Chapter 153

When Li Miao, Yongjie, and the Miao King were fighting lively, what was An Ziyang doing?

He was eating.

An Ziyang sprinkled a circle of mangcao powder around himself to prevent any stray Gu insects from running to him, then leaned behind a rock, listening intently to the loud noises constantly coming from the Pupa Room, while tearing off a piece of cake and chewing it in his mouth.

Yongjie pulled him to rush on the road without sleep or rest, and he only had second-rate internal energy foundation, not as able to endure as Yongjie. He couldn't intervene in the Miao King's side, and he didn't dare to leave, fearing that if he went too far, he would run into dangers he couldn't handle.

So besides eating, he had nothing to do.

However, being able to eat in this situation, his heart was not ordinary.

After finishing a whole piece of cake, the sound from the Pupa Room still didn't stop, but instead intensified, almost tearing his eardrums.

Having no choice, he had to get up and walk in the opposite direction of the Pupa Room.

As he walked, he couldn't help but sigh.

"Sigh... the last ten years or so were in vain..."

His talent was mediocre, only his brain was somewhat flexible, so his skills were basically in mechanisms, poisoning, and hidden weapons. Over the past ten years, with his methods, he had no problem dealing with two or three first-rate experts, so he was actually somewhat proud in his heart.

But after seeing the scene of Li Miao and Yongjie fighting the Miao King, even he felt a bit discouraged.

No matter how hard a bow was, it couldn't compare to Li Miao's Profound Heaven Finger. No matter how thick the armor was, it couldn't block Li Miao's punch. No matter how fierce the poison was, Li Miao would flash out ten zhang away, not being able to eat it at all.

An Ziyang, who relied on external objects, had no resistance in front of Heavenly Human experts.

Only the thousand-year inheritance of witchcraft and Gu could compete with Heavenly Human experts.

An Ziyang's mind swayed, distracted for a moment, and he didn't notice a protrusion under his feet.

Bang!

He was tripped.

"Heh."

An Ziyang laughed at himself in his heart, his body swayed, and he walked forward a few steps to steady himself. But he let out a light "huh."

"Hmm?"

The place he just stepped on... seemed to be empty?

He squatted down, took a finger-long iron tube from his bosom, and tapped on the ground.

Ding. Ding.

That's right, it was empty. And it wasn't a naturally formed hollow, but deliberately covered up, and the material was different from the surrounding stone walls.

Others couldn't hear it, but he had obtained the true inheritance of the God-Thief Sect and heard it clearly.

An Ziyang frowned, rubbing his thumb and forefinger, thinking secretly.

He naturally wouldn't rashly pry open the ground to investigate. That was something only a greenhorn who had just entered the Jianghu would do.

This place was the root of the inheritance of witchcraft and Gu arts, full of strange Gu insects and Gu poison. Who knew if there was an insect nest below; if he, with his small body, went down, it would be purely suicide.

Even if there was something tricky, he had to wait until Li Miao and Yongjie were done and let the tall ones stand in front.

Thinking of this, An Ziyang carved a mark on the ground with the iron tube, then turned and left, just waiting for Li Miao to decide the winner before making plans.

He waited for another half an hour, and finally, the sound in the Pupa Room gradually subsided.

An Ziyang didn't act rashly, but waited for another stick of incense time, seeing that it was indeed quiet over there, before carefully touching over, poking his head out from the secret passage, and looking into the Pupa Room.

This hundred-zhang square room was already a ruin.

The walls were cracked, the ground was shattered, the jars holding the Pupa Girl corpses were all shattered on the ground, and the skeletons were scattered on the ground. The mountain of corpses to the front left had become a black mess, as if roasted into dried meat, with not a drop of juice to be seen.

In the center of the Pupa Room was a large hole, pitch black and bottomless.

"Master, did you win?"

An Ziyang shouted, ready to run at any time.

Li Miao's lazy voice came from the large hole.

"Done long ago, come over."

An Ziyang breathed a long sigh of relief, walked quickly to the edge of the cave, and jumped down.

As soon as he came down, he happened to land beside Li Miao.

And in front of the two was Yongjie, who was kneeling on the ground with his back to them.

An Ziyang first flattered Li Miao with a few words like "Master's divine power is world-shaking, some small fry are just offering their heads, daring to offend Master's tiger might," and after being stopped by Li Miao with a wave of his hand, he turned to look at Yongjie.

"What's wrong with Master?"

Since he came down, Yongjie hadn't made any movement, not even the rise and fall of his body from breathing could be seen.

It was as if—he were dead.

Li Miao waved his hand: "Not dead, just a bit of trouble."

After saying that, he raised his hand and unleashed a stream of internal energy, pointing at Yongjie's Dazhui acupoint from the air.

"Hiss ahhhhhhh—"

Yongjie let out a hiss like a drowning person reviving, and then his head suddenly hung down, gasping for breath.

Although An Ziyang didn't have a good impression of Yongjie, he had brought Yongjie out of Shaolin after all. If something happened to him, not to mention how he would explain it to Ling'er, just the fact that the Shaolin Abbot who had just ascended to the position a few days ago died while being brought by him would cause a lot of trouble.

Therefore, An Ziyang was still quite worried about Yongjie's life or death.

He walked to one side and asked.

"Master, you—！！！！"

Before he finished speaking, An Ziyang retreated violently, his hand actually involuntarily locking onto the sleeve arrow mechanism.

He only looked at Yongjie once, and he was already scared into a cold sweat.

Yongjie was naked on his upper body, revealing a broad and solid chest. And on that chest, there was actually a beautiful, dripping-wet woman's face with eyes half-open and half-closed! At this moment, it was actually smiling and looking at him!

"Master, this!?"

He suddenly turned to look at Li Miao, his usual flattering address to Li Miao changing.

Li Miao smiled and said mischievously.

"What's there to be surprised about?"

"As the saying goes, husband and wife are one, right?"

Is that what husband and wife are one means!?

An Ziyang really couldn't stand Li Miao's attitude of joking about everything.

Fortunately, Li Miao was just teasing An Ziyang, and without waiting for him to ask further, he said.

"That's his wife, and also the Miao King."

"We smashed eleven fake bodies of the Miao King and found her true body. We also found the Gu insect that inherited the Miao King. However, she ultimately left a backup plan, making it impossible for us to kill her along with the Gu insect."

"So we killed Ge Puqi and left the Gu insect, raising it in Master Yongjie's body to see if there's a way to crack her backup plan in the future."

"This face is indeed beyond our expectations, but the Gu insect has parasitized Ge Puqi for many years, so maybe it's a bit homesick. It's understandable to renovate after moving."

An Ziyang asked: "What backup plan?"

"Master Yongjie's daughter, Ling'er."

Li Miao said.

Amidst An Ziyang's suddenly turning green expression, Li Miao continued.

"Back then, after Ge Puqi was parasitized by the Miao King Gu insect, she should not have been completely transformed into the 'Miao King.' And she wasn't willing either."

"So she escaped the Miao territory and met Master Yongjie. Later, after giving birth to Ling'er, her blood and energy were depleted, and she finally couldn't suppress the Gu insect and was completely transformed into the 'Miao King.' So she abandoned her husband and daughter and fled alone."

"It can be said that before giving birth to Ling'er, she was Ge Puqi."

"After giving birth to Ling'er, she became the Miao King."

"And this Miao King naturally wouldn't have any soft heart for her own flesh and blood, so she left a backup plan on Ling'er."