Chapter 120 I want that talkative girl
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Mu Jianjian frowned. Upon hearing the word "master" in the other person's words, an ominous premonition rose in her heart. Countless colorful butterflies appeared in her right pupil and flew towards a corner of the dark pool. She made a decision immediately and leaped to Chong Honglian's side, wanting to deal with him before his so-called "master" arrived.
Don't go!
On the other side, Wuhen, who was holding a giant umbrella, suddenly turned cold. For the first time, his face turned cold. As if he were looking at a few ants, he raised his hand and swept away the cultivators who were hitting him. He then took a step towards the girl.
Mu Jianjian heard Wuhen's shout from afar. Her right eye flashed, and she abandoned the idea of dealing with Chong Honglian. She gathered her inner energy and moved to a distance of several dozen meters.
And where she had landed, a huge crater had appeared!
Even the pus in the dark pool was splashed up, as if in fear of that power, shrinking back in the opposite direction of the giant pit.
Immediately afterwards, a tall man in black robes appeared. He raised his hands, which were as thin as withered branches, and the souls that had been released due to the broken furnace were all absorbed back into his hands!
"Ah! You old geezer, let me out!"
"No, save me! I don't want to be kept in captivity and eaten anymore!"
"Waaaaah... Help! May you two, master and disciple, die a horrible death!"
"..."
Countless souls let out mournful cries at the last moment before being sucked in, instantly drawing the attention of everyone present. They were all infected by the despair and loneliness emanating from these souls, as if immersed in it, and felt an inexplicable fear.
Mu Jianjian stared intently at the black-robed man's back, not daring to relax her vigilance.
If she hadn't listened to Wuhen, she probably would have been trampled into the giant pool and become one of the skeletons inside!
Everyone held their breath as the black-robed man raised his hand and squeezed again. The previously dissipated phantom of Chong Honglian became solid again and, under his guidance, began to devour the captured souls.
"You managed to dodge it, that's quite a strange secret technique." The man turned around, his face completely obscured by the shadow under his hat, making it impossible to see his appearance or expression. His voice was sharp and androgynous, sounding more like a woman's. "My disciple, I've told you many times that you can't be too careless when fighting others, otherwise you'll easily be taken advantage of by this little rat."
Mu Jianjian, who was called "Little Mouse," remained expressionless as she met the man's gaze, her mind filled with the screams of countless souls that had just been ravaged.
That's really awful. Even after killing someone, they don't let them go. While burning their soul with bluish-purple flames, they also use this to nourish their own spirit.
They forcibly kept the dead in the mortal world, preventing them from being reincarnated.
As a phantom, Chong Honglian was wolfing down and tearing at the soul in the black-robed man's hand, his expression greedy and ferocious, without saying a word.
"But I don't blame you. These rats only know how to hide in the shadows and sneak up to pick up scraps. They can't do anything respectable. It's just a pity that a few souls were let go by these little rats."
He used "only" instead of "individual," indicating that he no longer considered those souls as human beings.
Mu Jianjian thought the man's voice sounded a bit like that of a eunuch in an ancient palace drama, and she actually asked, "Are you a eunuch?"
The room fell silent upon hearing this.
Although the cultivation continent is dominated by major sects, there are still small countries among the various forces, so everyone understands what the girl meant by "eunuch".
Wuhen, who was holding an umbrella and leaping through the air above the giant pool, paused for a moment and rubbed his forehead.
What is she saying?
How come he's even bolder than him?
Mu Jianjian seemed oblivious to the somber atmosphere. She smiled and asked, "What does this senior mean by 'presentable'?"
"Does it mean your apprentice killed someone in the same team to save his own life? Does it mean you call your master to bully the younger generation when you can't win a fight? Or does it mean someone who is clearly in the wrong still acts superior and lectures others?"
"Ah, if you don't speak, did what I just said touch a nerve?" Mu Jianjian's smile masked barely concealed anger. "Or is this something you already know?"
The moment she finished speaking, Mu Jianjian experienced a brief period of blindness. A red light landed in front of her door, and the resulting gale even split the entire pool of pus into two waves, creating a towering force.
A giant umbrella adorned with runes was held up and blocked in front of him by a sturdy figure.
At the same time, a handsome face turned his head, his eyes probing, "I've never seen you so impulsive before."
"I'm sorry." Mu Jianjian lowered her head.
She had entered the realm of the Yellow Springs and personally experienced how painful and helpless it was for a lonely soul with nowhere to go, just like the original owner who had been lonely for a hundred years in front of the Yellow Springs Waterfall.
So when she released the souls from the furnace and then saw them being captured again, it would be a lie to say she wasn't furious.
"Hey, hey, hey, why are you apologizing to your brother!" Wuhen removed the cracked talisman from the umbrella, which had lost its true energy, and held the umbrella back on his shoulder. He smiled at the man in black robes, "If we're brothers, we'll be loyal to each other. You said it yourself."
"Okay." Mu Jianjian smiled and took out all the rotten fruits that had been separated by the attack, which were covered by pus, and stood side by side with Wuhen.
This is a good opportunity to see where Wuhen's true strength lies.
Let's see if he really is... Male Five Leaf Genji.
The system suddenly popped into my head: "Everyone else is here to grab the fruit, but you're here to buy it."
Mu Jianjian: ...
Seeing that his true energy was blocked by the giant umbrella with runes, the man in black robes threw the rebuilt furnace onto the shore. He ignored the illusory figure of Chong Honglian that was being pulled to the side and flew directly to the two of them.
If she kills them both, all these treasures will be hers.
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Jingxu Garden, Chunyuan Residence —
The elders and disciples watched as the black-robed man appeared in the illusion of the formation, their expressions varying.
“Cai Zu, the Second Elder breaks the rules every time, so why should we adhere to these rules? Last time it was the same, he used his seniority to suppress the junior, and even took away the soul of the Third Elder’s disciple! If this continues, who knows if he will turn his attention to us!”
Cai Hua sat cross-legged on the high seat, exhaling a puff of white smoke from her crimson lips. Her beautiful face was expressionless. She chuckled softly at the man's words below, as if she were a fairy brought to life from a painting. "What sect are we from? What rules do we follow? However..."
Each word felt like it was stepping on a person's body, sending a shiver down their spine.
“But this time, I’d like to break the rules,” Cai Hua said, throwing his pipe onto the wooden table. “I want the talkative girl.”
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