Chapter 263: Thief cries 'catch the thief'! Yet her backing is incredibly strong!

Damn it!

A huge roar burst out.

An unknown giant palm slapped down from the void.

That power actually seemed about to catch up to the Creation-level Buddha Fist that had just erupted.

"Get lost!" Shen Que remained calm and unafraid, and even her angry eyes spewed substantive flames.

"She killed my master! My master is Shen Qingli!" The frenzied Shen Que's whole body actually swelled up another circle.

Her death-defying gaze directly terrified all the onlookers who had flown in, making their souls tremble.

But what shocked them even more was what it said!

"What did you say!"

"How is Little Junior Sister (Little Sis)!"

Liu Meng, Shen Qingmo, and the others were about to go crazy!

Almost at the same moment, Shen Kuo's aura arrived.

The master of the giant palm, however, was tough: "Even the Kunlun Divine Lord dare not trample my black market rules!"

"Return my daughter's life!" Shen Kuo's aloof voice fell, and immediately following came the Supreme Divine Pressure!

In just an instant, that giant hand was about to crack……

"Dad, I'm fine." Shen Qingli hurriedly spoke up.

She had merely hidden in a space for a moment; after coming out, how could she fight so fiercely?

Shen Kuo's aura slightly retracted, then he coldly snorted, "Consider yourself lucky."

"The Kunlun Divine Lord is simply too overbearing!" the Black Market Lord said in a cold tone.

"Damn black market, can't maintain order—just disband already! You should be glad my son is unharmed; otherwise—you wouldn't even think of living!"

"You aren't even afraid I'll defect to the Western Sect!" the Black Market Lord flew into a rage; having run the black market for so long, this was the first time he'd been provoked like this.

"If my son comes to harm, I too will defect to the Western Sect, on the condition that I kill you!" Shen Kuo threw down those words, then confirmed from afar that Shen Qingli was safe, and only then dispersed.

But his words were enough to prove that all the rumors of his doting-on-daughters mania were not rumors, but facts!

If Shen Qingli came to harm, the Kunlun Divine Lord would go berserk.

"Little Que, come back." Shen Qingli reached out.

The Heaven-Swallowing Sparrow that had almost shielded the entire black market instantly shrank, landing on her shoulder.

Liu Meng, Shen Qingmo, and the others also flocked to her side, and a pair of eyes in the darkness also kept watch on Shen Qingli.

Shen Qingli could sense it, and knew he had just flicked out a thread of aura, giving her a chance to dodge; although she didn't need it, she still cupped her fists in thanks: "Thanks."

"You destroyed my black market—how do you intend to compensate?" the Black Market Lord spoke, still domineering.

But he truly had skill; with a wave of his hand, the black market that had just been overturned was instantly reconstructed.

"Are you sick?" Shen Qingli retorted.

"Impudent!"

"You're the impudent one! My father just left, and you already want to bully the small with the strong, oppress the weak!"

Shen Qingli, unafraid of an aura approaching Creation-level, looked up and shouted loudly!

"Someone tried to kill me in the black market, yet you don't catch the culprit! You don't make the culprit pay compensation—you come to me, the victim! Aren't you sick?"

"Don't tell me you're blind! You didn't even see that Buddha Fist! How am I supposed to get compensation? You'd better figure out how to compensate me! With your pathetic skills, you still run a black market? I hadn't even bought anything, and I almost lost my life!"

"Sharp-tongued!" the Black Market Lord had just uttered those four words.

Chi Demon had already arrived, shouting, "Damn old black! You're bullying my little dark lord! Get out of the Western Demon Sea!"

"……" the Black Market Lord fell silent instantly, remaining soundless for a long moment.

Chi Demon had already brandished his demon halberd, standing behind Shen Qingli!

Three heads, six arms—his dharma form was terrifying!

As long as the Black Market Lord dared utter another unpleasant word, he would surely launch an attack!

At this very moment, Shen Qingli fully illustrated what it means to have support at home and from above.

"For this matter, I will certainly demand an explanation from the Western Sect!" the Black Market Lord spoke.

"And you!" Chi Demon refused to relent.

Meanwhile, many Dao Court deities had already silently arrived.

The Black Market Lord suppressed his temper, saying, "Today, the consumption of the Shen Goddess is on me."

"Not enough!" Shen Qingli immediately spoke up, "I've also brought friends."

"All on my account." the Black Market Lord said wearily, "You also put on your cloak!"

"I've never taken it off; as I passed their elegant chambers, they wanted to kill me—what could I do?"

Shen Qingli still felt wronged; she had never intended to kill and rob, but they delivered the goods right under her nose and even threatened to kill her!

Even without seeing her in person, the Black Market Lord could still tell Shen Qingli wasn't lying; he didn't know whether to say she was unlucky or he was.

"Go on in." the Black Market Lord said helplessly, then glanced toward the Western Sect—indeed, they'd caused trouble right here! This matter isn't over!

"I want to know who tried to kill me; you should know, right." Shen Qingli was now quite amenable to talk.

But the Black Market Lord merely felt she was getting a bargain and acting cute, saying, "The Previous Sacred Buddha's Wise Consort, Luo Ya."

That Buddha Fist just now was exactly the aura of the Previous Sacred Buddha; surely it was a life-saving measure he left for his most beloved Wise Consort.

I never expected it to be forced out by a junior……

This junior……

The Black Market Lord looked at the little bird on Shen Qingli's shoulder and said, "You little demon sparrow have great potential."

Shen Qingli immediately shielded Shen Que, saying, "Not for sale."

I didn't say I wanted to buy it. The Black Market Master naturally knew it couldn't be bought; after all, Shen Qingli came from a noble background and lacked nothing. "I'm just asking, where did you get it?"

Heaven-Swallowing Demon Sparrow—that's a primordial ancient species!

By rights, such a being couldn't exist in this world.

What right do you have to tell me! Chimo immediately replied, "You old thing, shameless, trying to trick a child."

The Black Market Master was utterly speechless, "... Alright, you all go in."

As his words fell, his aura completely dissipated, making it impossible to sense where his true self was.

"Come on, I, Old Demon, will go with you," Chi Mo really wasn't at ease.

"No need, no need, I think nothing will happen."

"Oh, give me a break!" Chi Mo was really drunk.

Just strolling through the black market could stir up the Legacy Diamond Fist of a Previous Holy Buddha—he was embarrassed.

"There couldn't possibly be a Previous Holy Buddha's Ming Fei, could there?"

"Don't be rebellious; I, Old Demon, will serve as your attendant—would that be a loss of status?"

"Of course not! Thank you, Senior Demon God." Shen Qingli didn't mean that.

A group of people just went bustling to the Elegant Room; even though they've shown their faces now, it feels like no one dares to move against them.

After all that commotion, everyone understands that the Black Market Master's attention today is wholly on Shen Qingli—whoever messes with her is asking for death.

Of course, the Black Market Master also sent a divine letter to the Holy See, demanding an explanation and compensation.

This made Luo Ya, who had just fled back to the Holy Palace, vomit blood from rage: "Too bullying! Too bullying!"

Her main body had already been burned to ashes; if not for the fact that, while dual cultivating with the Previous Holy Buddha, she had left a clone for pleasure, which also contained a fragment of her soul, she would certainly not be alive now.

Even so, her realm plummeted—she became a mere Lower Immortal.

"Damn it! Deserving of death!" Luo Ya raged on, "She even killed eight Rakshasas of my palace—how is that accounted for!"

Given this anger and injustice, Luo Ya certainly wouldn't endure it; she immediately sent a written rebuttal.

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