Chapter 49

Chapter 49 Schrodinger's Saintess

Su Li opened the scroll but didn't look at it. The divine light contained within was precious. He turned to Zeng Zhelan and said, “Even if he isn't, what can you do about it?”

He stroked his beard and said with a surprised tone, “A ninth level Nascent Soul cultivator. If he is really as young as he appears to be. This is simply... appalling. Even those big sects in Middle Continent might not have such a heaven warping genius.”

Su Li's eyes sparkled. Not only was he a heaven warping genius, but he had also never heard of such a person in the past few thousand or eight hundred years.

He had never heard of such a genius even in the era of gods and ghosts.

Other than the disciple of the nameless saint who had not appeared for more than a hundred years, there was no difference!

Zeng Zhelan was silent for a moment. His expression was strange as he sneered. “The ninth level of the Nascent Soul Stage is the ninth level, but they are both in the Nascent Soul Stage. I was unable to sense even the slightest bit of the power of the Nascent Soul in his Spiritual Energy, Master. How do you think you got such a ninth level Nascent Soul? ”

Su Li was stunned. “Without Dao Nascent Soul energy... Impossible!”

The most important thing in the Nascent Soul Stage was the Nascent Soul Stage. This was nonsense.

How could a Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator enter the Nascent Soul Stage without forming a Nascent Soul Stage? This was simply nonsense. Anyone who said this would think that they had lost their minds.

It was impossible for Su Li to feel that his Great Elder had lost his mind all of a sudden. He only felt that Zeng Zhelan could not lose his face, so he began to deceive himself.

Zeng Zhelan saw Su Li's expression. He sneered and didn't say anything. He walked out with his crutch and his hands behind his back. A cold light flashed across his eyes.

There were two possibilities that a Nascent Soul cultivator would not have the power of a Dao Nascent Soul.

First, a Nascent Soul cultivator would be heavily injured, injured, or sealed, just like Zeng Zhelan was in his current state. However, a person with a higher cultivation base would have to operate in order to not be able to use any of his strength.

Secondly, a Nascent Soul cultivator would be forced to enter the Nascent Soul realm with the help of a special Medicine Pill. It would be a sacrifice of all possibilities in the future. Without a Nascent Soul cultivator, it would be impossible for him to proceed to the next step of his cultivation and stop at the Nascent Soul realm for the rest of his life.

According to Guo Fan's age, Zeng Zhelan was almost certain that he was the second type of person.

Only in this way could he reach such a high level at his age.

Similarly, the person who swallowed the Medicine Pill would definitely not be as strong as a true Nascent Soul cultivator.

“If that's the case...”

Zeng Zhelan muttered in a low voice. His skinny figure disappeared into the shadows, and his gloomy expression became even more sinister.

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Guo Fan couldn't kill that spy at all, and he didn't even dare to move.

If he tried, he would pass away. JPG

Should he bet that Li Xieren didn't come here because of the Crocodile Demon Lagoon?

The reason she went to Five legged Heavenly Devil's place was most likely because she wanted to find the Heavenly Devil. It was natural for the Wide Ocean Sect to ask about it, but it was impossible for them to lower their status and participate in it personally.

However, who could guarantee that this witch wouldn't suddenly want to end up like this?

“What a headache, Lady Holy Maiden of Schrodinger... Put a holy maiden in the Moon Reflection Pond. When two undercover agents bring Cheng Liuxian to meet her, there is a 50% chance that she will appear, and a 50% chance that she will not appear.”

Guo Fan muttered to himself, and the image of the saintess hiding in the pond and observing him appeared in his mind. He thought about it and laughed.

To be honest, the woman who had always been elegant, calm, and arrogant would be quite cute if she held her head and squatted down.

“Schrodinger? Who is that?”

A languid and charming voice suddenly sounded with a hint of doubt.

The smile on Guo Fan's face froze. Wait?!

His absentminded eyes instantly focused, and he saw a pitch-black fog suddenly appear in the middle of the room. The hazy and strange fog condensed into a human figure.

The fog weaved into a black veil, and together with his waterfall-like long hair, covered in a graceful and graceful female body, the face under the black veil was pale and seductive. Her abyssal black pupils stared at Guo Fan, and her long eyelashes were like butterfly wings. An unfathomable shadow was cast down.

She stood barefooted. A faint green vein could be seen on her snow white jade feet. There was a silver ring on her ankles and wrists. The thin silver chain penetrated deep into the black veil and connected to the wide ring on her neck.

Guo Fan knew that this wonderful body was bound by these silver chains. It represented the absolute purity of the doctrine of service and could not be married for the rest of her life.

She took two steps forward and reached out to hold Guo Fan's cheek. Her narrowed eyes had a scarlet light in them. The corner of her mouth curled up and she whispered, “No matter who he is, Li Xieren can only be Guo Xiaobo's...”

The witch's eyes were blurred and she kissed Guo Fan's forehead.

The goose bumps all over Guo Fan's body were instantly stimulated. There was clearly a trace of metal cutting across his forehead. It was a tongue nail.

The woman's voice became softer and softer, “But Guo Xiaobo, will he only belong to Li Xieren?”

She lowered her head and looked at Guo Fan with her enlarged pupils. There seemed to be red flames burning in the deepest part of her eyes.

Guo Fan thought he was wrong. Schrodinger's saintess was put in Su Feng's room. There were two outcomes. Half of them were Guo Fan's life, and the other half Guo Fan's death.