My Demon Husband Is Chapter 971: Cursed with Rotten Luck for Eight Lifetimes

Chapter 971: Chapter 971: Cursed with Rotten Luck for Eight Lifetis

"Am I wrong? Old Zhao lives so far away, whether it’s Shenshen or Dumpling! Once they’re taken away, we’ll never see them again!" My eyes turned red with anger, an outburst of accusation.

Even a terrifying thought arose in my heart. Actually, Old Zhao isn’t very strong now. If we all work together to eliminate him, it might be possible!

It’s ridiculous. He previously begged us to help find the Colored Glaze Immortal Vase.

Now seeing the Celestial On, discovering the differences in Dumpling and Shenshen, he blatantly makes such unreasonable demands.

Old Zhao’s face was calm, no joy or sadness appeared on it. "If the physically sanctified do not go where they should, they are fugitives. Even without Qingyang, if it were soone else from above, they would have been taken away long ago. Only because we have a connection, I haven’t imdiately done so."

"You old fool, who do you think you are, to think you can just take Dumpling away? I’ll cut you down!" Yu Rongling pushed his Spiritual Power to the limit, finally freeing himself from Old Zhao’s suppression.

The Spirit Snake longsword had just been drawn from his sleeve, pointing straight at Old Zhao’s face.

Clang! Old Zhao flicked his finger lightly in the air.

The virtually indestructible Ying Long level longsword shattered directly into several pieces, scattering remnants all over the ground.

Yu Rongling suffered a massive shock and recoil, causing a trickle of blood to flow from the corner of his mouth.

Fortunately, he focused on protecting Dumpling with most of his Spiritual Power, so Dumpling remained unhard in his arms; otherwise, he wouldn’t have withstood Old Zhao’s fierce move.

My pupils shrank suddenly, recalling the mory of fighting Lan Shaotang alongside Old Zhao.

Secretly channeling so Spiritual Power within my body, indeed it seed Lan Shaotang had committed too many sins; even though I didn’t personally eradicate him, I had gained a lot of Yin Virtue benefits.

Old Zhao and Yu Longting joined forces to kill that scoundrel Lan Shaotang, and even wore the Cultivation Spiritual Garnt for healing together. Their strength must have taken a significant leap!

What bad luck, at this critical mont, Old Zhao’s strength greatly increased.

"Ancestor, if Sister Wanwan and the Snake Lord help you find Master Qingyang, will you refrain from choosing to take either this girl or Sister Wanwan’s child?" Bai Zanhe took a glance at , lowering her head slightly, and asked Old Zhao softly.

Old Zhao spoke frankly, revealing his true thoughts. "I will pretend I didn’t see them."

Upon hearing this, the spikes that had risen all over

finally retracted.

Fortunately, Bai Zanhe’s words not only guided Old Zhao to relax the conditions but also indirectly soothed my anxious heart.

"Thank you, Old Zhao. In the next six months, the Snake Lord and I will do our utmost to help you find Master Qingyang." I softened my stance, bowing ninety degrees in respect to Old Zhao.

There is no choice but to soften now; if I confront Old Zhao head-on at this mont,

not only would I betray Bai Zanhe’s goodwill towards , but I would also prematurely break ties with Old Zhao, which could bring great harm.

Even Yu Longting, with his proud nature, acted like , bowing respectfully. "In six months, we will present both Qingyang and the Immortal Vase to you. Please await good news with patience."

"Hmm, it’s not my intent to trouble you; I have my difficulties too," Old Zhao finished speaking and left with Bai Zanhe in tow.

As Bai Zanhe was dragged away, she helplessly looked back at .

I felt imnse sympathy for Bai Zanhe’s plight, and at the sa ti worried about the six-month deadline, "It’s truly selfish and self-serving. Old Zhao’s difficulty is simply that Qingyang is difficult to find; he couldn’t find him within six months and needs our help to search, doesn’t he?"

"Though the approach is sowhat abhorrent, for us it’s not an impossible task." Yu Longting glanced at Qi Yaogang.

Qi Yaogang imdiately took his leave, "This old man will depart now. I can swear an oath that today’s events will never be spoken of."

After speaking, he quickly made his escape.

"Wife, Qingyang is Qing Li’s younger brother; with this connection, are we really afraid we won’t find him?" Yu Longting continued the previous topic, staring into my slightly panicked eyes, his lips curling into a cold, alluring smile.