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Chapter 2023: Fate Plays Tricks!

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When Jiufeng found Xiangliu, he saw Xiangliu near the Pangu Hall, gazing toward Lingshe Island, sighing deeply with furrowed brows.

Although Xiangliu was not a virtuous person, he was certainly not utterly wicked.

He felt loyalty toward the Wu clan, held little resentment toward the human race, and harbored mostly hatred toward the demon race—especially since the nine-headed bird Guiche had come before him, and he could not help but fight.

Jiufeng patted Xiangliu's shoulder. "If you're worried, why not go see for yourself? Perhaps you can save many lives."

"Every living being has its own destiny; it is not for me to decide their life or death."

"Not for you to decide their life or death—nor should it be left to Guiche of the demon race," Jiufeng sighed.

Perhaps they should also go to Lingshe Island.

It was precisely because Luo Fu and the Twelve Ancestral Wus had taken the Primordial Ginseng Fruit and the Primordial Peach from Lingshe Island that the demon race's nine-headed bird Guiche was drawn there.

Had it not been for them, Guiche might never have known such things existed on Lingshe Island.

Yet when Guiche went to Lingshe Island, he could not obtain them—and was even wounded by Xiangliu.

Zhurong was there too.

Besides Xiangliu wounding Guiche, Zhurong had also struck Guiche with his Heavenly God Li Huo Whip, which stirred Guiche's resentment and rage, causing him to set fire to Lingshe Island.

In truth, all this is tied to the Wu clan, so they truly ought to go.

Xiangliu sighed and said, "Jiufeng, guard the Pangu Hall. Leave the rest to the other Great Wus."

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