Chapter 210 Clan Chief of the Wuqi Clan
Li Yuehua's mouth dropped open. "What did you say? I'm the... clan leader of the Wuqi Clan?!"
"good."
"Hahaha."
Li Yuehua laughed so hard she bent over, pointing at him, "Old Qin said I love to talk nonsense, but you can make up even more nonsense than me."
She wiped away her tears. "I am the patriarch of the Wuqi Clan. Then who are you?"
"High Priest of the Wuqi Clan".
Seeing his grim expression, Li Yuehua patted him on the shoulder. "Fellow Daoist, cultivation should be done step by step. Look at you, you're being too aggressive, your mind is all muddled. Here, I have some Mind-Clearing and Spirit-Nourishing Pills, not expensive, five spirit stones, buy one get one free, want a bottle?"
"Do you have a crescent-shaped birthmark on your forearm?"
Li Yuehua was taken aback, and her smile faded slightly.
How did you know?
"At midnight tonight, look into this mirror at your birthmark, and you will see everything."
A mirror flew into Li Yuehua's palm. She looked down at it and said, "This mirror looks pretty good. Where did you get it from...?"
"Huh? Where is everyone?"
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next day
Li Yuehua and her group ventured deep beneath the magma, triggering numerous mechanisms along the way.
But with Li Yuehua around, they resolved each problem effortlessly.
Until they encountered the human face on the wall.
They were everywhere, above and below, densely packed, covering the ground.
"Heavens... what is this?!"
"ah!"
The disciple walking in front let out a scream as he was dragged into the wall.
This horrifying scene shocked even those who were well-versed in cultivation.
"Don't move!"
Li Yuehua shouted and then took out several beads from her storage bag.
Elder Qin's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets when he saw what she was about to do. "You traitorous disciple, you're going to..."
With a loud "boom".
The wall was blown to pieces by Li Yuehua.
At the same time, the ghost faces that were moving along the wall were also separated.
The jumbled rubble, like a maze, temporarily trapped them.
"Cough cough cough..."
Elder Qin crawled out of the rubble, covered in dust and grime, and was furious. "Couldn't you have aimed carefully before you threw it!"
Li Yuehua said with a grin, "Oh dear, those are all young disciples over there. What if they can't withstand the frying? You're thick-skinned, so a little frying won't hurt you."
"you!"
Seeing that Elder Qin was so angry that he was about to kill someone, Elder Qingmu quickly advised, "The important matter is the priority."
When the dust from the explosion cleared, an entrance was revealed in the wall.
The elders exchanged glances and then looked at Yun Qingyu on the other side. "Qingyu, you take the disciples out first, and we'll go take a look."
As soon as you enter the blasted opening, a wave of heat hits you.
Elder Qin glanced around, then looked down at his feet, and took two steps back. "This is the Rock Core."
Looking down from the edge where they stood, the molten lava, billowing and churning with flames, surged and churned violently. Huge bubbles constantly rose from the surface of the lava, then burst with a "pop," spewing out countless scorching droplets that seemed to burn away the surrounding air.
However, in that very spot where the temperature was the highest, there was actually a person standing there.
The temperature had no effect on him; he walked upwards through the void as if stepping on invisible stairs.
"who!"
Elder Qin stood in front, demanding sternly, "What kind of evil spirit are you! State your name immediately!"
In the blink of an eye, he was in front of them.
He looked at Li Yuehua, who was traveling with them, and his gaze darkened.
"You've regained your memories, and you still want to associate with them?"
Under Elder Qin's questioning gaze, Li Yuehua scratched the back of her head. "Memories? What memories?"
His voice deepened, "Didn't you see that mirror?"
"Sigh, that's all from my past life. Why would I look at it? Wouldn't that just make me upset?"
Li Yuehua has always lived by the motto of "getting by one day at a time".
A past life?
What is the connection between her past life and her present life?
He seemed surprised by Li Yuehua's reaction and froze on the spot.
"Enough!"
Elder Qin roared, "Where did this fiend come from, daring to bewitch my disciple? Take this!"
The four elders acted simultaneously.
Even the most powerful immortals could not withstand such a fatal blow.
The next second, the masked man vanished from his spot, leaving only the surging spiritual energy in the air.
At the same time, several black snakes appeared on the ground.
"careful!"
To avoid the black snake, the group split up to deal with it.
Just as Li Yuehua was about to take out her magic weapon to help, she was suddenly blocked by an invisible barrier.
The masked man landed in front of her, grabbed something, and the mirror reappeared before her.
With a wave of his hand.
In the blink of an eye, unfamiliar scenes appeared all around Li Yuehua.
The first scene.
She stood amidst a group of masked people, dressed in a red robe, holding a staff aloft, clearly the leader of the group.
And standing beside her was none other than the masked man.
The second scenario.
She led the Wuqi clan into battle, and their opponents were all Daoist cultivators.
This is the great war between the Wuqi tribe a thousand years ago.
The sounds of battle on the battlefield were deafening.
Looking up, a giant golden dragon shimmered in the air, so bright it was hard to open one's eyes, and one could vaguely make out a person standing on it.
...
The person seemed incredibly familiar to Li Yuehua. Just as she was about to look at him, the scene before her eyes faded, revealing a ghostly face standing in front of her.
He approached slowly, his deep voice like a large net, gradually closing in.
“Our Wuqi clan possesses the art of longevity and has lived peacefully for thousands of years. Yet these Daoist cultivators, out of fear of us, call us demons. In that great war a thousand years ago, you sacrificed yourself to protect your people, burying them deep underground.”
"For the past thousand years, I have been reviving you. Now the time has come. As long as you open the array core, you can revive them."
After seeing all that, Li Yuehua finally realized that the person in front of her was not a madman.
She scratched her head. "So, I really am a clan leader."
Upon hearing her admit it, Ghost Face's brows relaxed. "Not bad."
Li Yuehua interrupted him, saying with great interest, "Hey, since I'm the clan leader, shouldn't you listen to me?"
"As the clan leader, you have the authority to command your clan members."
Li Yuehua clapped her hands, "That's great! Quickly take these black snakes back and release us, then give me another 20,000 spirit stones."
"What did you say?"
After a brief moment of surprise, the masked man said in a somber tone, "You don't want to work with me to revive the Wuqi Clan; you want to abandon me."
"Oh dear, revitalizing the Wuqi Clan sounds exhausting. Besides, each member of the Wuqi Clan has lived for thousands of years. Even Dao cultivators rarely live that long. I think they've lived long enough. Let's take a break."
"Heh, I think you've really been spending too much time with Daoist cultivators and have forgotten your original ambitions."
"Hey, I don't like hearing that. What have we Daoist cultivators done to offend you? Look, we seek immortality and ask the Dao. To seek immortality, we must enter the Dao. Why doesn't anyone say that seeking immortality and asking the Dao is inappropriate for the Wuqi Clan?"
The air was silent for a few seconds before his voice regained its calm, "Since you think so highly of Daoist cultivation, then I'll show you just how hypocritical Daoist cultivation really is."
Even the fiery red lava couldn't cool the chilling intent in his voice. He looked at the four elders, a sinister smile playing on his lips.
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