Chapter 618: Why Is My Career Panel in a 2D Art Style? Chapter 293
How could an ordinary person possibly stir up that scale of Ten Thousand Professions True Blood?
Just as the elder felt puzzled, a white-haired man standing behind him whispered, "Master, perhaps the Nirvana Corpse has already left this place."
Hearing this, the elder glanced at his disciple, then turned his gaze toward the nearby town: "A Nirvana Corpse that has just revived has the power to suppress that hunger?"
"If it were an ordinary great-spiritual-power Corpse, this town would already be devoured clean."
"Then again, someone who can stir up that level of Ten Thousand Professions True Blood certainly isn't an ordinary soul."
"I just wonder which ancestral master was so fortunate to earn that one's attention."
As he spoke, he let out a faint sigh, unsure if even after death he could stir up Ten Thousand Professions True Blood.
If he couldn't stir up Ten Thousand Professions True Blood, he could only hope his disciples would complete that task.
With this thought, the elder spoke again: "Have the sect members keep a closer watch—look for any anomalies across the lands."
"And the matter concerning Dongtinghu."
"Xiang Yuyin, you and Heizhu be extra vigilant—don't let anyone spot a flaw."
Upon hearing his words, the white-haired woman known as Xiang Yuyin bowed her head slightly and replied, "Yes, I will not disappoint Master's expectations."
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Unaware that her "grave" had been dug up again, Bai Xiaoxiao, following Li Ang's instructions, arrived at San Chuan Town.
She gazed at the young man with peculiar eyebrows not far off, her heart filled with hesitation.
After a moment of silence, the girl couldn't help but whisper, "Really have to do it like that?"
Yet there was no one beside her—she didn't even know who she was speaking to.
Just then, a voice suddenly sounded in her mind.
【What's there to fear? Snap out of it! Don't lose face!】
Hearing this, Bai Xiaoxiao could only feel helpless.
Though they had spent some time together, she still wasn't used to his way of speaking.
As she hesitated, the young man with peculiar eyebrows grinned foolishly and extended his hand: "Want a dough figure? Five cash each."
End of Chapter
