"Tell the guest minister that the imperial teacher has sent a letter!"

Just when Zhou Tong and his companions had enjoyed a satisfying meal and were feeling contented, guards from the imperial palace suddenly came to report.

"Send it in."

Zhou Tong sat upright, took the letter and opened it in front of everyone.

What caught my eye was an invitation letter.

"The handwriting is good, but it's a bit too wild. It may not end well."

Zhou Tong smiled and recited softly, "The auction will be held tomorrow. I admire your name and look forward to seeing you. I have fine wines, songs and dances for you to enjoy. Will you come?"

Under the letter was an admission ticket with golden handwriting printed on the back, showing its nobility.

"There are countless treasures here, and there must be something that you like. I'll give you a private room. Don't refuse. It's Room Number One!"

Zhou Tong crushed the letter with his fingers and it turned into ashes, leaving only the admission ticket.

There was already a sharp light in his eyes.

When tomorrow comes, it's time to make a decision.

…

You Ye Lan fled outside the imperial capital, looking dazed and like a walking corpse.

Zhou Tong's compassionate look always lingered in her mind like a nightmare.

"The judgment of fate... judgment... On what basis can fate judge me? I refuse to accept it!"

She screamed in her heart, and before she knew it, her tears had begun to flow.

She is not a fool, on the contrary she is very smart.

Even though she kept reminding herself that Zhou Tong was just scaremongering to break her mind, it still had little effect and was like a thorn in her side!

"What do I have to be afraid of? I'm not afraid!"

She shouted, "Since I was born, I have been practicing Taoism at the age of three, building my foundation at the age of five, and becoming a talisman master at the age of seven. Now that I am over twenty years old, I have reached the seventh level of the Heaven-Severing Realm, and have reached the pinnacle of the sixth-level talisman master!"

If outsiders knew about her achievements, they would be astonished and regard her as a proud goddess.

This is indeed the case.

In the entire Tianshi clan, the clan leader dotes on her, the supreme elder loves her, her parents are proud of her, and her peers including the young master are all afraid of her and regard her as the hope of the entire clan!

She used to enjoy it with a clear conscience, but now, she feels that this kindness is suffocating.

If you want to take something, you must first give it.

There is absolutely no such thing as a pie falling from the sky.

"Could it be... I really am..."

She knelt on her knees, and her whole body trembled violently at the thought of that possibility.

"Who is crying so sadly? It's Xiao Yelan. Be good, Grandpa is here. Tell Grandpa if you have any grievances."

A kind voice came, instantly warming Youye Lan's heart.

"Shocked Grandpa!"

She burst into laughter, looking at the old man with white hair and beard beside her, and all the haze in her heart disappeared.

"Grandpa, why did you come just now? Your little Ye Lan is about to be bullied to death by others!"

Full of grievances, she threw herself into the old man's arms and acted coquettishly, as if this was her only harbor that could shelter her from the wind and rain.

"Be good, don't cry. If anyone dares to bully you, Grandpa will teach him a lesson!"

The old man's decisive words gave the girl a little comfort.

"Grandpa...you won't abandon me in the future, right?"

You Ye Lan raised her little face, which was red from crying, and asked timidly.

It was this expression that made an old saint tremble with fear and feel as if his heart was about to break.

As the backbone of the family, he naturally knows his fate as a material.

This is also the thing he hates most in his life.

Unconsciously, he recalled his youth.

Looking at his brothers and sisters who were tied to the altar, he roared at the then head of the family: "Why sacrifice my brothers and sisters? Give me time, I will be able to break the limit and lift the curse of the talisman master!"

He really did so, refused all sacrifices, played chess with the god of death, and broke through three life and death barriers in succession.

Now he has the body of a saint, a ninth-level talisman master, and stands at the pinnacle of the world.

This is a great miracle that inspires worship and admiration.

But he never fulfilled his promise.

Break the limits and lift the curse.

This sentence itself is a curse.

No one can define the limits, no one knows what is at the end of the road.

Embarking on a road of no return will end up heartbroken!

Over the years, he could only watch the talented and brilliant younger generations being tied to the altar.

Before they died, some of them cursed, some swore, and some cried, but no one could accept their fate with ease.

Because the meaning of their living has never been to die!

"Grandpa will protect you even if it costs him his life."

You Jingfeng's expression was indescribably sad, yet also full of determination.

It was these words that gave Youye Lan endless courage.

"Grandpa, I have something to tell you. The guy who bullied me seems to have a way to break the curse of the talisman master."

"what!"

As soon as these words came out, a startling light flashed in the old man's eyes.

"Why don't we capture him and force him to hand over the magic spell?"

"No... That guy is not someone you can easily mess with. It won't be too late to meet him after the auction is over."

The old man made the final decision and took You Ye Lan towards the imperial capital.

…

Feng Xiang Inn…

Mo Liusu summoned her disciples. For some reason, she looked full of energy and her spirit had reached a new peak, as if she was about to break through the cycle of reincarnation and enter the semi-saint realm.

"Master looks very healthy, is there any good news?"

Although Xia Hongxiu had a smile on her face, she wished she could bite her silver teeth to pieces.

Why hasn't this bastard died yet? He was about to be destroyed by the disaster a few days ago, but now he is still alive!

As soon as she thought of this, she looked at Zhou Tong fiercely.

If this waste had not returned in time, Mo Liusu would probably have been useless, and she would have swallowed up Mo Liusu's luck and become the supreme young man of her generation.

"But it doesn't matter. Fortunately, I got the lucky one."

She said in her heart and looked at Tang Qi.

"Tomorrow, if I help him get rid of that guest official, Tang Qi will fulfill his promise and help me remove the obstacles."

She felt at ease. If the man with great fortune personally killed Zhou Tong, she would not be affected by any cause and effect, and Mo Liusu's fortune would also become hers!

"Hongxiu is right. I am about to achieve a breakthrough."

Mo Liusu raised the corner of his mouth and glanced at "Zhou Tong" without any hurry.

In the past few days, she thought that she had survived the three disasters and four calamities, and if she could break through to the semi-saint level, she would be completely liberated.

By then, she will no longer need to rely on Zhou Tong.

When Mo Liusu thought about Zhou Tong daring to contradict her, she felt a surge of anger in her heart.

She had made up her mind that when everything was settled, she would deal with Zhou Tong thoroughly, making him submit to her forever and be under her control forever!

"Tomorrow you will follow me to the auction, and I will take you to see the world."

Mo Liusu held an admission ticket in his hand, on which was clearly printed the address of Room No. 2.

"Idiot!"

Lian Hanxing sneered in her heart as she touched the red rope on her wrist inconspicuously.

Mo Liusu thought she had survived the disaster, but in fact it was just an illusion she gave herself.