Chapter 403: Repeated Probing, Since Ancient Times

It seemed Zheng Fa’s earlier behavior had misled Baihua Xianzi and the others into believing he truly possessed Dao Fruit potential.

Thus, when speaking of the Dao Fruit, they did not avoid Zheng Fa.

Yet at this moment, Zheng Fa’s heart was filled with doubt, though his face showed nothing; instead, he listened while performing—eyes bright, smiling, nodding.

Baihua Xianzi added:

“This is the origin of our Five Sects, and the root of the sects’ conflicts.”

She looked again at Mo Huaijin, vaguely recalling their meeting years ago—he had been cold, composed, handsome, and now he was still that same handsome, composed man, unchanged in the slightest.

Du Yutong thought: what else could it be? They had sown discord, naturally to make Wei Xuan misunderstand Cui Bingrou as planning to betray him; once Wei Xuan decided to kill Cui Bingrou, she would have no choice but to grasp at A Ying as her lifeline and reveal everything.

Then, at this moment, A Ying suddenly noticed Wei Xuan, approaching him with a pleading expression, lightly gliding before him.

After all, Wan Zhang had specifically brought this old man along and remained so calm the whole time—he must have some extraordinary ability.

Xi Lu si glanced at Ao Erfa, said nothing, and turned her focus back to fighting Cheng Huayi, primarily practicing defense against assassin attacks.

He genuinely considered whether, if he simply conceded, he might truly avoid this ordeal today.

The group of five led by Bo Feng Shuimen planned to pass directly through the Rain Country battlefield, infiltrate behind the Rock Ninja camp, and meet with the Third Tsuchikage, Danye Mu.

After they left, an old man stepped out from a nearby wagashi shop; she glanced at the sky, then shook her head.

Yet now, because of this necessary alliance with Pei Nanxuan, A Ying was forced to confront it within herself.

“Iron Gall, how the hell do you know Maoshan Daoist arts?” After resting, seeing Iron Gall seem perfectly fine again, I asked curiously.

Emperor Jinglong, enraged, laughed bitterly; the accumulated fury of years erupted instantly, sending a chill from Night Huanyu’s feet up his spine.

Since this was the place marked on the map, there must be some clue. ‘There must be something I’ve missed,’ she told herself inwardly.

“By the way, why aren’t you afraid of lightning?” With divine and demonic techniques useless, they now had to rely on brute force; unable to quickly defeat the four shamans, Xie Yutian suddenly grew restless, fixating on his earlier question.

Ban Huai and Ban Heng nodded obediently; on the matter of horsemanship, father and son only listened to Ban Hui.

Looking at the phone number, Huo Nantian’s eyes slowly darkened, as if transforming into an unbreakable fog.

Rivest watched An Zeyi’s retreating figure, his handsome face slowly twisting into a mad, grotesque grin, making his once-beautiful features appear monstrously ugly.

The Rong clan had been a prestigious family for centuries; saying they were “not a prominent clan” or “left behind only a few relics” was merely modesty—when it came to ancestors who had held great positions or stored gold and treasures, the Ban family truly could not match the Rong family.

This was too strange; my mind raced—this big-chested girl had been a burden all along, so why had she suddenly become like a superhero? Had drinking my blood in the Witch Palace triggered some mutation? But I’m the original body too, and those sand zombies didn’t fear me.

‘A calm heart remains unmoved.’ Mu Qingge silently recited this phrase, striving to steady her emotions.

Ye Fei was startled, pulled open his clothes, and a glowing white diamond-shaped stone rolled out; since he had unknowingly obtained this strange stone during the examination and emerged from the insect tower, it had remained by his side.