Chapter 603

"You vile woman, you really are stubborn!"

Zhamahe slapped her across the face, and Ceng Jing's cheek immediately swelled up,

"So what if it's the Qinglong Society? I'm one of the Great Yuan's Thirteen Wings!"

"Oh? Just because you're one of the Great Yuan's Thirteen Wings, you can disregard the Qinglong Society?"

Just as Zhamahe was running his mouth, a stream of water suddenly appeared.

When the water dispersed, a rather oddly-looking woman had appeared.

This person was clearly quite good-looking, yet her whole body was muscular, looking like some kind of muscular Barbie.

"Jellyfish Yin Ji?"

Shi Guanyin, seeing the newcomer, was even more shocked than when she had seen Zhamahe, and then grew even more terrified, struggling to get up from the ground.

But she had been poisoned by a strange toxin, not even her toes were under her control—how could she possibly move?

"Jellyfish Yin Ji? Who exactly are you?"

Zhamahe could sense that the strength of the person before him had only just barely reached the early stage of the Heavenly Being Realm.

With such strength, she dared to appear right in front of him?

And mock him on top of that—wasn't she simply tired of living?

"August Hall Master of the Qinglong Society, Jellyfish Yin Ji!"

The newcomer truly was Jellyfish Yin Ji—only she turned out to be the August Hall Master!

"What? The August Hall Master!"

Even though Zhamahe had been speaking disrespectfully about the Qinglong Society earlier, once he saw a Qinglong Society Hall Master appear in person, his face also turned ugly to the extreme.

Badmouthing the Qinglong Society behind its back, saying you're not afraid of it and the like, was actually still fairly normal.

But to say such things right in front of a Qinglong Society Hall Master—wasn't that truly being tired of living?

After all, a Qinglong Society Hall Master, like Jellyfish Yin Ji, whose strength was only at the early stage of the Heavenly Being Realm, didn't actually look that frightening.

But the experts behind the Qinglong Society—how numerous were they?

Under heaven, there was not a single person, not a single faction, that dared to truly provoke the Qinglong Society!

Those who had provoked it were all already dead!

"This, ah, I misspoke just now."

Zhamahe immediately backed down, not daring to say another word.

"Hmph!"

Jellyfish Yin Ji gave a cold snort, then pointed at the few people on the ground,

"These people, I'm taking them away—any objections?"

"This…"

Zhamahe didn't dare to act on his own and turned to look at Qiu Lingsu.

"Useless coward! You carry such formidable strength on your shoulders, yet you're afraid of even a single Qinglong Society Hall Master?"

"Good thing I didn't choose you!"

Seeing him like this, Qiu Lingsu immediately understood that Zhamahe had chickened out.

Of the four people on the ground, Jiang Asheng and his wife were easy enough to deal with—they were nothing more than Luo Mo's corpse after all.

Even if she couldn't get them back, it didn't matter.

But there was Shi Guanyin's grudge of disfigurement, and Seeing Nangong Ling's imprisonment and humiliation.

This mother and son shared a truly irreconcilable hatred with Qiu Lingsu.

After being rescued, she had in fact been thinking about how to humiliate the two of them in order to vent the hatred in her heart.

Who would have thought that this Zhamahe was actually preparing to give up?

At this, she was thoroughly enraged, and no longer cared about Jellyfish Yin Ji's status.

After being scolded by her, Zhamahe didn't dare talk back in the slightest; instead he turned to look at Jellyfish Yin Ji, his face dark and cold,

"August Hall Master, I respect you as a Hall Master of the Qinglong Society, so this time I won't keep you here."

"These four people—you can forget about taking them."

"Good! It seems you truly believe that just because you've made it onto the Heavenly Dao Gold List, you can disregard the Qinglong Society."

Jellyfish Yin Ji couldn't help but laugh, then suddenly her figure exploded into motion, throwing a punch at Zhamahe.

Zhamahe didn't move at all, as if he didn't care about this punch in the slightest.

Just as Jellyfish Yin Ji's punch was about to land, a tall figure suddenly darted out from the darkness,

raising a fist as big as a clay pot, which collided with Jellyfish Yin Ji's punch.

The force of both fists followed the path of brute strength.

When they struck each other, a powerful gust of air was produced.

In an instant, it directly collapsed the two small courtyards.

The four people lying on the ground felt as if knives were cutting into their bodies, so painful they could hardly bear it.

Only Qiu Lingsu alone, enveloped by Zhamahe's aura, did not feel anything out of the ordinary.

After the exchange of blows, Jellyfish Yin Ji couldn't help but retreat several steps before she managed to stand firm.

Looking at the tall figure that had charged out of the darkness, she couldn't help but feel her brow twitch wildly.

It turned out this figure was no longer human.

Not only was it nine chi tall, it actually had four arms on its body.

All over its body, there were stitches and sutures everywhere.

Three parts it didn't look human, seven parts it looked like a ghost.

This was the Jellyfish Yin Ji's impression of this stitched-together monstrosity.

"Wh-what-what is this ghost thing! Ugh…"

Qiu Lingsu saw this bizarre stitched-together monstrosity and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful.

"Uh… Lingsu, goddess, this is my pet…"

Zhamuhe also didn't know how to introduce the puppet he had made, seeing Qiu Lingsu's look of disgust.

He could only brace himself and say it was his pet.

"Too ugly, too ugly, I'm definitely going to have nightmares."

"How is this thing even uglier than you?"

Qiu Lingsu was utterly disgusted, not caring at all about Zhamuhe's feelings.

Zhamuhe gave an awkward laugh,

"Well, since you don't like it, goddess, once it repels the August Hall Master, I'll throw it away."

In fact, the stitched-monstrosity puppet was also one of Zhamuhe's strengths.

This stitched-together monstrosity was stitched together from three Heavenly Being Realm experts.

Its strength could not only reach the mid-stage of the Heavenly Being Realm, but its whole body was also filled with poison.

Anyone whose cultivation was low, or who had no means of guarding against poison, couldn't last long.

To refine this puppet, he had also put in a great deal of effort.

Yet now, just because of one disgusted remark from Qiu Lingsu, he was willing to cripple his own Wu Gong.

The name of simp truly belongs to him!

"Good! Come again!"

Jellyfish Yin Ji's Wu Gong cultivation appeared to be only at the early stage of the Heavenly Being Realm.

In truth, her combat power was already infinitely close to the late stage of the Heavenly Being Realm.

Moreover, after joining the Qinglong Society, she had also exchanged mission points for several life-preserving measures.

An ordinary early-stage Supreme Mythical Realm expert might not necessarily be able to take her down.

That was why she dared to appear before Zhamuhe, an expert of the Heavenly Dao Gold List level.

Seeing Jellyfish Yin Ji take a punch from the stitched-monstrosity puppet head-on, Zhamuhe was also somewhat surprised.

After licking Qiu Lingsu for a while, he turned around and said to Jellyfish Yin Ji,

"August Hall Master, you can't even handle one puppet of mine, so why must you insist on showing off?"

"Leave now, and neither of us will offend the other. How about it?"