Guo Jia was so surprised that his jaw dropped.
The next instant, the vines deftly burrowed into his mouth, shredding his internal organs.
A Golden Core cultivator isn't so easy to kill; as long as the Golden Core remains, he can heal his injuries.
With the strength of an ox, Guo Jia quickly pulled the vines outwards.
The pain spread from the chest and abdomen to the limbs and bones.
Finally, the vines were completely pulled out.
Guo Jia pulled out a dagger from his boot and cut it in two.
He finally had a chance to look up at the beauty beside him, only to find her smiling at him, her eyes showing no fear or any other emotion.
During the telephony, Guo Jia arrived at his previous answer.
The beauty is by no means a weakling.
It must be a powerful immortal from a sect whose cultivation far surpasses his!
He suddenly took three steps back and shouted to his remaining henchmen, "Retreat! Retreat!"
However, no one answered.
Guo Jia looked around the deck of the spirit boat; his underlings, who had been chuckling just moments before, were nowhere to be seen.
There wasn't even a corpse on the deck.
The corpse puppet stood expressionless beside the boatman.
Fear shot straight from the soles of my feet to the top of my head.
Guo Jia jumped off the spirit boat, intending to flee.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
The vines had already shot out at lightning speed, piercing straight through his abdomen.
He didn't feel any pain because he was already numb from the pain.
Guo Jia was pulled back by the vines and fell heavily onto the deck.
The vines, carrying a perfectly round bead, withdrew from his belly.
Su Diandian was dumbfounded. "Wow, Brother Tengman is really reliable."
The vines danced wildly in mid-air, appearing quite excited.
Su Diandian called out to it, "Come back as soon as you're done."
The vines obediently retracted into her dantian, and Su Diandian now held a golden pill in her hand.
She thought for a moment, then casually tossed the golden pill to Lu Xiang'er: "Catch."
Lu Xiang'er snapped out of her shock, only to find the golden pill in her hand burning hot: "Sister-in-law...sister-in-law...this?"
Qinglan explained with a faint smile, "You have no spiritual root, but you can still learn magic, you just need to use this golden core to cast spells."
"Hmm." Lu Xiang'er didn't know what to say for a moment, and tears welled up in her eyes.
With the help of this golden elixir, she gained the ability to protect herself.
Besides, there might be a sliver of a chance for revenge.
Guo Jia collapsed on the deck, looking at everything in despair.
Qinglan stepped forward slowly, looking down at him and said, "Guo Jia, the leader of the Ghost Head Gang, can be exchanged for five hundred high-grade spirit stones."
"Who...who are you?" Guo Jia looked at him unwillingly. He would not rest in peace if he died at the hands of an unknown person.
Qinglan smiled without saying a word.
"And he calls himself the Sect Master of the Xuancang Sect? He's just as greedy as Elder Chu, not even letting go of five hundred spirit stones." Su Diandian rolled her eyes as she walked up.
"Sigh, the wedding was a bit extravagant, and my third junior brother is insisting on having a make-up ceremony." A hint of helplessness flashed in Qinglan's eyes.
Although he was the high and mighty sect leader of the Xuancang Sect, he was still afraid of his own junior brother.
Su Diandian seized on the key point, "Wait a minute, is the Third Elder your junior brother? May I ask how old you are, Sect Master?"
Qinglan narrowed his eyes slightly, "Does my wife think her husband is too old?"
“It’s very old.” Su Diandian said with obvious disdain.
Listening to the two of them talking back and forth, even the resentment in Guo Jia's eyes disappeared.
Fate is truly cruel.
Who would believe that a powerful figure like Qinglan Lingzun, the sect leader of Xuancang Sect, would come to wipe out his entire gang for a mere five hundred spirit stones?
Spirit Stones...
Yes, he still has hope.
Guo Jia struggled to his feet. "Your Excellency Qinglan, I was blind and did not recognize your greatness."
"I have accumulated a lot of spirit stones over the years. I am willing to offer all of these spirit stones to the Spirit Lord, and I only ask that you spare my life."
"What? You don't want me to be your leader's wife anymore?" Qinglan said with a half-smile.
Guo Jia shook his head frantically, "It's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding. Even if I had the guts of a bear and the gall of a leopard, I wouldn't dare to make a move on you. So, please, please forgive me this time."
"No, that won't do." Qinglan's smile faded, her eyes revealing seriousness and coldness.
"In the past fifty years, you have intercepted more than a hundred spirit ships, haven't you?"
"And each time, no one was left alive."
Guo Jia had no way to defend himself, his spirit collapsed instantly, and he slumped to the ground.
Su Diandian sensed something amiss. "Sect Master, you're quite the schemer. You pointed out this aerial route. Did you plan to attack the Ghost Head Gang from the very beginning?"
"My wife is overthinking things. I don't have that kind of cunning." Qinglan looked at her with a smile. "My wife, how about we make a trip to the Ghost Head Gang's lair?"
Lu Xiang'er stepped forward, "Spirit Lord, I can lead the way."
"Then I'll trouble you," Qinglan said with a smile.
Lu Xiang'er jogged towards the Four Seasons Wasteland.
Guo Jia, with his head down, seized the opportunity, grabbed her neck, and pulled her into his arms, imprisoning her.
"Sister-in-law!" Lu Xiang'er exclaimed in surprise, as Guo Jia had already snatched back the golden pill.
He retreated to the edge of the deck with the hostage in tow, pleading, "Qinglan Spirit Lord, spare my life, or I'll make this little girl pay with her life."
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