Chapter 1299 Otherwise What
Liuyun Temple.
After eating the vegetarian meal, Song Chunxue met the demonic cultivator who could pull people into dreams and kill them, the Dream Lord.
At the same time, they also met Huo Xiang, the leader of the Demonic Path Sect.
"It's been a long time, Master Song."
"My lord, it's been a long time." Song Chunxue looked at the person behind him. "Do you know what this person intended to do to me before?"
"I didn't know before, but now I know everything. This person is entirely up to Master Song to deal with." Huo Xiang pushed Meng Zhongjun in front of Song Chunxue. "He actually had wicked thoughts and wanted you to help him break through his realm. This person is a disgrace to the demon race and has been expelled from the demonic sect."
Night had fallen when they were in a small courtyard, and everyone was there.
While the others watched the game and chatted in the main hall, Song Chunxue stood at the door and said, "Let's talk in private."
When Huo Xiang saw Zhang Chengxuan get up and walk over here, she understood that the others would not interfere in this matter for the time being.
He felt much relieved; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to explain what happened today.
The culprit beside him, Meng Zhongjun, stood dejectedly, looking as if he hadn't woken up yet.
Song Chunxue's previous investigation with her divine sense was correct; this person was indeed not good-looking, and even had a bitter expression.
She had thought that people who could control dreams would either be ethereal or terrifying, but she never expected them to be so ordinary.
"Let's go over there, I have something to ask you." Song Chunxue pointed to a corner not far away.
“His cultivation level is above yours, so don’t let your guard down…”
"My Lord, I know you haven't expelled him from the demonic path. If he runs away, can't you control him?" Song Chunxue looked at Huo Xiang indifferently. "As far as I know, there aren't many people who can practice such techniques, and it's easy to go into demonic possession. Are you really willing to drive him away?"
Huo Xiang felt embarrassed, as if she had been seen through. "I couldn't hide it from you after all. We've known each other for a long time. Don't worry, I'll give you an explanation. Luckily, you're capable enough not to be hurt by him, otherwise I wouldn't have the face to show up here today."
"But, do you also want to do this?" Huo Xiang lowered her voice. "I advise you not to try it lightly. This line of work requires talent."
It has to be said that he knows her quite well.
Song Chunxue smiled slightly, "It's alright, I was just asking."
Mengzhongjun glanced at Huoxiang, then obediently followed behind Song Chunxue to the plum tree in the corner of the courtyard.
It's not even December yet, so the plum blossoms haven't bloomed and the trees are bare.
Two lanterns hung in the courtyard, casting a dim light.
When Mengzhongjun saw Song Chunxue's eyes, he inexplicably felt a sense of panic.
Clearly, three hours ago, he was determined to get this person.
"We're not in a hurry to settle scores today. I just want to ask you, what is your relationship with Huan Yu? Did you two conspire together?"
Meng Zhongjun shook his head. "Why would I want to collude with a woman who knows seductive arts? Am I afraid I'll live too long?"
"Then can you teach me dream cultivation?"
Meng Zhongjun hesitated, "What you want is a Daoist dream cultivator, but I am a demonic cultivator who feeds on terror. Your master will definitely not agree."
"Well, you can teach me those techniques, right? Everything has its roots, and many things are interconnected. I just find them fun, practicing them for fun, as a way to protect myself." Song Chunxue held out her hand. "You must have some secret dream cultivation techniques, right?"
Meng Zhongjun was somewhat apprehensive and carefully took out a book. "If I had known you were a disciple of Banyue Immortal, I wouldn't have dared to make a move on you."
"When did you become attached to Lord Xie?"
"Before that, the moment you made eye contact," Meng Zhongjun said irritably, "I thought you would be hesitant because you cared about his life, but I didn't expect you to try to blow me up right away."
Song Chunxue kicked him, "You have the nerve to say that? How was I supposed to know there were such monsters as you in the world? You're quite frightening."
"You...you dare kick me!" Meng Zhongjun stammered, shaking his sleeves in a cowardly manner. "I'm a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, do you know the consequences of kicking me?"
"But you've become my defeated opponent, which shows you're a fraud."
"You!" Meng Zhongjun was furious. "Back then, you almost destroyed my foundation. I've never had a lunatic like you. You think you can make me admit that you're better than me? Dream on."
“I don’t care whether you admit it or not,” Song Chunxue said in a low voice. “Give me two more cultivation manuals, or I’ll have Huo Xiang cripple your cultivation.”
"..." Meng Zhongjun gritted his teeth, "You're lucky you actually know our Lord, otherwise, you wouldn't have..."
Song Chunxue casually took out the Overlord Sword, touched the blade, and raised the tone at the end of her voice, "Otherwise what?"
Severely injured, yet you still dare to challenge her? Then continue practicing your swordsmanship to settle your score.
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