Zuan: "..."
What kind of constitution do I have? No matter what I do, I always manage to offend so many powerful figures.
Jian Yanyou was truly pitiful. His own younger brother plotted against him, wanting to inherit his wife and power, and his trusted subordinates also harbored the same ambitions.
I even lived in the Duke's mansion for a while under his identity...
Pshaw, I'm not as heartless as those two monsters.
Hearing all this, Yu Yanluo was both ashamed and angry: "You scoundrel, how could you have such filthy thoughts?"
Her brother-in-law had been eyeing her before, and now even the servants were eyeing her. When will this ever end?
"Hmph, you're just an accessory. Brother Jian Yanyou treats you like a goddess, but to me, you might not even be as attractive as a beautiful female bee," Uncle Ming sneered.
Yu Yanluo: "..."
Zuan: "..."
That beast is indeed a beast; his taste is truly unique.
Yu Yanluo took a deep breath to calm herself down, and still asked, "What about Yanyou? Is he being suppressed by you or what?"
Uncle Ming snorted: "Originally, he was supposed to wake up after a while. Once that drop of Purple Frost Divine Milk took shape and tempered his body, he would be completely reborn and be able to transform himself. Reaching the level of Earth Immortal in the future would be just around the corner."
"But I never imagined that the two of you would be hiding under the pond doing such filthy things..."
Hearing him say this, Yu Yanluo blushed. She wanted to say that they didn't, but then she thought, why bother explaining so much to this monster? So she didn't refute him.
Uncle Ming continued, "Moreover, that good-for-nothing Jian Taiding, in his despair, added all sorts of embellishments beside Jian Yanyou's body, saying how Zu'an had caused chaos in the inner quarters of the Duke's mansion. Jian Yanyou was already close to waking up and his consciousness had recovered somewhat, but this stimulation caused him to wake up early."
"And now he hasn't even broken through to the Grandmaster realm!" Uncle Ming was furious at the mention of this, stomping on Jian Taiding's head and rubbing it hard with his foot. "This guy is utterly useless and a complete hindrance!"
Zu An thought to himself, "No wonder this guy just brutally killed Jian Taiding; it turns out his resentment came from here."
Although his aura is now very close to that of a Grandmaster, he is not a Grandmaster after all. He is just one step away from that level, and most people in the world may never be able to break through in their entire lives.
Yu Yanluo frowned and said, "That's enough. He's already dead. Why humiliate him like this?"
"If his corpse wasn't still useful, I would have stomped his dog head on it right now." Uncle Ming spat angrily before continuing, "Because Jian Yanyou's soul fluctuated violently and he woke up prematurely, I was forced to advance my plan to possess him."
Yu Yanluo's expression changed: "So it was indeed Yan You who woke up at the beginning?"
"It's just a remnant of his soul," Uncle Ming sneered. "I've already planted a seed within him, so he couldn't resist my possession. It was only because his premature awakening disrupted my rhythm that a wisp of his soul leaked out. As for now, his soul has already become nourishment for me, hahaha~"
"You!" Yu Yanluo's pretty face turned cold. She directly rolled the "Thousand Miles of Mountains and Seas Map" in her hand towards the other party. The map grew longer in the wind, as if it had really turned into a world of mountains and seas, and she wanted to take it into it.
Moreover, the lightning and thunder in the painting this time clearly indicate that she has fully unleashed her murderous intent.
Uncle Ming smiled dismissively: "Just now, given that old man's physique and cultivation level, he was indeed somewhat wary of this thing of yours, but now..."
As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves, and the unfolding world of mountains and seas seemed to be enveloped by an invisible force, then gradually closed up again.
Finally, it reappeared in his hand as a scroll.
Uncle Ming played with the "Thousand Miles of Mountains and Seas Map" in his hand, clicking his tongue in amazement: "He clearly hasn't even reached the Grandmaster level, yet he can unleash a domain world that only a Grandmaster can open. It's truly amazing. He must be using the power of this item. This magic weapon is mine from now on."
"Pfft!" Yu Yanluo spat out a mouthful of blood. The loss of her magic weapon had clearly caused her serious injury.
At that moment, a flash of lightning appeared, and Zuan, wielding the Tai'a sword, transformed into a bolt of lightning, stabbing towards the opponent's vital points.
He didn't glance at Yu Yanluo again, lest he waste this rare opportunity.
Uncle Ming's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly raised his palm to meet the attack.
Although they were just a pair of fleshy palms, they were harder than metal, and when they clashed head-on with the Tai'a sword, they produced the sound of weapons clashing.
After the first move, Uncle Ming flashed several feet away, raised his hand to look at the sleeve that had been cut off, and couldn't help but show surprise: "You kid are indeed quite something, no wonder Jian Taiding fell into your hands."
"We underestimated them just now; now it's time to get serious."
As soon as he finished speaking, he spread his wings and pounced forward like a roc.
In that instant, the air around Zuan seemed to thicken, and an overwhelming aura filled the air.
However, he had fought against the world's top masters, so he was not afraid and dealt with each situation in an orderly manner.
His movements were unpredictable; he could create three or four identical clones each time. However, these feints were not very effective against an opponent comparable to a Grandmaster.
The other party could easily find his true identity.
However, Zuan did not expect these to deal with him. Instead, he used various unique skills to harass his opponent, so much so that for a time they were evenly matched.
Unfortunately, the difference in cultivation levels between the two sides was too great, and a prolonged defense would inevitably lead to defeat. Uncle Ming finally found an opportunity and struck Zu An heavily in the chest with a palm strike.
Zu An coughed up a mouthful of blood, feeling as if his internal organs had shifted. If his body had not been tempered multiple times by the Primordial Chaos Sutra, he would probably have been reduced to blood and flesh fragments by this palm strike.
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