No matter how many elders attacked together, a single strike from him would throw them into disarray, his spear following closely behind. The four elders, in their first encounter, were terrified and heavily injured; before long, all were wounded and forced to retreat.

Wang Tiexin and Dai Rushi of the Jiushan Sword Sect… Yuan Baoxiao and Su Changning of the Yueshan Sword Sect… Jin Yingjie and Ge Qiujian of the Lishan Sword Sect… Liang Gang and Xu Hu of the Yangshan Sword Sect… The elders of the various sword sects followed closely behind, immediately taking turns to fight, using their most prized sword techniques to maneuver. But Wang Tiexin was defeated in two strikes, his sword crown dislocated; Xu Hu was defeated in one strike, a sword piercing his lung; Jin Yingjie was defeated in two strikes, both legs wounded by swords; Yuan Baoxiao had his wrist severed by a single sword strike; Liang Gang was pierced through the chest by a spear…

More than ten elders, working together, failed to harm him in the slightest. Li Xianchao's imposing presence was terrifying; everyone felt a chill run down their spines. How could such a youth be so powerful, so unreasonable, so ferocious… The disciples and elders silently lamented, “Is this boy even human?!”

The team leader and accompanying elders were nothing more than a rabble. They endured their injuries, disregarded their pride, and fought desperately, pinning their hopes on their disciple's sword formation. However, while the sword formation was incredibly profound, lacking the internal martial arts evolution, it was merely a matter of numbers against a few. The sword formation was powerful, but Li Xian's double pupils and perfect form amplified his strength, making his pure physical power terrifyingly formidable.

The Yangshan Sword Sect's "Gathering Yang Sword Formation," arranged like a giant sword, charged towards Li Xian. Li Xian shook his spear, and his disciples fell in rows. The Jishan Sword Formation's "Hundred Turns Sword Formation" was extremely profound, designed to encircle and wear down opponents. Li Xian charged and spun wildly; his eyesight was terrifying, and his movements were incredibly fast. No matter how many swords attacked simultaneously, he could easily shatter them all with a single sweep of his spear or a light flick of his sword.

It was only in this encirclement and slaughter that the battle became extremely brutal.

Amidst the wailing, some flew into the air, others crashed to the ground. Li Xian, alone with his spear, faced numerous enemies, yet he was invincible.

Later, the commotion became so great that the women, who had been blind and deaf, kept turning around to look. Suddenly, they heard a series of exclamations and stared in disbelief, as if they had seen a ghost or a god.

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