Chapter 100

On her little face, the lingering afterglow of the card game still remained.

"It's alright, I'm too lazy to chase."

Ximen Wudi replied breezily.

He casually took the tea that Miss Baoqin brought over and took a small sip.

Not a ripple of emotion on his face.

That indifferent tone was as if he were speaking of an ant.

And in fact, that was truly the case.

Back then, after being rejected by Guiguzi.

He had simply broken off a peach branch not even as thick as a finger and casually delivered a sword strike.

To be precise, it should count as half a strike!

Because the peach branch hadn't even touched Guiguzi.

The other party was already wounded by the sword light, coughing up a mouthful of old blood, and blasted backward by the force.

Then, without the slightest hesitation, he used a secret technique and fled on the spot.

Otherwise.

If he had truly taken that sword strike head-on, he would have surely died on the spot, his life lost to the netherworld!

And upon seeing him flee so decisively.

Although Ximen Wudi had countless ways to catch up with him.

He ultimately shook his head and dismissed the thought.

In his view.

Although Guiguzi had avoided the vital point.

His own sword intent was not so easy to dispel!

Once the sword intent couldn't be dispelled for a long time, the wound couldn't heal either—the outcome was self-evident.

Thus.

There was naturally no need to waste effort on pursuit.

It was just that what he hadn't expected was.

Guiguzi actually had such a great fate.

Not only was he bearing a heavy burden of severe injuries, he had also employed a secret technique that cost him lifespan.

Even so he still didn't die—this did come as somewhat of a surprise to him.

"So that's how it is."

Li Canghai nodded his head, a look of sudden realization on his face.

As for his words, he was quite hopeful and utterly believed them.

Then, thinking of how Guiguzi, fearing Paqinglong Society's pursuit and killing.

Had directly changed his name and gone into hiding like a shrinking turtle, he immediately broke into a smile.

He was amused by this operation of scaring himself.

Clearly, the Great Dragon Head had never taken him seriously at all.

Yet the man had the self-important delusion that he was so important....

For a moment.

Beyond being speechless, there was more of a helpless mix of laughter and tears.

After quite a while passed.

Only then did he regain his composure.

He straightened his expression, and, half-joking and half-serious, raised his eyes.

"How did you feel about the gift I sent you before?"

Ximen Wudi was startled upon hearing this.

The hand holding his cup paused slightly.

He instinctively thought of Wang Yuyan and the other five women.

Speaking of which, although the six were all born with nation-toppling beauty, flower-like faces and moon-like looks.

Their reactions at the time had each been different.

Mu Wanqing's fierce resolve; Zhong Ling's innocence; Li Qinglu's obedience; Wang Yuyan's timidity; Sister Azhu's gentleness; Sister A'bi's bluntness.

The various flavors within could not be shared with outsiders.

Thinking thus, the corners of Ximen Wudi's mouth unconsciously curled into a faint smile.

Catching this scene.

Li Canghai not only didn't feel jealous, but actually felt relieved inside.

A flash of delight crossed his exquisite features.

Then, as if remembering something, he spoke with quite a hopeful expression.

"I wonder when the Heavenly Dao Golden List will rank a Beauty List or a Hundred Flowers List or something."

"That way, I could scoop them all up in one net and bring them all back."

Hearing these words.

Ximen Wudi's forehead was instantly covered in black lines.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly twice.

His expression was utterly strange.

He almost blurted out a "well, I'll be—".

Even though the other party was doing it to please him.

But for some reason, he always felt something was a bit off.

Just exactly what was off, he couldn't say for the moment.

He laughed at himself, shook his head, and raised his eyes to look into the void.

That direction was unmistakably the Great Sui Dynasty!!

Time flew by in the blink of an eye.

Another two days passed in a hurry.

With the appearance of the Immortality Art, coupled with Yang Guang's deliberate indulgence.

At this moment, the Great Sui had long since descended into utter chaos.

Countless forces were all scrambling for the Immortality Art.

Hoping to be the first to enter Yang Gong's Treasure Vault!

Among them, the fiercest scramble was between the Great Sui orthodox path led by Pudu Cihang, and the Great Sui demonic path led by Xiang Yutian.

Besides these.

The Four Great Clans and the various Dingjianmen Sect forces of the Nine Provinces were also participating with great fervor.

The only thing that was puzzling.

The forces sent by the three great dynasties—Great Qin, Great Yuan, and Great Tang—had shown not the slightest movement so far.

Judging by their appearance.

It seemed they were not coming for Yang Gong's Treasure Vault!

Inside the imperial palace.

Listening to the reports from his subordinates.

On Yang Guang's calm face, boundless killing intent suddenly emerged.

He let out two cold laughs.

He raised his hand and dismissed his subordinate.

He strode with great steps toward the depths of the imperial palace.

Passing through several secret passages.

After quite a while.

He finally arrived before a mountain range that looked utterly unremarkable.

Yang Guang paused, tidied his attire.