Chapter 110: The Approaching Darkness

Chapter 110: The Approaching Darkness

Qian Gui remained silent, creating an eerie atmosphere in the quiet surroundings.

“Have you forgotten the principles of the organization?” A cold voice emanated from beneath the ghostly mask, accompanied by a hint of murderous intent.

Yao Zang squinted his eyes, and the colorful garments on his body moved without wind.

In the narrow alleyway, the sound of cracking was incessant.Ñøv€l-B1n was the first platform to present this chapter.

Cracks, like a spider’s web, quickly spread across the ground and walls.

After about ten breaths, the cracks ceased spreading, and Yao Zang extended his hands, saying, “Don’t be so serious; I’m just a little curious. I have brought something from afar, and I don’t even have the right to know?”

“Everyone has their own tasks; do your part, and now, hand over the Ghost Buddha’s belongings.” Qian Gui took a step forward.

Yao Zang’s pale face twitched continuously, but after careful consideration, he took out a black box about five inches long and wide, emitting a faint black aura.

“Here you go!”

Qian Gui took the black box, and his body slowly sank, blending into the earth.

At this moment, Yao Zang asked, “Did you come here to devour the blood and flesh of the people in this small town, completing the Corpse Fusion Technique?”

Qian Gui’s body jerked, “What if I did?”

“Well, that’s unfortunate. My treasures are also quite hungry, so I was just about to have a feast here. How about finding another place?” Yao Zang said coldly, expressing his dissatisfaction.

“If you have the ability, feel free to try,” Qian Gui’s body completely merged into the earth, as if he had never appeared.

Yao Zang opened his eyes, and the blood-red strange patterns wriggled like worms.

He grinned, baring sharp fangs, saying slowly, “Then let’s give it a try.”

Jinyang City, Lord’s Mansion, in a dimly lit room.

Lord Ye Heng, motionless, suddenly opened his eyes. His eyeballs were as black as ink.

In a moment, the withered corpse lifted three six-armed ghostly Buddha statues.

“The item has been obtained. What’s inside?” Qian Gui asked casually, a black box floating in mid-air.

“See for yourself.” The ghostly Buddha grinned.

“Breaking the ice is not something that can be done in a day,” Qin Feng smirked.

Well, the result was within his expectations anyway.

“This, take it.” Qin Feng took out a sugar figure from the storage ring and handed it over.

The beauty turned her head, slightly raised her head. The pure and delicate neck, as well as the collarbone faintly visible beneath the white collar, made Qin Feng’s heart tremble involuntarily.

Liu Jianli looked at the sugar figure resembling a beautiful woman, holding a sword in her hand, standing on a cloud. A hint of light flashed in her eyes, as if recalling the past.

The fair jade arm reached out, took the sugar figure, and the crimson lips lightly opened, “Thank you.”

“Hmm.” Qin Feng didn’t linger much. After a few words, he bid farewell, as he still had to go out with his family to watch the performance.

In the lakeside pavilion, Liu Jianli looked at the sugar figure in her hand, lost in thought. After a long time, she stuck out her tongue and licked it lightly. It was sweet, a taste she had never experienced before.

In the past, she had focused solely on cultivation and swordsmanship, even after entering the Myriad Swords Sect.

For her, cultivation and the sword were everything.

So, when she failed to break through and became paralyzed, nothing in the world seemed to touch her heart.

But coming to this remote small town, to the Qin family, after meeting him...

It seemed, things had changed.

The long silent heart stirred up a ripple.

“Miss.” Lan Ningshuang entered the lakeside pavilion and paused when she saw the sugar figure in her hand, knowing that Young Master had just been here.

Seeing Liu Jianli lightly licking the sugar figure, Lan Ningshuang’s face showed a regretful expression. Such a good thing, does it really have to be eaten?

Fortunately, after a moment, Liu Jianli put down the sugar figure.

“Condensation.”

“What’s wrong, Miss?”

“Help me put it away.”

“Okay.” Lan Ningshuang put the sugar figure into the spatial jade pendant, showing a joyful expression on her face.

She noticed that Miss had become somewhat different, and it was all thanks to Young Master.