Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Look, look. It was like it was still happily counting money for its master after selling itself!
Qiao Mu looked askance at them.
Even though everybody didn’t say anything, their expressions said everything.
Humph!?Qiao Mu turned her petite head around and walked ahead first.
Everybody followed that narrow and long path filled with fog. After walking for about a quarter of an hour, their sight suddenly opened up.
A row of bamboo houses were hidden within the fog. They looked like they were in a fairyland paradise, with mist surrounding them.
Qiao Mu blinked her eyes and looked up at Mo Lian, asking, “Don’t you feel that things have gone too smoothly coming inside?”
Mo Lian nodded. “No worries. Since the other party is inviting us inside, let’s see how capable this Madam née Feng can be.”
“Mhm.” Qiao Mu naturally also wasn’t afraid.
Since Madam née Feng dared capture Dunzhu, she had to prepare for her force to get uprooted.
Besides, she was a bit curious about Madam née Feng’s identity.
What kind of identity did she have in Heavenly Fate?
A Hall Master? Or even higher?
Qiao Mu faintly swept a look at everyone. She took out two small dicinal bottles from her inner world and handed them to the Gingko Immortal and the Peony Immortal.
“Apply this on your skin. I guarantee that no poisonous bugs or creatures will be approaching you at all.”?Weren’t they tired maintaining the defensive barrier from night until morning?
Maintaining the defensive barrier consud spiritual energy. Ah no, they were expending sacred energy here!
The two of them quickly took them and deactivated the defensive barrier after applying the dicinal cream. They glanced about and sure enough, poisonous creatures were avoiding them. Only then were they at ease.
Everybody walked to the bamboo houses.
At the sa ti, Dunzhu, who was tied to an interrogation stake, was hurling all kinds of curses at Madam née Feng.
“Stop dreaming! A soldier can be killed but not humiliated! I won’t tell you whom I work for even if I die.”
It truly was the story of a tiger getting bullied in a dog’s territory!
When he thought of how his venerable immortal realm cultivation was suppressed to match Geng Pengcheng’s body with spiritual realm cultivation…
Wahhh…
If he wanted to regain his forr cultivation, he had to continue cultivating.
The problem was that cultivation took ti. Even though he was already working hard to cultivate, it was difficult when Geng Pengcheng’s body had limited potential.
Dunzhu pitied himself the more he thought about it. He really wanted to bawl.
Madam née Feng’s face darkened as she stood in front of Dunzhu. When she saw him looking like he wanted to cry again, she couldn’t resist slapping his face. “Shut up!”
“You violent woman!”
“Bring the whip!”
“Ah! Don’t hit, don’t hit. Ow! Ah!” The mont the whip hit his body, Dunzhu cooperated and shrieked tragically with sobs.
“You shut up!” Madam née Feng berated with a contorted expression.
At this ti, soone pushed open the confinent room.
A woman who looked like a maidservant walked inside with a lowered head. She whispered to Madam née Feng, “Madam, Hall Master Gong has co.”
Madam née Feng creased her brow and handed her whip to that maidservant. “Continue beating him!”
“Yes!”
Once she walked outside, Dunzhu once again started performing his tragic screams.
Madam née Feng massaged her temples as the door to the confinent room slamd shut.
Everything had been going wrong recently.
After her disciple with a one-track mind had discovered her greatest secret, she had failed in eradicating her.
Afterwards, the situation turned even more dramatic. She found out that soone else was standing in for her husband.
Both this “Geng Pengcheng’s” temper and actions were vastly different from her husband’s.
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