Chapter 1233

Hearing the young man's explanation, Ximen Wudi's brow furrowed instantly.

This man had actually gotten involved with the Heavenly Demon Sect.

The Heavenly Demon Sect was a very massive sect.

It was rumored that the Heavenly Demon Sect possessed a group of incomparably terrifying powerhouses.

Among them were two powerhouses at the God realm, who were considered the most formidable existences in the Heavenly Demon Sect.

And this young man's strength was comparable to a powerhouse at the Fifth Heaven of the God realm.

In other words.

This person's combat power could completely rival a powerhouse at the Sixth Heaven of the God realm.

Such a powerhouse was an extremely terrifying existence in any world, yet he had run here wanting to kill a cultivator at the Fourth Heaven of the God realm; it was simply suicidal.

But Ximen Wudi would not care about any of this.

He only wanted to know the detailed situation of that matter.

Ximen Wudi was silent for a moment and asked, "Where is that Miss Zhao now?"

"Miss Zhao is currently at an inn in Heavenly Wind City; she said she is waiting for your good news and hopes I can find you sooner, otherwise, she fears she will be disappointed!" the young man said with a smile.

"Thank you."

Ximen Wudi expressed his gratitude.

Then Ximen Wudi turned.

And left.

He knew that Zhao Zirou must still be waiting for his good news at the inn.

Ximen Wudi muttered to himself.

If he could win Zhao Zirou's heart, it would count as a beautiful story.

Ximen Wudi flew toward Heavenly Wind City.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Zhao Zirou was rushing toward the inn in Heavenly Wind City.

Speeding all the way.

Finally, he arrived at the inn in Heavenly Wind City.

Ximen Wudi headed straight for the private room on the second floor of the Heavenly Wind Inn.

After arriving in front of the private room door.

Ximen Wudi pushed the door open.

Instantly, he saw Zhao Zirou sitting at the table drinking tea, and there was an empty chair beside her.

Clearly.

That chair was specially prepared for Ximen Wudi.

After Ximen Wudi walked into the room, he said with a smile, "Miss Zhao really was waiting for me!"

"Your method was truly not bad; I thought I would have to spend a lot of words to get you to agree to marry me!"

Zhao Zirou said with a smile.

Ximen Wudi sat opposite Zhao Zirou and said, "Don't underestimate me; if you didn't agree to marry me, I would have used my own methods to make you agree!"

"Oh? What method?" Zhao Zirou said with a smile.

Ximen Wudi said, "I would drip my blood on your finger, and you could drip your blood on me, so you wouldn't be hurt!"

"Truly a good method!" Zhao Zirou said.

Zhao Zirou took a dagger out of her storage ring and cut her index finger.

Then, Zhao Zirou placed her index finger on Ximen Wudi's left hand.

The blood from Zhao Zirou's cut index finger instantly turned into blood mist.

This blood mist surged into Ximen Wudi's right wrist.

Ximen Wudi swallowed this blood.

Immediately.

Pale red patterns appeared on Ximen Wudi's face.

These patterns emitted a pale golden light.

"This is a type of sealing technique of mine!"

Ximen Wudi said.

This sealing technique was learned from an old man when Ximen Wudi was practicing the "Yin-Yang Nine Needles."

This sealing technique was very strange.

It could hide the aura within a cultivator's body.

Moreover.

After a cultivator uses this sealing technique, pale golden spots also appear on their body.

"This sealing technique of yours is truly good; I feel like I've become a different person!" Zhao Zirou said.

Ximen Wudi did not speak, but continued to channel those pale golden patterns.

Soon, Ximen Wudi felt a series of heart-piercing pains coming from the meridians of his right hand.

Ximen Wudi's forehead was covered in cold sweat.

However.

Ximen Wudi was still gritting his teeth and persisting.

His gaze was fixed tightly on his right hand.

Seeing Ximen Wudi's expression becoming increasingly ugly.

Zhao Zirou could not help but frown.

She looked at Ximen Wudi with worry.

She did not know what was going on with Ximen Wudi.

Could it be because that kind of pain was too intense?

However, that intense pain showed no signs of lessening at all.

At this moment, Ximen Wudi suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Then he fainted.

"Young master..."

Zhao Zirou could not help but exclaim.

She immediately checked Ximen Wudi's body quickly.

When Zhao Zirou checked carefully, her pretty face changed abruptly.

Because.

Many runes had emerged on Ximen Wudi's chest.

Those runes were dense, numbering in the tens of millions.

Ximen Wudi's body seemed to contain some kind of terrifying curse.

Now those curses had erupted.

"Damn it, how could this be?" Zhao Zirou's pretty face changed abruptly.

Although she had felt curiosity toward Ximen Wudi before.

However, she did not have any improper thoughts toward Ximen Wudi.

But now, Zhao Zirou felt a strong sense of possessiveness.

She wished she could immediately pin Ximen Wudi down and ravage him fiercely.

"I must have you!"

Zhao Zirou said, biting her silver teeth.

Immediately.

She took out three pills and fed them to Ximen Wudi.

The healing pills Zhao Zirou fed to Ximen Wudi were unique to the Saint Immortal Sect and could quickly restore injuries.

When Zhao Zirou took out the healing pills, she felt Ximen Wudi's injuries recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Not long after, Ximen Wudi opened his eyes; he stood up, looked at Zhao Zirou, and asked, "Miss Zhao, when shall we get married?"

"We can do it now..." Zhao Zirou said in a low voice.

Ximen Wudi was slightly surprised.

He had not expected Zhao Zirou to agree so readily.

Zhao Zirou's personality was quite haughty, and she had always rejected too many suitors.

This time.

She had agreed to marry him.

A look of joy appeared on Ximen Wudi's face.

If he could win the beauty, it would indeed be a happy and wonderful thing.

Ximen Wudi and Zhao Zirou left the elegant house.

Zhao Zirou brought Ximen Wudi to a restaurant at the corner of the street.

After Zhao Zirou said a few words to the old woman, the old woman left.

Zhao Zirou said to Ximen Wudi, "Wait for me here for a while!"

"Alright! Go do your business!"

Ximen Wudi said.

Zhao Zirou left, and after about half an incense stick of time, she returned.

She handed a jade tablet to Ximen Wudi and said, "Tomorrow at noon, come here to find me!"

Ximen Wudi accepted the jade tablet and said, "Alright!"

After Zhao Zirou left, Ximen Wudi examined the jade tablet.

This jade tablet recorded a sealing technique.

This was inherited to him by Zhao Zirou; Zhao Zirou told Ximen Wudi a set of secret techniques.

Then she left a wisp of her soul on the jade tablet.

One only needed to perform that secret technique according to the instructions on it, and Zhao Zirou could sense Ximen Wudi.

Then she would contact Ximen Wudi through the jade tablet, and at that time, she would appear at the agreed-upon location.

Ximen Wudi kept the jade tablet close to his body.

The next day.

Ximen Wudi arrived at the location agreed upon by Zhao Zirou.

This restaurant was called the Drunken Immortal Pavilion.

It was said to have been built by a drunkard.

Ximen Wudi found a seat by the window on the second floor and sat down.

Soon, someone brought spirit food, and people arrived one after another.

Everyone found their own suitable seats and sat down.

The seat Ximen Wudi chose was relatively remote.

So there were not many people around.

However, Ximen Wudi did not care.

While he was eating, he kept an eye on the movements inside the restaurant.

A quarter of an hour later.

Zhao Zirou stepped in.

She was wearing a white long dress.

Her appearance was stunningly beautiful, and her figure was tall and curvaceous.

The simple and plain attire added a few more points of elegance.

Zhao Zirou arrived on the first floor, looked around, and then sat down in a corner.

Ximen Wudi sat down not far from Zhao Zirou, and then they exchanged glances and smiled at each other.

The two did not speak again.

It was not until late at night that the restaurant gradually quieted down.

At this time, Ximen Wudi and Zhao Zirou stood up at the same time and walked outside.

Just as they walked out of the restaurant, Ximen Wudi and Zhao Zirou were surrounded by a group of masked men in black.

"Kill!"

A masked man in black waved his hand.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Instantly, countless men in black rushed out and slashed toward Ximen Wudi and Zhao Zirou.

The strength of this group of masked men was extremely terrifying.

The weakest cultivation had reached the peak of the Heavenly God realm, and there were even three powerhouses at the Quasi-Emperor level.

"Brat! Daring to provoke our master! Are you tired of living?"

A masked man at the Quasi-Emperor level looked at Ximen Wudi with cold eyes and shouted coldly.

"Hahahaha, what kind of thing is your master, worthy of being called my enemy? Since you have come to seek death, I will fulfill your wish!"

Ximen Wudi grinned and swept out with a fist.

Bang...

Accompanied by that violent sound of collision, Ximen Wudi swept away more than a dozen masked men in black with one punch.

"What a formidable brat, worthy of being someone my master is thinking about. It seems we must capture this brat and offer him to the master!"

Another masked man at the Quasi-Emperor level gave a sinister laugh and pounced toward Ximen Wudi.

That masked man's strength was very powerful.

Ximen Wudi did not dare to be negligent and fought with this person.

But what made Ximen Wudi depressed was that the masked man's defense was simply too perverted.

Ximen Wudi's attacks, when blasted onto the masked man's body, could not break his defense at all.

This scene not only shocked Ximen Wudi but also made the masked man incredibly furious; Ximen Wudi blasted fist after fist onto the masked man's body, and the aura emitted from the masked man became increasingly terrifying.

Bang!

Finally, the masked man seized the opportunity.

He struck Ximen Wudi with a palm.

Ximen Wudi was sent flying by the palm.

Wah!

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

Ximen Wudi's expression was extremely gloomy; this person's defense was indeed perverted, even his magic treasures could not break the masked man's defense.

The masked man snorted coldly and continued to pounce toward Ximen Wudi.

Ximen Wudi quickly dodged the masked man's attack.

"Brat, you run quite fast, but do you think you can escape from my Five Finger Mountain? Today, don't even think about escaping from my hands!"

The masked man could not help but sneer.