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Chapter 875: Chapter 875: Wouldn’t That Make

the Ultimate Victim?

No, it can’t be!!

Apart from so needles and thread, my suitcase also contains a set of Divination Clothes.

This clothing can deduce the Eight Trigrams and assess fortune and misfortune.

I originally made it to give myself another skill in divination.

Yesterday, when making the clothes, I secretly put it on and cast a divination for Grandpa.

Although this calamity is extrely perilous for Grandpa, there remains a sliver of hope for survival.

It’s a nine-lived one-death situation, seeking life within death.

Moreover, it’s still my belief.

I think that evil cannot triumph over good, no matter how arrogant and sinister Ten Thousand Poison Hall is.

They cannot take the life of a dignified, righteous leader of the Mysterious Gate Orthodox.

"Without seeing Grandpa in person, I won’t believe he’s dead, nor will I accept it," I stated coldly and firmly, one word at a ti.

Lin Hang was stunned, looking at

as if I were a possessed person, "But Grandpa’s funeral has already been held..."

"You stay here, I’m going to infiltrate the sect," I thought carefully for a mont and said to Lin Hang beside .

Lin Hang beca anxious at once, grabbing my wrist and not letting

go, "Infiltrate? The sect is full of prohibitions and Formations, and Yan Hua’s followers are there. How can you do sothing so dangerous while pregnant?"

"Little Brother Hang, let go; one cannot gain a tiger cub without entering the tiger’s lair."

I glanced at Lin Hang, "Only by ensuring my mother’s safety, will we not give Yan Hua the chance to use it as leverage when saving Grandpa later."

Grandpa’s calamity is extrely dangerous; one wrong step could lead to eternal damnation.

Regardless, I must be cautious every step of the way, thinking one step ahead of Yan Hua and Ten Thousand Poison Hall before making any decision.

Lin Hang slowly released his grip, his eyes reddened beyond recognition, his voice hoarse and trembling, "Can you really be sure Grandpa is still alive? If he’s still alive, I’m willing to trade all my lifespan for it."

"With

here, it won’t be your place to sacrifice,"

I patted Lin Hang’s shoulder, earnestly advising, "Though you’re wearing Corpse Clothing, it’s not foolproof. If they search the bamboo grove, you still need to find another place to hide and avoid being caught."

I worry that if Lin Hang is caught, he might be directly killed and then scapegoated for plotting against Lin Huan.

Wouldn’t that make him a huge scapegoat?

Lin Hang handed

a piece of talisman paper, which can resolve most of the Formations and prohibitions within the Lin Family Sect.

However, Lin Huan had long since reconfigured the Lin Family’s Formations and prohibitions to recognize

as their master, so they won’t attack .

I didn’t say much more to Lin Hang and kept the talisman paper close to .

Stepping on the Golden Lotus, I flipped over into the high walls of the Lin Family.

When I arrived at my mother’s courtyard, I sensed sothing wrong.

The courtyard was shrouded in Yin energy, and the bluestone ground was covered with Spider Silk.

At a glance, I knew it had already been engulfed by Spider Gu.

Then... could it be that my mother and Zhang Che have already fallen victim...

Looking at the scene... it really... seems like it!!

My mind was anxious, my insides burning, as I swiftly rushed into the house, "Mom."

"Wanwan." My mother was sitting on the living room sofa, with her back partially exposed, facing Zhang Che.

At first glance, it could be easily misunderstood.

But with a closer look, you could see Zhang Che holding a peeled egg.

Using the egg white, he gently rolled it up and down my mom’s back, showing no surprise at my entrance, he calmly said, "Here for the funeral? But Yan Hua wouldn’t let you in easily; perhaps you climbed over the wall."

"Ahem~ It indeed was climbing. Nothing can be hidden from Uncle Che." I watched Zhang Che switch to another egg and asked quietly, "Is my mom poisoned with gu?"

"Spider Gu and Blood Gu, Yan Hua is truly ruthless, without a trace of mother-daughter sentint." The egg placed on the tray by Zhang Che seed moon-white as Bright Moon.

You could hardly see anything wrong, but gradually the egg trembled.

The egg white cracked, and a tangled mass of spiders rolled out.

These spiders turned out to be mutant monster spiders...

With blood-red threads wrapped around their legs and eight eerie eyes growing on their backs.

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