Save people?
A hint of confusion flashed in the Thousand-Year Ancient Demon's eyes. It had been adopted by the organization since childhood and beca an assassin. It only knew how to kill, not how to save. However, the words "number one" ignited the soul of the overachiever inside it.
Zhouzhou continued with determination, "I can make you a big plaque. When you save soone, your rit will turn into golden light. When you save enough people, you'll have a shiny big plaque with the title 'The Greatest Philanthropist in the World, Great Roll.' Throughout history, no one will be more amazing than you."
Throughout history!
When it was alive, all it pursued was to be the number one in the world.
A flash of excitent appeared on the face of the Thousand-Year Ancient Demon. It nodded and said, "Alright."
Seeing its agreent, Zhouzhou nodded in satisfaction and took out a Soul-Nurturing Talisman. "Then co here first."
The Thousand-Year Ancient Demon wasn't one to hesitate. Since it had agreed, it promptly went inside without delay.
Once inside, it discovered a completely different world. The walls were covered with the words "number one" everywhere, bringing a sense of satisfaction to its face.
This was what life was all about.
The evil spirit felt unhappy, sensing that its position was being threatened. Just as it was about to speak, the Ancestral Master grabbed it and pulled it away.
After setting the bait, the Ancestral Master planned to continue giving it a massage. There was no way it could slack off.
After dealing with the Thousand-Year Ancient Demon, Zhouzhou raised her hand and threw a Purification Talisman into the forest, eliminating the last trace of malevolent energy. The surrounding air instantly beca much cleaner.
Clapping her hands, she turned her head and looked at Cen Zhiyuan and Xun Huai. Running over angrily, she placed her hands on her hips and asked, "Big Dummy and Second Dummy, what are you up to?"
The two of them were tornted by the malevolent energy, unable to utter a word. Seeing that she had actually dealt with the Thousand-Year Ancient Demon, their eyes were filled with disbelief.
Mu Xuan walked up and snorted, "What else can they do? They're afraid that we'll actually succeed. They lost the bet, and when the ti cos, Baiyun Temple will truly belong to us."
As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket, which was the bet they made earlier.
Seeing the two of them staring at it intently, he smirked, turned his head to Zhouzhou, and said, "Zhouzhou, you go back to the car first. I'll carry these two. When the ti cos, I'll ask the Temple Master of Baiyun Temple how they managed to raise such morally corrupt disciples. As a mber of the Mystery Sect, I can't do such despicable things.
They actually wanted to release the malevolent energy for their own benefit. This matter should be explained to the world!"
He spoke with righteousness, and Zhouzhou instantly understood his intention.
After finally catching Baiyun Temple's handle, how could they let go of it so easily?
They must take advantage of this opportunity.
Her eyes spun around, and she put on a serious face, nodding solemnly, "That's right! It's too much! Eldest Senior Brother, you'll have to work hard. Let's return to the mountain tomorrow!"
As she said that, she turned around, and in the instant she turned her head, a brilliant smile blood on her face.
They're going to get rich again!
Her recent financial luck is really good.
Thinking about it, she raised her hand and touched her high bun. It must be this hairstyle that brings good fortune. Tomorrow, she will ask her father to tie four high buns for her, no, eight!
Each one must be adorned with little ingots!
As she watched her sit in the car, Mu Xuan finally turned his head to Cen Zhiyuan and Xun Huai. There were so things he didn't want his junior sister to know, lest it tarnish his image of being honest and sincere in her eyes.
He shook the bet in his hand and leisurely spoke, "Give all the treasures you've accumulated over the years, or else I'll take this paper to Baiyun Temple. Oh, right, this bet was witnessed by mbers of the Mystery Sect. At that ti, I'll have to invite all of you to be witnesses too, to prove that the people of Baiyun Temple keep their word.
By then, everyone should praise your honesty and integrity."
Upon hearing these words, Cen Zhiyuan and Xun Huai were so enraged that they almost spewed blood. They glared at him with eyes full of resentnt, "You dare!"
"What do I have to fear? I'm not the one who lost." Mu Xuan shrugged his shoulders and fearlessly looked back at them. "You were the ones who proposed this bet in the first place, and I rely accepted passively. Everyone saw it."
But it was all intentional on his part!
By now, if his junior disciples still didn't understand, they would truly be completely clueless.
From beginning to end, it was clear that it was all just acting by their senior martial siblings!
However, even if they had figured it out, it was too late for regrets.
Cen Zhiyuan looked at the paper in his hand, filled with unwillingness, and in the end, he compromised, "My treasures are hidden at..."
He ntioned an address and then looked at Xun Huai.
Xun Huai was reluctant, but he had no choice but to speak up. Otherwise, if Baiyun Temple was gone, he would have no way out either.
As long as there are mountains, there will be firewood to burn. They had a long ti to take revenge.
With clenched teeth, he also gave an address.
Mu Xuan remained unmoved. "What else? Don't tell that's the only place."
"That's all."
"Oh, I see." Mu Xuan leisurely took out his phone and smiled, "I have to make a call to my master and let him prepare in advance. Although he has been the head of the sect for many years, he has never managed two sects before. The matter of rging Baiyun Temple into Sanqing Sect will require his hard work."
Cen Zhiyuan seethed with anger. That despicable Li Yuanming would surely be so pleased when the ti cos. He might even make a big fuss about it and humiliate Baiyun Temple in front of the world. Their reputation would truly be ruined.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and revealed several more locations. Xun Huai could only follow suit.
After they finished, they asked, "Can we have the bet back now?"
"Of course... no." Mu Xuan's lips slightly curved, but his words nearly made his junior disciples faint.
"You!" Cen Zhiyuan suddenly opened his eyes, staring at him with uncontrollable anger. "You're going back on your word! Aren't you afraid of the karmic consequences?"
"Even if I'm afraid, I'll still do it. Do you really think my junior sister can be bullied at will?" He looked at them with a smile that wasn't a smile, his words filled with extre coldness.
"Don't worry, after Baiyun Temple rges with Sanqing Sect, we will treat everyone equally. After all, we will be fellow disciples in the future. By the way, speaking of which, our Ancestral Master's status should be higher than your Ancestral Master's, and so on. Our master's status is also higher than yours. When the ti cos, please show proper respect to my master.
Otherwise, I'll have to resort to family rules."
"You... you..." Cen Zhiyuan pointed a trembling finger at him, then "pffft" spat out a mouthful of blood, and passed out completely.
Baiyun Temple was finished...
It was destroyed by his own hands.
He would beco a criminal throughout the ages!
"Senior Martial Uncle!" Xun Huai shouted in panic, not knowing if he was calling out to Cen Zhiyuan or for himself.
Mu Xuan lazily glanced at them, picked up one in each hand, and tossed them into the trunk as if they were lifeless objects. In the instant he turned around, his face beca extrely cold.
For repeatedly bullying his junior sister, he would take away their thousand-year legacy as compensation!
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