My Demon Husband Is Chapter 679: Throwing You Away, Feeding the Horseshoe Crabs

Chapter 679: Chapter 679: Throwing You Away, Feeding the Horseshoe Crabs

"Why are you suddenly entering seclusion for cultivation?" I imdiately sensed sothing was amiss and beca serious.

Entering seclusion ant a delay in Tianying Village, and this was truly unnecessary for both my master and .

Unless there was so unforeseen event that made it necessary to enter seclusion.

Zhang Zidao’s gaze beca slightly withdrawn, "Good disciple, I won’t hide it from you, I’ve encountered a bit of a problem with my cultivation."

"You... what kind of problem? Is it serious?" I felt a catch in my heart, worried.

Wasn’t the master already sanctified in the flesh? How could he still experience problems with his body?

Zhang Zidao lifted his hand, and an early spring butterfly rose from the rape flowers and landed on his finger, "Rember, in the forest, when I intended to kill the people from the Ten Thousand Poison Hall but was stopped by you?"

There was a natural aura of the great Dao on Zhang Zidao, and the butterfly was attracted, treating his finger as a flower to rest upon.

"I rember, it just happened, how could I forget." I suddenly understood sothing, "You bring it up so suddenly, could it be... that you deliberately attempted murder and were backfired upon?"

I tend to think expansively; when he made the move to kill everyone, I only found it strange.

To kill was possible, but unnecessary.

Now that he brought it up again, I logically suspected that it was intentional.

Zhang Zidao pinched his beard, a look of satisfaction on his face, "I like this cleverness in you, my good disciple. Didn’t I have an epiphany about familial affection from you recently?"

I nodded, there was such an incident.

At that ti, Zhang Zidao had already been entering ditation, but had to give it up because I was afflicted with Blood-weeping Syndro.

Was it that incident that caused him harm?

"Actually, my understanding was still lacking a final breath at that ti."

Zhang Zidao ntioned this, his eyes flickered for a mont, "I thought... If I were severely injured and backfired upon, given your temperant, you would... save

at all costs."

"Master... You really are quite the trap, you’ve laid a trap into the sky! Are you not worried at all that I would turn callous and just abandon you, to feed horseshoe crabs?" Listening to my master’s cunning plan, I clenched my molars tightly and criticized harshly.

Zhang Zidao showed not a hint of sha, and instead smiled brightly, "Of course... I’m not worried in the slightest. When you stopped , I was a little disappointed, but now, this remaining regret has already been redied."

"Is it because... Maternal Granduncle and Master Gu asked

to acknowledge my ancestors and return to my clan? You’ve had new insights?" I couldn’t help but smile as well.

Zhang Zidao nodded, neither confirming nor denying, "Although I’ve seen much of the world’s sentints, I’ve rely been an indifferent observer, unfazed, but alone... your matters are different..."

I knew this kind of enlightennt was sothing that people of the Mystic Sect could not seek, and urged, "Master, please go into seclusion, you can take as long as you want, don’t worry about ."

"Good disciple, I will make it quick, co out as soon as possible and help you find Dumpling’s other half of the soul." Zhang Zidao had always rembered this matter, even when facing an extrely crucial mont that required seclusion.

He had never forgotten the slightest detail about my affairs.

I lowered my head, allowing Zhang Zidao’s aged hand to pat the top of it as I said softly, "Thank you, Master, I will also find a way to locate Dumpling’s soul. Please focus on your seclusion."

After Zhang Zidao left, I looked at my phone again, Yu Longting still hadn’t replied to the ssage.

I quietly transferred most of my Spiritual Power into the lifeless Silver Python Cheongsam I wore, perhaps if I kept trying... kept accumulating Spiritual Power...

It would suddenly co to life, restoring that sense of being embraced by Yu Longting when worn.

"Wanwan, sorry to have neglected you." Maternal Granduncle Yan Bashui finished chatting at the doorway and ca over to find , "Where’s Elder Zhang? Why don’t I see him?"