"Master Chen, we've taken care of two, and one escaped."
"Understood, we'll continue to observe."
When Shen Zhao received Ding Bu'er's message talisman, she was leisurely lying in Langhuan Cave.
He closed his eyes slightly, listening to the pleasant melody played by the wind, and his thoughts drifted along with it.
In the silent cave, time seemed to stand still. Only a gentle breeze caressed his face, bringing a refreshing scent, like a lover's touch, tender and delicate.
Shen Zhao quietly enjoyed the tranquility of the moment, hoping that one day he could truly let go of everything and return to true peace.
"It's about time I got some exercise."
After a brief silence, Shen Zhao suddenly stood up and stretched.
After calculating the time, He Yishou and his group should have finished their business by now.
Even if all four quasi-emperors return now, he is no longer worried. As long as the ancient imperial energy buried in the core of the earth is absorbed, the Seven-Colored Saint Monarch Rock will be like a turtle in a jar, which can be manipulated at will.
He decided to first explore the surroundings of Shengjun Rock to make full preparations for taking the Supreme Palace directly.
"Uncle Ghost Wolf!"
Just as Shen Zhao was about to leave Langhuan Cave, a clear shout rang out outside the cave.
His face darkened, and he quickly leaped and disappeared into the crevice between the rocks.
Yang Mian'er skipped and hopped into the Langhuan Cave, looked around, and seeing no sign of the ghost wolf, scratched her head in surprise and asked:
"That's strange, where did Uncle Ghost Wolf go? He rarely leaves this place."
Upon seeing this, Shen Zhao thought for a moment and immediately appeared in front of Yang Mian'er.
Yang Mian'er was startled: "Who are you and why are you here?"
At the same time, he drew the sinister and eerie soft-bone silver whip from his waist and assumed a defensive posture.
Shen Zhao: "There are such evil weapons in the Holy Monarch Rock. It seems you are not a good person either."
Before Yang Mian'er could react, she felt a sudden gust of wind sweep by, and Shen Zhao was already behind her, one hand pressing down on her shoulder.
At this moment, the afterimage of the previous scene still lingered in front of Yang Mian'er.
"What kind of movement technique is that? It's so fast!"
"You flatter me."
"Ouch~ You're hurting me~"
With a slight exertion of force, Shen Zhao caused Yang Mian'er to break out in a cold sweat from the pain.
"Can't you be a little gentler? Compared to Brother Qin, you're far inferior."
Shen Zhao's eyeliner darkened: "I said, before you boast about whether your lover is better than me,
"Can you at least figure out the situation first? You're my hostage now, so you'd better tell me how to get to the Supreme Emperor's Mansion."
Yang Mian'er angrily said, "What are you going to the Supreme Palace for? Are you looking for death? Let me tell you, Uncle Ghost Wolf will be back soon!"
He's a quasi-Emperor level cultivator. If he knew you bullied me, he would tear you to pieces... Ah... It hurts..."
Before she could finish speaking, a sharp, electric-like burning pain shot through her shoulder, as if countless steel needles were piercing it simultaneously. The pain was so intense that she could barely breathe, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"I have no interest in arguing with you. Take me to the Supreme Palace now, or don't blame me for being ruthless."
Hearing the death warning in her ear, Yang Mian'er became even more furious.
She had never suffered much hardship in her life. The only pain she felt was when Qin Feng first took advantage of her and turned her into a real woman.
But it was a bittersweet experience.
At any other time, she was pampered and cared for, unlike this violent man in front of her who showed no tenderness whatsoever.
"It seems you're even more stubborn than I thought. Don't worry, I have plenty of ways to make you submit."
As Shen Zhao tightened his grip, preparing to give Yang Mian'er another little shock, she finally backed down: "Alright, stop hurting me. I'll take you, okay?"
"If you had listened to me earlier, wouldn't this have been the end of it? Now hurry up and leave!"
Under Shen Zhao's shoving, Yang Mian'er had no choice but to obediently clear the way ahead.
But in her heart she thought, "Hmph, you dare to hit me? I'll have Brother Qin Feng teach you a lesson. First, I'll lure him to Bibo Pool and have Brother Qin Feng stand up for me and beat you to death."
Having made up her mind, Yang Mian'er led Shen Zhao together towards Bibo Pool.
...
Those who frequently cause trouble for their fathers should know that this is an extremely difficult undertaking, requiring specific professional skills. Otherwise, if things are exposed, being betrayed by one's own father is the most basic outcome.
However, the unintentional sabotage between couples is already a common occurrence in this ethereal and unpredictable world of cultivation.
For example, right now, Yang Mian'er brought Shen Zhao to Bibo Pool, hoping that Qin Feng would stage a beautiful scene of a hero rescuing a beauty.
But she never expected that this act of castration would send her lover, who had taken her virginity, to his doom.
"Young master, the Supreme Palace is just ahead."
"This is the Supreme Palace? It's clearly a lake."
"Once we cross this emerald pool, we will see the Supreme Palace."
The closer Yang Mian'er got to Bibo Pool, the more excited she became.
She was already fantasizing about the magnificent scene of Qin Feng utterly beating the guy behind her who had bullied her.
Shen Zhao didn't say anything and continued to follow Yang Mian'er toward Bibo Pool.
As he walked to the entrance of Bibo Pool, the corners of his mouth gradually began to turn up slightly.
When Yang Mian'er saw that familiar figure, her eyes lit up and she immediately shouted.
"Qin..."
Click~
However, before she could finish speaking, Shen Zhao behind her snapped her neck without any mercy.
Yang Mian'er looked on in disbelief, and when she turned back for the last time, she saw Shen Zhao's indifferent face.
At this moment, Qin Feng sat cross-legged by the Bibo Pool, breathing rapidly, his face flushed red.
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