??82: Chapter 81 Granny Yangjin’s Wrath
82: Chapter 81 Granny Yangjin’s Wrath
“Go ahead, the only thing good about this old woman is, she still has a decent temper,” Granny Yangjin said blandly.
Wang Dadong’s face twitched, her temper was anything but decent; she had greeted him with a clump of silver needles.
If it were anyone else, they would have been turned into a porcupine by now.
Suddenly, Wang Dadong’s face beca extrely gloomy as he spoke in a low voice, “Granny Yangjin, the Witch God whom you worship might not be the original Witch God anymore.”
“What nonsense are you talking about?
If you blasphe the Witch God again, I will fight you to the death even if it costs
my old life!” Indeed, Granny Yangjin showed signs of turning hostile the mont she heard Wang Dadong question the Witch God.
“Let’s not talk about that, Granny Yangjin.
Let’s just go into the Witch God Tower and see what has happened inside,” Wang Dadong suggested.
Granny Yangjin frowned and said, “Only the Witch God and the offerings for the Witch God ssengers are allowed inside the Witch God Tower; no one else may enter.”
Wang Dadong was sowhat unable to bear the Zhuanghus’ fanatical faith in the Witch God, so he grabbed Granny Yangjin’s hand in exasperation.
Looking at the ten-ter-high Witch God Tower, Wang Dadong was in a bit of a pickle.
He could easily climb the Witch God Tower by himself, but it would be much more difficult if he was to bring Granny Yangjin along, especially since she would not cooperate with him.
As Wang Dadong was feeling troubled, Granny Yangjin whispered softly, “I hope what you said isn’t false, or you’ll regret it.”
After speaking, she lightly tapped her foot on the ground, propelling her body into the air.
Then, after lightly touching the rock-built wall twice, she gracefully ascended the ten-ter-high Witch God Tower.
Wang Dadong watched in amazent; Granny Yangjin truly had unparalleled martial arts skills.
Not only had her Inner Strength Cultivation reached the pinnacle, but she had also mastered a beautiful piece of Qinggong.
“Do you need
to bring you up?” Granny Yangjin asked mockingly as she looked at Wang Dadong.
The voice ca directly into Wang Dadong’s ear—it was the Sound Transference technique.
This secret technique was extrely difficult to cultivate and required a very high level of Inner Strength Cultivation to accomplish.
Feeling belittled, Wang Dadong had no choice but to show off one of his skills.
He imdiately leaped up.
Granny Yangjin sneered disparagingly, thinking that even if Wang Dadong’s Qinggong was good, he could only leap up five or six ters at most.
For him to think he could jump more than ten ters up the Witch God Tower in one go was simply a fantasy.
Indeed, when Dadong’s body reached seven or eight ters, it hit the peak and began to fall downwards.
However, sothing surprising happened, causing Granny Yangjin’s astonishnt.
Dadong suddenly stomped against the void, and his body shot up again, lightly leaping to land beside her.
Granny Yangjin’s gaze filled with disbelief.
To tread on air required far more difficulty than Sound Transference, a skill thought to be a legendary Cloud Ladder Leap.
Those with inner strength cultivation less than a Jiazi had no right even to learn it.
Yet this man, who appeared to be in his twenties, had managed to achieve the Cloud Ladder Leap.
Could it be, like her, this fellow also appeared young but was actually in his seventies or eighties?
It must be so; otherwise, how could he possess such profound Inner Strength?
Granny Yangjin’s gaze—like she was looking at a monster—made Wang Dadong’s face twitch, “I am twenty-five years old, no returns or exchanges.”
“Greetings to the Divine Witch God.”
At that mont, a respectful voice suddenly ca from inside the Witch God Tower.
The two of them exchanged glances and silently infiltrated the Witch God Tower.
Inside, they saw a man shrouded in a black robe standing in front of the Divine Statue, with the ssenger and six other n respectfully kneeling on the ground.
“Arise,” the Witch God said in a strange, eerie voice.
“Very good, the offerings you brought this ti have greatly satisfied ,” the Witch God spoke with an evil voice.
“You are not the Witch God, you are a devil!” Zhuoma Yin clenched her teeth tightly and cursed.
“Haha, you are correct, I am indeed not the Witch God,” the man in the black robe cackled with malevolent glee.
“She’s yours now,” the Witch God said and then, unexpectedly, he turned his back, no longer paying attention to the bound Zhuoma.
The ssengers and others imdiately revealed a look of excitent, and they were even more perplexed as they hadn’t expected the Witch God to show such disinterest today.
“Bring that woman to the Witch God Temple,” the Witch God mused for a mont, a smirk spreading across his face.
“Which woman?” The crowd was sowhat puzzled.
“The one who arrived at the Witch God Temple not long ago.”
No wonder the Witch God had lost interest in Zhuoma; he had set his sights on Lin Shiyan.
“Granny Yangjin, now do you believe what I told you?” Wang Dadong also used Sound Transference to communicate secretly with Granny Yangjin.
Granny Yangjin didn’t respond to Wang Dadong but simply leaped down.
What Granny Yangjin witnessed before her eyes had already filled her with raging fury.
She never expected that the Witch God, whom she had always revered and trusted, would commit such deeds.
“Who?”
The appearance of Granny Yangjin startled everyone, and they swiftly surrounded her.
However, once they realized it was Granny Yangjin, the Witch God imdiately gestured for everyone to back off.
“Oh, if it isn’t Granny Yangjin.
Instead of sleeping this late, you co to the Witch God Temple.
Could it be that you missed ?” the Witch God let out a sinister chuckle.
“Beast!” Granny Yangjin imdiately slapped him across the face.
The Witch God, struck by the slap, grew furious in an instant and sneered, “Yangjin Zhuoga, I’ve had my eye on you for a long ti.
An woman in her eighties, yet still so well-preserved.
Since you’ve co of your own accord today, I shall fulfill my wish.
Beco my bride.
Seize her!”
The Witch God’s lackeys promptly grabbed a rope, intending to tie Granny Yangjin up.
Facing several burly n, Granny Yangjin showed no fear and struck the chest of the foremost one with her palm.
Thump!
That man was sent flying backward imdiately, blood spurting wildly from his mouth.
The man, being rely a commoner, could not withstand the furious palm strike of a Minor Heavenly Rank internal energy master.
His internal organs shattered, and he died instantly.
Everyone was shocked.
In the village, Granny Yangjin had always been kind and greeted everyone with a smile, yet no one expected her to be so terrifying when she exerted her full power.
“I will kill all you beasts!” After slapping one lackey to death, Granny Yangjin didn’t pause her assault—a kick landed on another lackey.
In the blink of an eye, aside from the ssenger, all five lackeys were downed by Granny Yangjin.
Granny Yangjin picked up the ssenger as if he were a dead dog.
“Witch, Witch God sir?
Save, save .”
A stench of urine spread through the air—the ssenger had been so terrified that he wet himself.
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