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The Golden-winged Beetle was not very large, only slightly larger than a bee, but its might was extraordinary.

A hole was drilled into Old He's palm, causing his expression to change greatly as he swiftly retreated. He did not want to follow in the footsteps of the butchered white drawing and be drilled into the body by this mysterious Golden-Winged Worm.

However, the Golden-Winged Worm had no intention of letting him go. It continued to chase closely and aimed at Old He's head, as if it wanted to dig into it.

Old He's expression immediately changed.

Suddenly, something tripped under his feet and he immediately lost his center of gravity. The Golden-Winged Worm took the opportunity to rush to his front, only one fist's distance away from his nose.

It's over!

This thought flashed through Old He's mind at the very last moment, and he felt as if his heart had died.

Suddenly, a burst of strong wind brushed past his face and a huge fist quickly rushed over from the side.

Old He froze for a moment before immediately recognizing that it was Qin Hai's fist.

Foolish brat, what are you doing here?

Old man He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Although Qin Hai's act of kindness moved him, he knew very well in his heart that Qin Hai would definitely not be able to stop this Golden-Winged Worm.

However, the very next second, Old He's eyes suddenly widened.

After the Golden-Winged Worm was smashed by Qin Hai's fist, it was unexpectedly sent flying. Moreover, white flames ignited its entire body, and it turned into ashes before it even landed on the ground.

Bang!

This brat actually sent that Golden-Winged Worm flying, and he even beat it to death?

After being pulled off the ground by Qin Hai, Old He held Qin Hai's fist and carefully studied it for a long time. "That's not right, your skills are not as deep as mine. Even if you know a little about body tempering, it's still impossible for you to stop that insect."

Qin Hai was able to stop the Golden-Winged Worm and completely get rid of it. Of course, it was all thanks to the Lucky Cauldron in his left hand and the Heaven Flame in his body. However, Qin Hai definitely wouldn't tell Old He such a small secret.

"..." Old He was choked by Qin Hai to the point that his eyes rolled back as he turned to leave with the golden blade in his hand.

Qin Hai chuckled and turned to look at the corpse puppet. Ever since Tu Bai Tu had been subdued by Old He, the corpse puppet had received Qin Hai's order to stand motionlessly to the side, to the point of being disobedient. Furthermore, Qin Hai discovered that after this corpse puppet was controlled by him using the Mao Mountain Sect's secret technique, he only needed to think about it and the corpse puppet would be able to follow his commands with ease.

Furthermore, the corpse puppet did not eat nor drink, so there was no need to worry about it betraying him. Furthermore, it possessed the combat power comparable to an Aurous Core stage expert. It was simply a perfect fighter!

Naturally, he couldn't just throw away such a good item. He had to think of a way to take it away.

The problem was, with such a big fellow, and a dried up corpse at that, how could he get it away?

The first thing Qin Hai thought of was changing the appearance of the corpse puppet. After changing its clothes, he thought it might be okay. However, there were some mistakes along the way, which was not good for others to see. Especially since this was a foreign country, they had to go through long flights if they wanted to return.

After some thought, Qin Hai suddenly thought of the Universe Ring. Although the Universe Ring could not hold living things, the corpse puppet was also not alive.

As a result, after just trying, the corpse puppet disappeared and reappeared in Qin Hai's Universe Ring. With a thought from Qin Hai, the corpse puppet appeared once again.

Perfect solution!

Qin Hai was overjoyed. He put the corpse puppet back into the Universe Ring and chased Old He out of the basement.

When they arrived outside the castle, they saw Old He sitting on the doorstep, wailing. He Jiaven was bandaging the old man's wounds with tears in his eyes.

Seeing Qin Hai coming over, Old He immediately whispered into He Jiawen's ear. He looked at Qin Hai and hesitated slightly, before crying out miserably, "Big Brother Qin, my grandfather said that you have some medicine to heal your wounds. Can you lend me some? My grandfather's injuries are too severe."

Qin Hai glanced over. Old He was secretly looking over. When Old He saw him looking over, Old He immediately turned his head and moaned loudly.

"That's what you're talking about, right?" Qin Hai took out another bottle of liquid from the Universe Ring and gave it to He Jiaven. He smiled and said, "Take it."

He Jiaven thanked him repeatedly and hurriedly applied medicine to Old He. Old He glared at Qin Hai and snorted, "Didn't you say there was no more just now? How come there's more?"

"This medicine is very hard to come by, so I naturally don't have it. However, since Jiwen came to me for it, I definitely won't keep it for myself." Qin Hai said with a smile, causing He Jiawen to blush and blush when he heard this.

Old He snorted coldly, his expression extremely unfriendly.

Qin Hai lit up a cigarette and asked, "Senior, what exactly is going on with this Tu Bai Tu and the three halls?"

Old He's face turned serious as he said in a low voice, "I had a friend called Feng Wanshan back in the day. His kung fu was excellent, and his family's Thunderbolt Bladestorm was famous for it, and he was extremely loyal. At that time, Bai Tu was still a small fry who offended his enemies and was chased like a stray dog. Later on, he found Feng Wanshan and wanted to rely on him. When Feng Wanshan heard this guy's nonsense, he thought Tu surnamed was a good person. Not only did he take in his family, but he also looked for medicine and treated his wounds. When Tu surnamed had fully recovered, he even taught him the art of sabresmanship. He took advantage of when Feng Wanshan was drunk to kill off all of Feng Wanshan's family, and then escaped with the Feng Family's sword manual and ancestral golden blade. Afterwards, there was no further news of him, and it took him more than ten years before he received any news.

After a short pause, Old He continued, "As for the Three Temples, not many people know about them due to their lack of involvement in domestic affairs. I've only heard of such an organization, but I'm not sure about the actual details."

He took out the bronze medallion from his bosom and said solemnly, "The only thing we can be certain of is that the three halls are extremely powerful. When encountering them, you must be careful!"

At this moment, the sound of a propeller came from the sky. Old He's expression changed as he hurriedly pulled He Jiaven along. "Let's go, the people from the three halls have come!"

The three hastily retreated into the forest near the castle.

Not long after, a helicopter landed on the lawn in front of the castle's entrance. A few men in black came down from the helicopter and stood in two rows near it.

Then a man in a red windbreaker stepped off the plane.

Old He's eyes suddenly shrank as he saw the man and whispered, "Let's go! The ones who are coming are the architects of the three shrines!"

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