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Chapter 262 Zhu Yuyan: I never expected the Holy Sect to rise to prominence with Wan'er! (6/7, please subscribe)

"Is this the Longevity Manual?" Wanwan flipped through the book woven from black gold silk threads in her hand. "Indeed, it's as incomprehensible as scribbles."

[Ding! You sold the Longevity Manual and gained 500 points.]

"Huh, it's even more expensive than the Heavenly Demon Art? That can't be!" Wanwan exclaimed in astonishment.

The Heavenly Demon Great Art is the supreme martial art of the Yin Gui Sect. The eighteenth level of perfection is the realm of an unparalleled grandmaster, enough to roam the world freely.

However, when Wanwan thought about how the Longevity Formula created the two main characters in the original story, she felt it made sense.

"Although I don't understand it, if a single picture can create a grandmaster, its essence must be extremely profound."

With a sigh in his heart, he looked at the stone dragon pretending to be dead to the side and said, "For the sake of Daojun, I will let you go."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wanwan's figure disappeared into the bamboo room.

Shi Long was still shaken. After waiting for a while, he sat up, his eyes still filled with terror.

"This demoness is incredibly powerful!"

Today, as usual, he was studying the Longevity Manual. As he was reading it, he suddenly felt the book disappear and a beautiful young woman appeared in the bamboo room.

He rushed forward to snatch it, and then, in one move, he was beaten half to death.

Luckily, he pretended to be dead, which saved him from disaster.

"No, she clearly saw through my feigned death, so why didn't she just kill me?" Shi Long asked, puzzled. "Out of respect for Daojun, but who is Daojun anyway?"

Shi Long thought for a while, and felt his head was spinning.

He felt pain in his abdomen again, so he quickly circulated his innate true energy to heal his injury.

By evening, Shi Long had finally woken up and felt that his injuries had largely healed.

"According to that demoness, the secret of the Longevity Formula has been revealed, and I can no longer stay here."

As for telling the imperial court that the secret to immortality has been lost?

Haha, who would believe that?

Even if he believed it, it wouldn't stop them from killing him easily.

After all, for the imperial court, killing a master of innate skill is no different from killing a chicken.

Shi Long was born and raised here, and he knew the imperial court's style of doing things all too well. He had absolutely no illusions about the imperial court.

After packing his belongings, he quietly left Yangzhou.

……

the other side.

Wanwan has sold the Longevity Formula and has lost her goal.

Dou Shi Fei Xuan?

There's no need for that. Now that she's reached the True Qi Realm, she's practically invincible!

I'm no longer interested in my previous ideals.

Stealing secret manuals from various schools?

There's no need to do anything yourself for such a small amount; just let the disciples of the Holy Sect do it.

"Nephew/Master!"

Just then, a figure appeared as if from nowhere, silently approaching.

Wanwan frowned, waved her hand, and with a slap, the person was instantly smashed into mincemeat from a distance!

"Farewell, Uncle Bian!" Wanwan chuckled. "Being so ugly and still trying to get close to me, you're practically asking for trouble."

"Master has arrived, it's a good time to go and see him."

A crisp sound rang out, and Wanwan's figure had already disappeared from the spot.

moment.

When she reappeared, Wanwan had entered a farmhouse.

Although the disciples of the Demonic Sect have high status, they are actually like rats in the gutter, unable to see the light of day and forced to hide.

"Wan'er, why did you get here so quickly?" Upon seeing Wanwan appear, a voluptuous and elegant young woman in the room asked, "Where is your Uncle-Master Bian?"

"Master, Uncle Bian was too rude, so I killed him," Wanwan said with a grin. "Master, you won't blame me, will you?"

Zhu Yuyan frowned: "You killed Uncle Bian?"

"Mm." Wanwan nodded.

Zhu Yuyan sighed, "You! I'll let it go this time, but you can't do it again next time. Our Holy Sect doesn't have many talented people. If we keep fighting, how will we fight against Cihang Jingzhai?"

"Yes." Wanwan felt a warmth in her heart, at least her master was still on her side. "Master, there is something I want to tell you."

"What is it?" Zhu Yuyan asked. "Have you perhaps found out about Cihang Jingzhai's plans?"

Wanwan nodded, then shook her head: "I've already found out about Cihang Jingzhai's plan. But that's not important."

Zhu Yuyan was puzzled. She looked at the disciple in front of her and felt that he was a stranger, as if he were a different person.

For the Yin Gui School, the plans of their old rival Cihang Jingzhai are not important. So what is important?

"What could be more important than Cihang Jingzhai?" Zhu Yuyan asked. "I want to hear what you have to say about it, Wan'er."

"Master, I have received a divine favor!" Wanwan said softly.

Though the words were spoken softly, they were like a thunderclap, leaving Zhu Yuyan stunned on the spot.

"Immortal fate?"

“We cultivators don’t believe in the legends of immortals that this fool tells us. Wan’er, have you been deceived?”

Wanwan shook her head, and the next moment, her figure disappeared.

When they reappeared, they were already beside Zhu Yuyan.

Zhu Yuyan was startled and was about to ask a question when she felt that she could not move her body at all and had been frozen in place.

This startled Zhu Yuyan so much that she broke out in a cold sweat.

Although Wanwan is a genius of the Demonic Sect, her cultivation time is still short, and the gap between her and Wanwan is huge.

Zhu Yuyan was very confident that even if ten Wanwans attacked her, she could easily defeat them.

Unexpectedly, Wanwan's strength had reached such a terrifying level shortly after she left home—before she could even react, she was frozen in place.

"Even a grandmaster doesn't possess such strength."

Zhu Yuyan looked at Wanwan, her eyes full of inquiry.

Wanwan reached out and released Zhu Yuyan's pressure points.

"Master, do I believe you now?"

"I'm starting to believe it," Zhu Yuyan pondered. "Why has your strength increased so much? Could it be the Holy Emperor's Relic?"

“No.” Wanwan shook her head. “Master, come out with me.”

Filled with doubt, Zhu Yuyan followed Wanwan outside.

Then Wanwan raised her little hand and patted a small hill not far away.

The next moment, the small hill was blasted into dust.

Zhu Yuyan was stunned.

"This...this is an illusion?"

After a moment of concentration, I looked at the mountain again, but my view was still empty.

That hill has really disappeared!

"This...this can't be true?"

　(Ma Li's) Wanwan said confidently, "Master, this is certainly true! Let's go inside and talk about it in detail."

Zhu Yuyan composed herself before nodding, "Okay."

moment.

After hearing Wanwan's description, Zhu Yuyan remained stunned for a long time.

"An immortal immortal?"

"Snake demon?"

"God?"

"There are so many!"

"Wan'er, it seems you've really encountered a great opportunity this time."

Zhu Yuyan sighed with emotion, "I never imagined that our Holy Sect would prosper under Wan'er's leadership."

"Master, this is not just an opportunity for me, but also an opportunity for our Yin Gui Sect!" Wanwan said with a smile. "Master has nurtured me for many years, how could I forget your kindness?"

As he spoke, he took out a porcelain bottle.