The enraged Asura shouted the name of the Heavenly Court, and I immediately realized that this was the faction they belonged to…
The mark on the blood slave's brow is the symbol of the unified Heavenly Court...
"Are you from the Heavenly Court?"
Although I don't know what kind of force this is, the fact that they can have such a powerful Asura overseeing things and quietly cultivate so many secret forces suggests they are definitely not ordinary people...
"Hmph! Now you're scared? It's too late. Offending the Heavenly Court means you'll be hunted down..."
Shura roared arrogantly...
"Shut up. You really think you're living in heaven? That your dreams can come true? I'll take this clone of you, but my son will take your original body. Remember my son's name, it's Tuoba San..."
Even Shi Miaomiao, who was standing not far away, couldn't stand it anymore. What kind of time was this? She was still making enemies for her son…
Didn't you see your son almost got killed by this Asura? If the real Asura had attacked, how many moves could your son have withstood?
Even if you were to increase the difficulty for your son, you wouldn't jump straight to hell level, would you? Leave him some way out...
Shi Miaomiao looked at the unconscious Tuoba San on the ground and silently mourned for him for three seconds. Having such a troublesome father, he could only consider himself unlucky…
"Tuoba San, very good... I'll remember you..."
Although Shura was roaring, his voice was growing fainter and fainter…
If crows were to fly by, a few would probably fly over the forehead of Tuoba San, who was lying unconscious on the ground. How incredibly embarrassing! He was unconscious when a powerful enemy suddenly appeared out of nowhere...
boom…
Under the immense power of the Tathagata Palm, the Asura's blood was finally extinguished...
In the final moments before disappearing, I vaguely heard Shura's intermittent voice, but I couldn't make out exactly what he was shouting...
I subconsciously turned around and looked at Shi Miaomiao in the distance, asking...
"Miaomiao, did you hear clearly what Shura shouted at the end?"
Shi Miaomiao took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, and thought to herself: You can't hear me even though you're so close, how could I possibly hear you when I'm so far away?
However, I can only keep these thoughts to myself; I don't dare to say them out loud...
After calming herself down, Shi Miaomiao gave me a seductive smile and said in a coquettish tone...
"Whatever he says, he's just a defeated opponent. There's no need to take his words to heart..."
Listening to Shi Miaomiao's words, I had a strange feeling of being a tyrant. I suddenly thought of King You of Zhou, who played with the feudal lords by lighting the beacon fires to win a smile from a beauty. If I could win such an alluring smile from Shi Miaomiao, I would also be willing to be a tyrant for once...
"You're right, my son will handle anything that happens..."
I responded with complete agreement, leaving Shi Miaomiao speechless. The clone had almost killed Tuoba San, and now they were already thinking of having Tuoba San fight against the Shura's main body...
"Master, isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to... to put the young master in such a difficult position?"
Shi Miaomiao couldn't help but ask the question that had been lingering in her heart...
"Miaomiao, you don't understand. I'm doing all this for the child's good. A child's progress requires motivation and goals. The mistress has a clear goal, but she lacks motivation. So, as her father, I can only worry a little and create some motivation for her to improve. Others may not understand me, but how could you not understand my good intentions?"
Hearing my hypocritical words, Shi Miaomiao had a feeling that she had met the wrong person...
However, she still smiled and said...
"Master is right. Young Master is truly blessed to have a father like you..."
But in her heart, she felt sorry for Tuoba San; having such a father was truly unfortunate…
Moreover, she also realized that Tuoba San trusted me implicitly, believing everything I said from beginning to end...
Most importantly, after each encounter with danger, Tuoba San felt guilty and remorseful, believing that he had failed to protect his father...
"You really know how to talk..."
I held Shi Miaomiao in my arms, and started getting restless again, completely forgetting that my older son was still lying on the ground...
"Master, you're so mean! What will happen to the young master?"
Seeing that I was ignoring Tuoba San, Shi Miaomiao cautiously spoke up to remind me…
I suddenly slapped my forehead. My eldest son was injured and still unconscious on the ground. How could I have forgotten about him? This was seriously delaying my attempt to flirt with girls…
They quickly called over the four men—the Korean, the Japanese, the monkey, and the bald man—and carried them away…
The four of them gathered materials on-site, made a means of transport, and carried Tuoba San, following behind me as we left...
To avoid revealing my strength, I also ordered them not to say that I had repelled that Asura from the Heavenly Court, but to say that Tuoba San himself protected himself with golden light, causing the Asura to retreat on his own...
The five people didn't want to lie, but they couldn't disobey their master's orders, so they had no choice but to obediently agree...
Having someone with cultivation as a mount makes all the difference; they quickly left the Ghost Fiend Sect's territory...
As I was pondering how to further increase the difficulty for myself, two figures suddenly descended from the sky. One of the young men, looking excited, fawned over Shi Miaomiao and said...
"So you're the Holy Maiden of the Heartless Demon Sect. What a coincidence! Are you also going to the Heavenly Pride Dao Discussion Conference?"
Shi Miaomiao hadn't expected to run into acquaintances. She looked at the two people in front of her and said awkwardly...
"No…"
Just as she was about to say no, I quickly stopped her and said...
"Yes, may I ask who you two are?"
When Shi Miaomiao heard me speak, she stopped talking. She knew I was about to cause trouble again…
Sikong Liang looked at me with suspicion, wondering why I would interrupt. What right did an ordinary person have to speak up for Shi Miaomiao, the saintess?
"Miaomiao, is this how rude your people are?"
Sikong Liang looked at Shi Miaomiao with some displeasure and retorted, clearly not wanting to acknowledge me at all; in his mind, ordinary people weren't worthy of speaking to him…
"Master, this is Sikong Liang, the Holy Son of the Remnant Blood Sect. The old man behind him is his protector, known as the Faceless Old Man!"
Owner?
Sikong Liang was shocked because he couldn't sense any aura emanating from me, which made him somewhat insecure. He guessed in his heart that I might be a powerful expert, which was why he couldn't sense my aura...
"May I ask your name, senior?"
Sikong Liang didn't make a move immediately, but instead chose to probe my strength first...
"I'm just an ordinary person..."
I looked at him and said meaningfully…
These words stumped Sikong Liang. He didn't understand why I was so brave, directly admitting that I was an ordinary person. Didn't I know that he was a ruthless killer?
A sinister smile crept across Sikong Liang's face; he was already mentally rehearsing the scene of him skinning me alive…
"My son is Tuoba San..."
Upon hearing my words, Sikong Liang's smile froze on his face. He looked at Shi Miaomiao, then at me, and immediately understood what was going on...
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