Seeing Shen Helin's stiff smile, Su Diandian deliberately added, "Good great-grandson, aren't you going to offer tea to your great-grandmother?"

"Nonsense!" Shen Helin slammed his hand on the table and stood up. "Drag this ill-mannered person out."

After shouting that, he put on a fawning smile, "I'm cleaning up those unruly servants for the two sect leaders, you won't blame me, will you?"

Qinglan smiled without saying a word.

The exquisite corpse standing behind Sijihuang protected Su Diandian and knocked the black-robed man away with a palm strike.

Shen Helin's smile remained, but his eyes held a chill: "What does Sect Master Huang mean by this? We can't ruin our relationship for the sake of a mere servant."

Before Sijihuang could speak, Su Diandian stood up, put one hand on her hip, and said, "Great-grandson, disrespecting our ancestors will result in being punished by kneeling in the ancestral hall."

Shen Helin assessed the situation and realized that both sect leaders wanted to protect this wretched girl.

His face twitched, and he put on the toothy smile typical of honest people.

"Young lady, please don't talk nonsense anymore."

Unfazed, Su Diandian continued her reckless act, saying, "What? You don't believe me? You can call your ancestor out to see if I am your great-grandmother."

If she could see Shen Changhen, perhaps she could get her wish sooner.

Shen Helin's face twisted in pain, and he finally couldn't bear it any longer and said, "Our ancestor has been wandering for many years, how could he come out to recognize you?"

Oh dear, what a miscalculation.

This guy didn't know where Shen Changhen had gone either.

Alright, then we'll have to activate Plan B.

Let's offend Changshengdian, that hypocritical farmer, first.

"Then there's no need for him to admit it. I'll clean house for him today."

Su Diandian left her seat, took out an iron shovel, and banged it on Shen He's head.

Shen Helin's face was gloomy, and he gathered a spiritual energy shield around himself, intending to shake her away.

Unexpectedly, the shovel slammed down on his head with a "crack".

He looked up in shock at Su Diandian, his gaze sweeping over her from head to toe.

This...this...

He's definitely a Foundation Establishment stage weakling, isn't he?

That's incredible.

How many years has it been? This is the first time I've been attacked by a Foundation Establishment stage weakling, and it was even done on a whim.

"Sect leaders, if you want to fight, we can find another place to fight. Why send a maid to humiliate an honest man like me?"

Shen Helin originally wanted to have a proper talk, but now it seems there's no point in discussing business anymore.

“She is my wife.” Siji Huang frowned as he stood up, the brass ring on his wrist swaying slightly.

The copper rings collided with each other, producing a crisp sound.

Linglong Corpse leaped up and charged straight at Shen Helin.

Shen Helin spread his arms, and two sickles appeared in his hands.

As the scythe was swung, crescent-shaped blades of light slashed towards the exquisite corpse.

Linglong Corpse remained expressionless as she charged forward to meet the blade's edge.

Su Diandian joined the battle, carrying an iron shovel.

"Sect Master Huang, I think you'd better keep a closer eye on your wife, lest I accidentally kill her," Shen Helin said with a gloomy face.

"Go ahead." Sijihuang coldly replied.

Shen Helin was stunned.

Is the sect leader of the Corpse Controlling Sect out of his mind?

He came seeking revenge after the woman was assassinated at Changsheng Hall.

But this woman was so eager to die, and he didn't stop her at all.

As he pondered this, Shen Helin broke out in a cold sweat.

He finally understood that Su Dian was just a decoy put up by the Xuancang Sect and the Corpse Control Sect.

The goal is to wipe out the Ever-Victorious Palace!

"Qinglan Spirit Venerable, my Changsheng Palace and your Xuancang Sect are both members of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance. Are you just going to stand by and watch the Corpse Control Sect bully me?" Shen Helin questioned Qinglan while fighting with Linglong Corpse.

"The spiritual tea is truly sweet, mellow, and fragrant."

Qinglan sat in her original seat and took a sip of tea. "Palace Master Shen, I have come here on behalf of the Immortal Supervisor to investigate the matter of the Everlasting Victory Hall harvesting souls."

Upon hearing this, Su Diandian immediately realized what was going on.

true.

Lu Jian once told her that the souls of the Lu family members had been sucked away by some mysterious force.

But Qinglan, that old fox, is really cunning.

He wanted to clean up the Changsheng Hall, but he didn't exert any effort at all.

They're just using Sijihuang, this straightforward guy, as a weapon.

Shen Helin's expression changed instantly upon hearing Qinglan's words.

"Since Spirit Venerable Qinglan knows everything, then I can no longer let you live."

He rose into the air, and an extremely dense, viscous black aura instantly surged from his body.

His appearance is remarkably similar to Wang Yan's.

Countless faces protrude from the black slime, but none can break free.

At the same time, Shen Helin's aura surged, climbing from the Nascent Soul stage all the way to the Divine Transformation stage.

Qinglan narrowed her eyes slightly, "Absorbing souls to improve cultivation, what a vicious method."

"Go!" Shen Helin swung his scythe. "Let's eat that disgusting scum to whet our appetites!"

The distorted human faces in the slime suddenly burst forth and lunged at Su Diandian.

Such a strong presence.

Su Diandian watched this terrifying scene with excitement.

She had a feeling that she would be able to go home today.

With this expectation, Su Diandian silently put away the shovel and opened her arms to meet the attack.