Chapter 562: Ancestor of the Thief Cultivators

In the boundless swamp, a huge leech traveled rapidly through the muddy water.

Li Li Banfeng sat on the back of the leech, holding an umbrella in his hand.

Ma Wu and Feng Daiku, who were traveling with him, both carried umbrellas. The umbrellas could not only block the muddy water splashing around but also block the flesh and blood that occasionally flew over. This leech had to forage frequently on the way.

Ma Wu touched the leech's back: "Old Seven, if we were walking on flat ground, the little sister might not be faster than you, but in this swamp, your footsteps can't land

A leech is also known as a 'Ma', or 'Mei'; that is exactly what the leech beneath them is.

Li Li Banfeng looked at Mei's body; it was a bit smaller than Madam Madame Suoe, but quite a bit larger than the mother and daughter.

"Old Five, how did you and Mei meet?"

Ma Wu affectionately stroked the wrinkles on the leech's back: "Sha Sha Dingzhong sent strange creatures to my territory to test out land reclamation. The other strange creatures all knew the way and started working immediately, but only Mei didn't know the way.

She circled the territory for a whole day. She didn't meet any land reclaimers, but she met me. Wouldn't you say Mei is stupidly cute?"

Feng Daiku sneered: "Whether she's stupid or calculating, that's really hard to say."

Ma Wu shook his head and sighed: "What schemes could Mei possibly have? I told her we had an emergency here, and Mei set off with us without a second word. Just looking at this sincerity, where could you find it in an ordinary person?"

Feng Daiku nodded and said: "That capital of yours is also something you can't find in an ordinary person. Once Mei took one look, she couldn't walk away."

Ma Wu smiled modestly: "You flatter me, you flatter me."

Li Li Banfeng said: "When you were investing your capital in Mei, weren't you afraid she'd suck your blood?"

Ma Wu waved his hand: "That little bit of blood is nothing worth mentioning."

While they were talking, Mei leaped over a mud puddle, dragged out a massive salamander from within, sucked the salamander's blood and flesh dry in two or three gulps, and tossed it to the side of the road with a shake of her head.

Mei let out a satisfied burp, and the group jolted slightly. Ma Wu hurriedly protected the celadon jar in his hands.

Ma Wu had been holding this jar the entire way. Li Li Banfeng had thought it was some kind of magic treasure, but he couldn't sense any spiritual nature from it, and couldn't even hear a single note of spiritual sound.

Li Li Banfeng asked: "What exactly is this jar used for?"

Before Ma Wu could open his mouth, Feng Daiku spoke: "This is Fifth Brother's godson."

Li Li Banfeng was stunned: "Since when did you have a godson?"

Ma Wu smiled: "If you want to call it a godson, that's not wrong. It's destined that I have this fate with these children.

This is Mei's child. Inside, there are five egg cocoons, and each egg cocoon can have over twenty children. Added together,

that's about a hundred or so.

I told Mei to leave the children with me so I could look after them. She said their clan has a rule:

children cannot stay by their side and must be sent far away."

Feng Daiku nodded: "That's right, they definitely have to be sent far away. With these hundred or so children, it's hard to say how many are daughters. If they all fell into Fifth Brother's hands, the seniority would be impossible to sort out."

The leech arched her body, almost knocking Feng Daiku off.

Actually, Feng Daiku was right; the leech was indeed worried about her own daughter falling into Ma Wu's hands, but she felt it was embarrassing to say this out loud.

Being bumped like that, Feng Daiku was also angry. Just as she was about to lose her temper, Ma Wu advised from the side: "What's wrong with you? Why are you so angry these past two days?

?"

Feng Daiku didn't make a sound. Even if she wanted to explain, she couldn't.

How could she say this? With her status, could she really be jealous of a leech?

Moreover, right now, they really had to rely on this leech to travel.

From Ma Wu's New Land to Flower Immortal Manor, there were over a dozen roads they could take. The closest one was this swamp, and the one most skilled at walking in swamps was this Mei.

Passing a mud puddle ahead, there was another jolt. The glove crawled out of Li Li Banfeng's pocket to catch its breath.

Li Li Banfeng touched the glove and asked in a low voice: "What's the situation?"

"No situation, just feeling flustered, inexplicably flustered. It's like I heard some movement, or like I ran into an acquaintance."

The glove took a few breaths of fresh air, seemed to recover, and immediately returned to the pocket. It looked like it was carsick.

Mei was still slithering at high speed when she suddenly shouted: "Fifth Brother, be careful!"

A large mass of mud suddenly splashed up from the ground, almost hitting Ma Wu.

Li Li Banfeng grabbed a handful of silt and touched it. The silt here was very special, a bit like the clay near Blue Poplar Village,

and it was extremely sticky.

"Old Five, I learned how to walk back then in a swamp, right?"

Ma Wu nodded: "Yes, at that time we went to the New Land to collect clay. You suddenly stole a step, and it even gave me a fright."

Looking at the boundless swamp, Li Li Banfeng was quite emotional.

Li Li Banfeng had not yet fulfilled his promise to the Lady. When he used the technique of Shadow and Reflection, he still couldn't use other techniques, and he didn't dare ask the Lady to take him to the second floor.

"I have to come here often to cultivate in the future."

Ma Wu said: "Then you must be very careful. The silt here is very thick; once you get stuck, you can't move."

"If I had the cultivation of the Cloud Realm, I should be able to break free, right?"

"You can't break free," Sun Sun Peiying shook her head. "Once I stick you here, unless you shed your skin, you absolutely cannot break free!"

Glue Cultivator Sun Sun Peiying, the local deity of Sticky Ditch, used a mass of paste to stick He He Jiaqing to the ground.

He He Jiaqing was also hit by Huahu Manchun's technique of Joyful Fire Burning the Body, and his body began to catch fire from the inside out.

Reaching this point, He He Jiaqing seemed to have nothing left to do but wait for death. Standing to the side, Chu Yaoqian had to find a way to save herself.

But how could she save herself?

Kneel on the ground and kowtow?

Given the current situation, even if she kowtowed until her head was broken, Huahu Manchun wouldn't spare her.

Run for her life directly?

She wasn't very fast, and she was still carrying Huahu Manchun's technique. Moreover, she didn't want to leave He He Jiaqing here to fend for himself.

She really didn't want to abandon He He Jiaqing. Although she was having trouble even protecting herself, He He Jiaqing had provoked Huahu Manchun to save her, and she hadn't forgotten this friendship.

Chu Yaoqian crossed her arms, twisted her waist, and swayed her hips gently, beginning to dance.

She was a Dance Cultivator, and Huahu Manchun knew her sect and her strength.

Among the local deities of the New Land, Chu Yaoqian had a great reputation, and her skills were indeed not small.

But she couldn't block any of these three local deities of the Zheng Land, let alone fight three against one.

Glue Cultivator Sun Sun Peiying was an old woman who glared at Chu Yaoqian: "This woman twists so lewdly. I can't stand such a slut. In a moment, I'll stick her lewd hooves so she can't release her scent."

"I think you're just old and useless, jealous of others," Thought Cultivator Ren Ren Antian laughed. "Look how well she dances; I'm willing to watch this!"

Chu Yaoqian changed her dance steps and suddenly arrived in front of Ren Ren Antian.

Ren Ren Antian was a Thought Cultivator; among the three, his close-quarters combat ability was the worst. Chu Yaoqian had grasped this point and wanted to fight him first.

But just as she was about to strike, her dance steps suddenly became chaotic, and she almost fell. When she got up to look, Ren Ren Antian was already standing far away.

"Miss, did you take a fancy to this old man?" Ren Ren Antian stroked his beard. "We haven't even agreed on a price, and you're already throwing yourself at me?"

How could the footsteps of a Dance Cultivator of the Cloud Realm be chaotic?

Because she had been hit by Ren Ren Antian's technique, and a large number of chaotic thoughts were swirling in her mind, causing her most basic dance steps to go wrong.

Huahu Manchun didn't want to waste any more time. He added a fire to He He Jiaqing, and after burning He He Jiaqing to death, he would take Chu Yaoqian back to the manor to deal with her properly.

The flames rose, and He He Jiaqing cooperated very well, instantly turning into flying ash and disappearing.

Burned out so quickly?

Huahu Manchun stared at the remains and looked carefully. He didn't see bones, nor did he see internal organs; he only saw flying ash constantly surging upward.

Joyful Fire Burning the Body—this fire burns from the inside out, and the ideal effect is indeed to burn the bones and internal organs clean.

But He He Jiaqing was a cultivator of the Cloud Realm; could he really be burned so clean? Moreover, the amount of ash was too small.

Thought Cultivator Ren Ren Antian knew the most about Thief Cultivators, so he hurriedly reminded: "This looks like a Cicada Shedding its Shell."

Sun Sun Peiying and Huahu Manchun immediately tightened their guard, but they still hadn't discovered He He Jiaqing's location.

Ren Ren Antian was very calm; he sensed He He Jiaqing's thoughts: "Not far, this person is nearby. He is trying to—"

Ren Ren Antian was about to judge He He Jiaqing's thoughts when Chu Yaoqian's skirt brushed past Ren Ren Antian's face, and Ren Ren Antian's thoughts instantly slowed down.

In his mind, a soothing but short piece of music was constantly repeating. Each repetition caused his thoughts to stagnate, forgetting what he was doing, and even forgetting the purpose of this trip.

Dance Cultivation technique, Slow Song and Gentle Dance.

The core essence of this technique is slowness. It can not only make the enemy's movements slow, but also make their thinking slow. This point is rare, which allows Dance Cultivators to go head-to-head with many sects.

Thought Cultivators are not good at close combat. Once they slow down, they could die at Chu Yaoqian's hands at any time. Huahu Manchun was just about to step forward to support when he suddenly felt a chill on his back and hurriedly dodged.

Even though he dodged quickly, a half-foot-long cut was still opened on his back.

He He Jiaqing was still nearby, his figure not yet revealed; he had launched a sneak attack on Huahu Manchun.

Huahu Manchun launched a technique within a five-meter radius: Fragrant Sweat and Thin Shirt.

The mechanism of the technique is very simple: it makes the opponent excited and sweaty, and by following the scent of the sweat, one can find the opponent's position.

But He He Jiaqing didn't fall for it. Huahu Manchun used the technique within five meters, so He He Jiaqing hid further away.

Huahu Manchun extended the technique to ten meters, and He He Jiaqing immediately hid even further away.

The technique of Fragrant Sweat and Thin Shirt could be released over a larger range, but this consumed too much for Huahu Manchun. Just as Huahu Manchun retracted the technique, He He Jiaqing approached again and launched a sneak attack.

This time, there was a slight movement, and Glue Cultivator Sun Sun Peiying saw the traces using a magic treasure.

A mass of paste was thrown over, and He He Jiaqing was almost stuck. Sun Sun Peiying threw several pieces of paste in succession, forming a formation in the surroundings. As long as He He Jiaqing approached, Sun Sun Peiying had the means to subdue him.

Glue Cultivators are the nemesis of close combat; He He Jiaqing had no way to deal with Sun Sun Peiying.

And Sun Sun Peiying, who had been through a hundred battles, instructed Huahu Manchun: "Don't worry about that old thing Ren Ren Antian; he has his own way of dealing with that slut. In a moment, when I catch He He Jiaqing, kill him immediately to avoid future trouble."

Sun Sun Peiying's tactics were very clear. Under the influence of the Thought Cultivation technique, Chu Yaoqian's dance steps were full of mistakes, and it was already difficult to pose a threat to Ren Ren Antian.

Under Sun Sun Peiying's pressure, He He Jiaqing's range of activity became smaller and smaller, and it looked like he was about to be hit by Huahu Manchun's technique.

And every time He He Jiaqing launched a sneak attack, he might be interfered with by Thought Cultivator Ren Ren Antian. Ren Ren Antian and Sun Sun Peiying's sects and tactics complemented each other, making it difficult for He He Jiaqing to find a chance to fight back.

In an extremely unfavorable situation, He He Jiaqing suddenly felt a sense of panic.

What kind of omen is this?

Ancestor?

Is he nearby?

The Ancestor has woken up!

The Ancestor, who had been asleep for a full eight years, had actually woken up at this time!

The Ancestor, who had just woken up, met He He Jiaqing here and actually took the initiative to greet him, which shows that he really thinks highly of this junior.

He He Jiaqing hurriedly responded with his thoughts: "Ancestor, save me quickly!"

"Little Qingzi, listening to this movement, it really is you. What happened? Did you open the skylight and let people catch you?

Are there many of them?" A sharp and thin old man's voice reached He He Jiaqing's ears.

"Ancestor, there aren't many people, just two. You can deal with them with a wave of your hand."

"I'm still far from you, and I can't just wave my hand. Let me look at these two people first. Oh my, aren't these Ren Nianjing and Sun Sun Jiaopi? How did you offend this pair of dog-and-bitch? These aren't people you can reach at your level."

Ren Nianjing and Sun Sun Jiaopi were the nicknames for Ren Ren Antian and Sun Sun Peiying; the Ancestor was no stranger to these two people.

"I accidentally provoked these two ruthless people. Ancestor, you must help me."

"Wait a moment," the Ancestor looked at He He Jiaqing's skills. "Little brat, that's not right. Your methods aren't at the Earth Skin level anymore.

What good things have you eaten these days? Your cultivation has grown too fast!"

It's been eight years, Ancestor. You don't know how many things have happened in these eight years. It seems you just woke up.

He He Jiaqing said: "I'll tell you the details later. Help me deal with these two people first."

"You little brat are getting more and more arrogant. Why should I help you? Although I have a master-disciple fate with you, you can't even be considered my disciple. You can't just order me around because I think highly of you, right?"

"I definitely won't let the Ancestor work for nothing. Just say whatever the Ancestor wants!"

"I want you to be my disciple. Do you agree?"

"I can't agree to that!" He He Jiaqing refused.

"Little brat, it's your good fortune that I'm willing to take you in, and you're acting coy with me."

This wasn't because He He Jiaqing was acting coy; to be this Ancestor's disciple, he would have to pay a great price.

The Ancestor proposed another condition: "If you don't want to be my disciple, find another suitable person to be my disciple."

"I can't find such a person either!" He He Jiaqing still didn't agree. The Ancestor had very harsh requirements for disciples; there were very few people who truly met the conditions to be his disciple.

"Little brat, you can't do anything. Why should I help you? I'll say one last thing. If you still can't do it, then go fend for yourself. I really won't care about you anymore!"

"Please speak, Ancestor!"

"Make me a ring, a ring for picking locks. I'll tell you the material and technique later. You must deliver the goods within a month. If you delay by one day, I'll take something from you. Do you agree?"

He He Jiaqing agreed; making rings was one of the things he was best at.

The Ancestor added: "How do you want me to help you? Don't even think about me coming out to fight; I don't want to show my face yet. At most, I can help you steal something."

He He Jiaqing had already planned: "Ancestor, help me steal some paste from Sun Sun Peiying."

The Ancestor laughed: "Do you need my help for this? Can't you steal it yourself?"

"I'm afraid you'll laugh at me, but I don't even know how to steal it. I don't dare touch her; as soon as I touch her, I fall into her trap."

"Your cultivation has gone up, but your methods are still not good enough. You still lack experience.

Since you don't dare to touch her, you wouldn't dare to use the paste even if I stole it for you. In that case, I have to give you a tool. I won't go far; I'll just use what's available." As the voice fell, He He Jiaqing had an extra gourd in his hand.

This gourd grew on the gourd vine in the courtyard, which proved that the Ancestor was in this courtyard, but no one knew where he was.

"Little brat, the gourd is full of paste. Use it as you see fit. Don't forget about the ring."

The Ancestor left; he didn't care much about whether He He Jiaqing won or lost.

He He Jiaqing's figure flickered in and out of sight, fighting back and forth with Sun Sun Peiying and Huahu Manchun. After a stalemate for a moment, He He Jiaqing used the gourd, and a mass of paste fell under Ren Ren Antian's feet.

Ren Ren Antian was concentrating on dealing with Chu Yaoqian, and this mass of paste sticking him to the ground was truly unexpected.

"Old woman, why did you spill paste under my feet?" Ren Ren Antian thought Sun Sun Peiying had made a mistake.

Sun Sun Peiying was also puzzled. The paste on her body had suddenly decreased. She suspected it had been stolen by He He Jiaqing, but she felt He He Jiaqing shouldn't have such good methods.

She was in the middle of breaking the paste under Ren Ren Antian's feet when He He Jiaqing and Chu Yaoqian attacked Huahu Manchun almost at the same time.

This move was truly tacit. Huahu Manchun first saw a flash of a dress, then felt a chill in his palm.

Looking down, the feather fan in his hand was gone.

A pain in his back—three feathers had pierced his skin and were taking root in his heart.

A series of methods caused Huahu Manchun to suffer a great loss.

Sun Sun Peiying broke the paste and came to support along with Ren Ren Antian. He He Jiaqing circled for a moment, then sprinkled paste again, trapping Ren Ren Antian once more.

As long as Sun Sun Peiying went to rescue, He He Jiaqing and Chu Yaoqian would immediately besiege the injured Huahu Manchun. As long as Ren Ren Antian recovered his mobility, He He Jiaqing would find a way to trap him with paste.

The tactics became more and more fluid. Seeing that the time was ripe, He He Jiaqing said to Chu Yaoqian: "Pull the job!"

"Pull the job" meant to retreat.

Chu Yaoqian had been fighting more and more bravely following He He Jiaqing's rhythm. He He Jiaqing suddenly calling for a retreat made Chu Yaoqian unable to understand.

But even if she couldn't understand, she couldn't think too much. Chu Yaoqian followed He He Jiaqing and fled the mansion, and Huahu Manchun, Sun Sun Peiying, and Ren Ren Antian chased after them together.

Trapping a Thief Cultivator is the correct tactic, but catching up to a Thief Cultivator is very difficult.

After chasing for a long time, Ren Ren Antian gradually couldn't sense He He Jiaqing's thoughts, which meant they had lost him.

Sun Sun Peiying sighed: "Letting the tiger return to the mountain will surely be a disaster in the future. Brother Hua, you are familiar with Chu Yaoqian; do you know where they might go?"

Two locations emerged in Huahu Manchun's mind:

One is Falling Flower Valley, which is the place where Dance Cultivators started. In the past, when Chu Yaoqian was bullied, she often went to Falling Flower Valley to bring reinforcements.

The other is Green Water City. The He family has deep roots in Green Water City, and He He Jiaqing could easily find a place to hide in Green Water City.

No matter where they went, Chu Yaoqian still had remnants of Huahu Manchun's technique on her, which would be hard to dissipate within a few hours. With Huahu Manchun's methods, he could sense Chu Yaoqian's general direction.

She went southeast; this was to go to Falling Flower Valley.

Huahu Manchun took Sun Sun Peiying and Ren Ren Antian to chase southeast. After chasing for a hundred miles, Huahu Manchun suddenly became worried: "Two of you, continue chasing southeast. I have some urgent matters to deal with first; I'll be back soon."

After speaking, Huahu Manchun turned and left.

Sun Sun Peiying and Ren Ren Antian looked at each other without speaking. They chased southeast together, and the speed of the pursuit slowed down significantly.

After chasing for another twenty miles, Sun Sun Peiying and Ren Ren Antian stopped one after another. They stopped chasing.

Ren Ren Antian sighed: "Huahu Manchun's bad habit just can't be changed."

At this moment, Huahu Manchun was flying toward Flower Immortal Manor.

The urgent matter he mentioned was that he was worried He He Jiaqing would turn around and raid Flower Immortal Manor, cutting off his retreat.

He He Jiaqing is good at disguising and has an extremely meticulous mind. If he and Chu Yaoqian cooperated to raid Huahu Manchun's lair, it would be a very reasonable operation.

Huahu Manchun's response was not a problem, but this was indeed his bad habit.

In Flower Immortal Manor, no one dared to question any decision made by Huahu Manchun, and he never needed to explain his actions too much.

But Ren Ren Antian and Sun Sun Peiying didn't want to indulge his bad habit.

The matter originated from him, but he didn't explain it clearly and turned away, leaving the two of them to chase. These two were inevitably dissatisfied, and the pursuit ended there.

Huahu Manchun returned to the manor and saw Hong Lian Cui leading over a dozen women patrolling around the manor. He stepped forward and stopped Hong Lian Cui: "Has anyone come to the manor?"

Hong Lian Cui shook her head slightly and answered in a low voice: "No."

Seeing Hong Lian Cui's attitude, Huahu Manchun knew the situation was wrong: "Tell me the truth, has anyone come?"

Hong Lian Cui was covered in sweat and didn't speak. A woman beside her said: "Manor Master, no outsiders have really come."

Huahu Manchun looked at the woman and said: "Who are you..."

He felt this woman was a bit unfamiliar. As soon as he looked at the woman, he felt a stinging pain in his eyeball, and a bloodshot line appeared on it.

Not good, Love Root!

The woman standing beside Hong Lian Cui was actually Feng Daiku.

When did she come?

Huahu Manchun rubbed his eyes, wanting to pull out the Love Root, but the Love Root was rooted extremely deep, and Huahu Manchun couldn't pull it out.

With the Love Root, Huahu Manchun was going to suffer a great loss. Since the Love Root couldn't be pulled out, the only response was to quickly use a technique to counter Feng Daiku.

Before Huahu Manchun's technique could be used, two large doors descended from the sky, almost hitting Huahu Manchun's crown.

This was the Water-Falling Gate, a spiritual object given to Li Li Banfeng by Shui Shui Yongquan, which Li Li Banfeng then gave to Ma Wu.

As long as someone blocks the door panel, the Water-Falling Gate can even block the attacks of Qiu Qiu Luoye. It is a very powerful spiritual object, but its only drawback is that the volume and weight of the Water-Falling Gate are too large, making it inconvenient to carry.

Ma Wu spent a lot of money to hire skilled craftsmen to modify the Water-Falling Gate. Usually, it could be carried in a pocket. When needed, as long as it was watered, there was no need to wait; the Water-Falling Gate would take root on the ground, separating Huahu Manchun and Feng Daiku on both sides of the door.

Feng Daiku teased from the other end of the door: "Manor Master Hua, seeing me, are you not happy?"

Huahu Manchun felt his body go numb and soft; the Love Root began to take effect.

Huahu Manchun wanted to fight back, but through the Water-Falling Gate, he couldn't sense Feng Daiku's position.

He pulled a short sword from his sleeve, wanting to split the Water-Falling Gate.

This short sword was a spiritual object of a high level, but the Water-Falling Gate didn't fall for it. One sword strike only left a mark on the door panel and didn't cause substantial damage.

The Water-Falling Gate is not afraid of sharp weapons; what it fears is impact.

Huahu Manchun wanted to bypass the Water-Falling Gate. He went around to the left, and the Water-Falling Gate extended to the left; he flew upward, and the Water-Falling Gate extended upward.

Feng Daiku laughed softly from the other end of the door: "Manor Master Hua, are you missing me? If you miss me, come over and take a look."

Huahu Manchun was stunned for a moment, then turned and left.

He realized he had fallen into a trap.

Why should he struggle with two big doors on this road? The other party was clearly stalling for time.

Now he didn't know the situation inside the manor, and there was more than one road back to the manor. Huahu Manchun had no intention of wasting time here with them.

Just after taking two steps, he suddenly heard Feng Daiku say: "Manor Master Hua, are you leaving just like that? Are you really abandoning me?"

Huahu Manchun felt someone pulling his calf, seemingly not wanting him to leave.

He knew this was the effect of the Love Root; he now had a strong attachment to Feng Daiku.

Huahu Manchun resisted the Love Root and dragged his legs toward the distance.

Ma Wu laughed: "Tell me, what is likable about this person?"

Feng Daiku said softly: "He can't compare to Fifth Brother."

Love Cultivation technique, Jealousy Fire is Hard to Bear.

Huahu Manchun clenched his fists, turned around, and waved his hand, wanting to use the feather fan to split the Water-Falling Gate.

This strike hit nothing; he had forgotten that the feather fan had been stolen by He He Jiaqing.

He had actually forgotten such an important thing, which shows how terrifying the jealousy fire was.

Don't fall for it, absolutely don't fall for it.

He repeatedly reminded himself: "Leave here quickly, don't look back."

Huahu Manchun tried his best to maintain restraint and continued to move away from the Water-Falling Gate.

Ma Wu hugged Hong Lian Cui in his arms and used his methods on the spot: "Miss Hong Lian Cui, how do I compare to your master?"

Under Feng Daiku's pressure, Hong Lian Cui said according to the designed lines: "He is weak in body and loses the battle in two or three rounds. How can he be as mighty as Young Master Fifth!"

This sentence almost cost Huahu Manchun his life.

Huahu Manchun used all his strength to fight against the jealousy fire in his heart, muttering to himself: "Don't look back, absolutely don't look back."

Li Li Banfeng was also anxious: "Don't look back, absolutely don't look back. You can hold on."

Pfft!

The Tang Dao stabbed into Huahu Manchun's heart from the back and came out through his chest.

Huahu Manchun was stunned, looking at the blade in front of his chest, a bit unable to figure out the situation in front of him.

Feng Daiku and Ma Ma Junyang set up two big doors at the entrance of the manor with the purpose of stalling for time here.

I saw through their scheme; why are they still doing this here?

Huahu Manchun looked back at Li Li Banfeng: "Why are you doing this here?"

Li Li Banfeng laughed: "Stupid boy, who said you can't do it here? Did you make the rules?"

As the voice fell, Li Li Banfeng stepped on the "Breaking Ten Thousand Rivers" technique, causing Huahu Manchun's flesh and blood to fly everywhere.

PS: When using Foolish Cultivation techniques, you don't necessarily have to speak.

To go down the slope with the donkey, the slope doesn't necessarily have to be built by yourself.