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Chapter 119: Lin Yuequan Langgan sets up a poison, and the bamboo's phantom is fascinating and makes the heart sway [Two-in-one reading required]

The person called "master" by the steward finally turned around, revealing a female face with a crooked mouth and slanted eyes.

Looking at this face, the steward showed no contempt or disdain. Instead, his eyes were filled with admiration, respect, and a hint of deep-hidden admiration.

"Master, you are in need of a concubine. I think this person is very good. If you put a poison on him, he will be ruined. It's such a waste." The steward said after considering his words for a while.

His master smiled lightly and gently ran his fingertips across the orb in his hand.

As she touched it, light and shadow flashed in the orb, which was the image of Tang Hao after he transformed into Guangbai and boarded the merchant ship.

She looked at the picture and shook her head.

"This man is indifferent to such a cute and interesting girl. I'm afraid he already has someone in his heart. Maybe that person is the Sister Jue he mentioned."

"Quan San, I only need to be devoted to my Jade Face-to-Face," she said solemnly. "I, Lang Gan, was once the most beautiful woman on Yuequan Island. Now my appearance is only temporarily ruined. Can't I find a few Jade Face-to-Face?"

Quan San's face was filled with struggle, but then he became determined and suddenly knelt down: "Thanks to my master for not abandoning me and secretly supporting me for so many years, I am now what I am today. I am willing to dedicate myself to becoming your concubine."

Langgan secretly glanced at Quan San. She couldn't help but twitch her face when she saw his slightly bald head, short and fat body, and crowded facial features.

"Jade Face, since it has the word 'Jade Face' in it, naturally not everyone can become one. Quan San? Forget it." She pondered in her mind and gave up decisively.

But with a look of regret on his face, he said, "I have always regarded you as my brother. I must not act like this. Let's not mention this matter again."

"By the way, go look up the name Bai Jue. I think it sounds familiar." Lang Gan saw that he looked unwilling and wanted to say something, so he quickly changed the subject.

Quan San sighed secretly and said, "I'll do it right away."

After saying that, he walked out of the control room.

After he left, Langgan leaned back in his chair, staring at Tang Hao in the orb with burning eyes.

"This little man has a perfect appearance and figure, and he also has the ability to transform. He is really..."

Langgan's face suddenly turned red, as if he was thinking of something.

It just looks a bit weird with that crooked mouth and slanted eyes.

"It's a pity that my appearance is ruined now. I don't want to be seen by this young man, so I can only find a way to control it temporarily."

Langgan muttered to himself, "As for the Gu Mother, this method is also simple. With my half-step Jindan realm, I can easily refine it with just a mermaid pearl."

"The blood of the Gu Mother can allow the other party to see the person they love most and want to possess the most, and have sex with them. So they are not afraid of seeing me like this."

"Yes, let's do this. After the pill is formed and the body is reshaped, my appearance will be restored. Then, I can act like a savior and transform my Yuan Yang to remove the [Happy Yuan He Gu] for him. Are you still worried that he won't fall in love with me?"

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and Langgan gave a neurotic smile.

Meanwhile, on the deck of the merchant ship.

Nan Lianzhu took his brother for a long tour around the deck and observation deck.

She was a little surprised and said, "I clearly didn't see him go back to the cabin just now. How come I can't find him?"

"He wouldn't have been captured by that [Blood Cult] witch, right?" Nan Lianzhu's thoughts turned to this, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Looking at his sister who was out of control of her emotions, Nan Liansong sighed helplessly.

He said tentatively, "He's a demon himself. Just capture him. Maybe the two of them have already fallen in love with each other."

Based on his observations over the past few days, he had already been on guard, and now he finally realized something was amiss. Was his sister developing feelings for Yan Ming?
[Baihua Valley] As the leader of the medicine sect, he naturally knows more than just making pills and medicine.

He's also a good doctor. Who says monks don't get sick? He has more difficult and complicated illnesses.

Nan Liansong had seen a similar case in a medical book.

It is said that a female cultivator was imprisoned, humiliated and abused by a demon. After being rescued by the sect, she begged the elders to let the demon go and even shouted that she wanted to become his companion.

Although my sister's condition is not serious, it does show some similar signs.

Sure enough, after hearing his words, Nan Lianzhu immediately said, "No, no, he can't like others."

She was not the type to think carefully before speaking, so she blurted out the words.

After she finished speaking, she realized something was wrong, and her face immediately turned red and white.

"Have you also noticed something's wrong?" Nan Liansong quickly pulled her aside and asked, "Have you read that medical book?"

He quickly recounted the cases in the book, then looked straight at his sister, hoping that she would come to her senses.

Nan Lianzhu looked ridiculous and shook off his brother's hands: "Brother, are you kidding me? How is this possible?"

Nan Liansong also knew that it would be difficult for the person involved to accept such a thing at first, but he listened to her continue speaking.

"Yan Ming didn't do anything. It's true that he beat us up, but the fundamental reason is that I'm too sensitive." Nan Lianzhu looked serious and didn't seem to be faking it.

Seeing her brother about to speak, she raised her palm and said, "Are you going to talk about the storage bag or something? That's someone else's spoils of war, it's normal for him to take it away."

Nan Liansong felt a headache and dizziness, and he pinched his philtrum and almost fainted.

This is not serious at all. It is just the beginning of a disease. It is clearly a terminal illness.

"But, what my sister said seems to make sense. Ugh! Why would I have such an idea? Is it twin intuition? Don't mess with me at this time."

Feeling tired for a moment, he dragged her into the cabin and walked towards the room.

"I don't want to go back, let me go!" Nan Lianzhu's cultivation and strength were not as good as his brother's, so he was dragged all the way and was completely unable to resist. He grabbed the wall in vain.

"What are you doing?"

A familiar voice sounded, and the two looked in the direction of the voice and were both stunned.

"Yan... gurgle!" Nan Lianzhu opened her mouth only to be covered by her brother, who then spoke in her place, "Exercise, yes, exercise!"

"exercise?"

It was Tang Hao who suddenly spoke. He ran out of the passengers' sight, used the hull to block the way, and used a few talismans. After making sure that no one noticed, he changed back to his previous appearance.

"We encountered the blood cultivator today, and I was really worried about another danger. I discussed some emergency plans with my sister, and we were just practicing one of them." Nan Liansong nudged his sister with his elbow.

Nan Lianzhu suddenly came to his senses and raised a finger, saying, "That's right, it was a drill. Just now, my brother was performing a blood cultivation trick and he caught me. I had to call for help."

Tang Hao glanced at the brother and sister strangely, and thought to himself: "These two people, don't they have any special hobbies? I don't want to become a part of your game."

Just as he was about to say goodbye and go back to his room, Nan Lianzhu suddenly grabbed his robe.

"Fellow Daoist Guangbai, did you see that little brother who is dressed the same as you?"

"What's wrong with you? Why do you always like to call people little brother?"

Tang Hao gritted his teeth, pursed his lips, turned around, and smiled: "Fellow Daoist Nan, are you talking about the fellow Daoist who knocked out the blood cultivator with one move? He ran away and I haven't seen him since."

"Is there anything else? No, I'm going back to my room." Tang Hao bowed slightly, turned around and left quickly.

Tilting his head, Nan Lianzhu looked at his brother: "Should I ask Tang Hao wrongly? He seems jealous."

"Pfft! Which eye did you see it with...Okay, then why are you asking?" Nan Liansong was about to make a sarcastic remark, but was threatened by her eyes and swallowed his words back.

Nan Lianzhu felt a little aggrieved: "I just saw them running so close to each other, and wanted to ask if they knew each other."

"I thought you thought Tang Hao was him too." "How is that possible? I remember the underlying scent of Tang Hao's flesh and blood. The two are completely different. Without Yan, Guangbai smells better." Nan Lianzhu said with a hint of shyness at the end.

Seeing this, Nan Liansong slapped his forehead, thinking that this sister was hopeless.

Half a day later, Quan San knocked on the door of the control room, and after getting a response, he pushed the door open and entered.

He sniffed strangely, and there was a strange damp smell in the air.

Seeing that his master was wiping his hands carefully, he immediately stood by and waited quietly.

Langgan cleaned his hands, looked at Quan San and asked, "Did you find out?"

"We found out that Tang Hao indeed has a close relationship with a female cultivator named Bai Jue. As for Bai Jue's identity." Quan San seemed a little confused about the information.

Seeing his expression, Langgan frowned: "Just tell me what you want to say."

"Yes."

"Bai Jue was the Moon Master of the Yaoyue Sect, and he died over a hundred years ago." Quan San coughed lightly, "I don't know if this is an imposter or..."

Quan Sanben was still hesitant, but he saw that his master looked a little unhappy.

He immediately said, "I took the initiative and used the channels of the [Tingfeng Pavilion] to quickly gather intelligence from various sources. This Bai Jue should be the Moon Lord who has returned from the dead."

"Also, I asked someone to make a copy of the portraits collected by the Master of Dan Tai Palace." As he spoke, he took out a scroll from his arms, placed it on the table and slowly spread it out.

After unfolding, a portrait of a woman was revealed. The portrait looked like a living person, with every move, frown and smile vividly expressed.

As a woman, Langgan felt her heart flutter at the mere sight of her, unable to control herself. She could not help but curse in a low voice, "She is truly a born vixen!"

"The other party has only revealed his true identity in Cangyun City, which recently joined the Qinghua Sect. I compared the description in the intelligence and it should be the same person without a doubt."

Quan San didn't dare to say much about his master's evaluation, but just continued to report the information.

Hearing this, Langgan narrowed his eyes slightly: "Yaoyue Sect's Moon Master, a Nascent Soul cultivator, this young man is quite popular."

After she said this, the light of the pearl in her hand flashed rapidly, and the faces of the passengers on the merchant ship appeared one by one.

"They are not on the boat. It seems that they have separated?" She played with the pearl.

He nodded slightly and said, "That's right. After all, he is a Nascent Soul cultivator. How can he stick with a lesser cultivator every day?"

Quan San pondered for a while, and finally couldn't help but speak.

"Master doesn't seem surprised at all by Bai Jue's resurrection..."

Seeing his master's sharp gaze, he immediately shut up.

Langgan stared at him for a long time, thinking that Quan San, apart from his ugly appearance, had quite good abilities.

In half a day, he had found out all the information he wanted, and he also took the verification items and presented them to the emperor. He was able to reveal a few things.

Thinking of this, she slowly said, "Do you know the Yaoyue Sect's [Weapon Reincarnation Technique]?"

"Of course I know." Quan San nodded quickly.

Langgan didn't continue and said, "Tell me what you know."

Hearing this, a hint of joy flashed across Quan San's face. He has always been willing to show off in front of his master.

"Yes, when the cultivators of the [Yaoyue Sect] reach the end of their lifespan, they will mostly use this technique to reincarnate. It is said that the success rate of this method is extremely low, and if it fails, the soul will be scattered."

He first told everyone the information they knew, then looked up at his master.

After the other party nodded and said "continue", he bowed slightly and continued to tell what he knew.

"Some cultivators accidentally discovered that, combined with the power of incense and vows, the success rate of this technique increased significantly, and it could also preserve memories. Therefore, they have been developing the Moon Worship Cult for nearly a thousand years."

"Yes, who can resist the temptation of living another life?" Langgan showed a sneer on his face.

She sighed, staring into Quan San's eyes and said, "But now, the mermaid pearl has become the power of incense and vows. What do you think will happen to us, the Quan family?"

"Master, do you mean that the Mermaid Pearl can help them reincarnate more smoothly?" Quan San was horrified, then asked curiously, "But what does this have to do with Bai Jue's resurrection?"

"She is not the first one to return with a new body and refine the old body into a puppet." Langgan chuckled, as if he had grasped an incredible secret.

In his heart, he thought: "Tsk tsk, if the young master knew that his sister Jue was just a puppet, how sad he would be!"

As evening approached, the merchant ship slowly landed and arrived at Yuequan Island.

Tang Hao had just followed Beishan Ming off the boat when two figures caught up with him.

To be precise, one is running and the other is chasing.

"Fellow Daoist Guangbai, where are you staying? Do you want to go to [Lianyue Tower] with us?" Nan Lianzhu ran up and asked.

Nan Liansong was careless and failed to catch her, so he had no choice but to let her ask questions while he stood aside and pretended to enjoy the scenery of Yuequan Island.

Beishan Ming, who was no faster than two steps, glanced back at them when he heard this.

He chuckled and said, "You two are also from the righteous sects of the immortal sect. This [Lianyue Tower] is the property of the demonic sect [Yaoyue Sect]. Are you rushing to give it spirit stones?"

Nan Liansong's mouth-covering skill was nearly triggered, and he looked at the outspoken disciple of the Qinghua Sect in silence.

"This person is really mentally ill. Even if you think so in your heart, there is no need to say it out loud."

Sure enough, as soon as these words were spoken, many monks near the port turned their eyes over.

If it weren't for his unrestrained foundation-building cultivation, he would have been surrounded and beaten to death as soon as he said that.

"This Yuequan Island is still the territory of the Yaoyue Sect. What are you doing here? And if you want to die, don't take us with you."

"Mouth replacement," Nan Liansong heard, and immediately turned his head in relief.

"Bah! It was actually that bastard Yan Ming, you devilish child! Isn't coming here like going home?" Because of his sister, he was now very resentful of Yan Ming.

Beishan Ming narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Tang Hao, gestured with his thumb on his neck, and then walked towards Qingquanju, which was not far from Lianyue Tower, without saying a word.

"Threatening me? Haha, big brother, you think it's still the same as before, right? You've already switched your offense and defense, right?"

Tang Hao rolled his eyes indifferently and followed him into Qingquanju.

Outside, Nan Lianzhu was dragged to [Lianyue Tower] by Nan Liansong.

If he didn't live in two places, he was afraid that his sister would suddenly go crazy and climb into bed in the middle of the night.

In the middle of the night, in Tang Hao's room.

A thin layer of incense smoke filled the air, and a sudden pop-up message woke him up.

Before he could react, he felt an unbearable heat all over his body.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" A familiar soft voice came.

Bai Jue came slowly barefoot under the moonlight.

The pink and white fox fur cloak slowly slid to the ground.

(End of this chapter)