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Chapter 1167: Chapter 210: Peerless! (Double Chapter)

In the Shaolin Temple, the Jade Marrow burned and transford into the Spiritual Rhy Mist, surrounding the Purple Gang Pearl as if guarding the stars and moon, protecting this newly born Divine Weapon. Accompanying the surging mist, the spiritual rhy pressed towards the Divine Weapon.

But no matter how much pressure was applied, that Purple Gang Pearl refused to absorb the purest Spiritual Rhy chanism around it. It just spun crazily in the void, its entire body brilliantly luminous, almost overshadowing the sunlight in the sky.

This scene had lasted for a full Hour.

A mont passed, and with a cold snort, the surrounding Qi chanism dispersed in all directions. The patterns that continuously appeared on the Purple Gang Pearl vanished, converging inside. The whole was no longer transparent, instead sowhat dim, and then it fell downward, caught by an aged palm.

The elder just shook his sleeve, and the previously sweet and cloying scent in the air halted instantly, completely absorbed into his sleeve. The appearance of a poison fog covering the sky seed as if it had never appeared.

Three faces erged on the mountain, all sowhat quiet.

Wu Changqing touched this pearl and broke the silence by saying:

“It seems that this Purple Gang Pearl is quite different from the previous Qilin Lock.”

The Ancient Taoist put down the ancient texts he had flipped through several tis, his voice still gentle, rubbing his brow, saying:

“The embryonic form of a Divine Weapon is naturally different from the remnants of a Divine Weapon.”

“The remnants of a Divine Weapon have been shattered from prolonged battles, losing much of their spirit, not even a tenth of what they were. External infusion of Spiritual Rhy provides critical aid, capable of awakening the remnants. But this pearl is an embryonic form of a Divine Weapon, lacking not in Spiritual Rhy chanism, but sothing else.”

“Every Divine Weapon’s birth has its destiny.”

“Unless you find the person related to this pearl, it is difficult to make up for what this embryonic form lacks. Purely filling it with Spiritual Rhy will not awaken the spirit of this Divine Weapon, and instead might shatter this pearl.”

The Taoist glanced at the pearl in the elder’s hand, jokingly saying:

“If the Divine Weapon lacks a spirit, no thief would find it useful.”

Hong Luoyu sneered and coldly retorted:

“Even if it develops a spirit, this highly toxic object isn’t sothing I want to touch at all.”

“I’m neither an old dicine jar nor a little madman; this thing is extrely poisonous and dangerous to handle.”

“Whoever wants to touch it can, but I’m definitely not touching it.”

The Taoist smiled warmly, saying:

“People who swear so decisively often end up contradicting themselves.”

“Let’s see how long you can resist, thief.”

Hong Luoyu lifted his chin slightly, dismissively scoffing.

The Taoist withdrew his gaze and furrowed his brows again, saying:

“However, this pearl is indeed unusual.”

“Inside it seems like Mount Suru, yet it appears as nothing more than a finger-sized round pearl. The thod of refining poison fog is rely a disciple of Lv Yingbo’s lineage using the imnse space inside the pearl to store and accumulate poison fog for later use against enemies.”

“Such usage amounts to returning empty-handed from a treasure mountain. The truly wondrous aspect of this object is still unused.”

“I wonder who the person truly connected to this Divine Weapon could be, perhaps soone with a high realm.”

Hong Luoyu said:

“Whether or not such a person has a high realm, if this thing can’t be used, are we just going to leave it here? Let’s be clear, if it’s going to be kept here, you, old dicine jar, should take care of it yourself. I don’t want my als one day to be full of poison.”

“I’m not a disciple of your dicine King Valley, and I don’t have the thick skin of a big monk…”

Hong Luoyu sensed a shadow envelop him, his voice slightly pausing, his body stiffening.

Behind him stood Ci serenely, observing the Purple Gang Pearl, intoning a Buddhist chant, saying:

“Regarding this pearl, I might have a thod.”

Hong Luoyu ‘silently’ and ‘cautiously’ moved aside.

Wu Changqing said:

“May I ask what thod the master is referring to?”

Ci smiled slightly, saying:

“The predestined cos when the ti is right.”

Wu Changqing was stunned, then smiled wryly. Just as he wanted to ask Ci to be direct and avoid playing riddles, the Qi chanism of Heaven and Earth suddenly changed, and Wang Anfeng’s figure appeared in the Shaolin Temple, then ca striding over.

“Master…”

……

Lv Yingbo pricked a silver needle into the tea in a teacup, using a small amount of Inner Strength to confirm that the tea was safe before taking small sips to moisten her throat.

Throughout this process, she maintained sufficient vigilance.

She didn’t trust the Blade Madman.

And under the Blade Madman, she was even more cautious of the two Anxi martial artists who had made a na for themselves on the black list. Yet, contrary to her expectations, the Blade Madman truly seed uninterested in questioning her, taking no action for several days. However, this behavior only heightened her curiosity.

At present, she calculated in her mind, the Purple Gang Pearl, without her protection and Qi chanism sealing, should by now be unable to contain its internal poison, spilling outward, its Qi chanism interacting with Heaven and Earth to form anomalies. Yet, with her sharp sense for poison, there was no sign of such occurrences in the city.

Could the Blade Madman really be confident in leaving such a Divine Weapon embryo far away?

Or does he also excel in similar Qi-sealing martial arts?

Even capable of suppressing the Qi chanism of a Divine Weapon embryo?

If not, why hasn’t the Divine Weapon she has nurtured and called for over twenty years given any response?

One thought after another arose in her mind, only to sink again. Compared to concerns about her predicant, her doubts were even greater. Just as her mind was in turmoil, footsteps echoed from outside the door, the approaching person deliberately making the sound louder, frankly and openly.

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