Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant-Chapter 1389 - 41 Out of the World_3
"If I were you, even with exceptional talent, I’d never make such a choice."
With a cold snort, he continued:
"Or do you actually have other plans? Be straightforward then, are you using me as a pawn or what?"
The old woman was about to speak when she suddenly paused as if sensing something, then her face broke into a smile:
"Don’t hurry, that treasure I just mentioned to you... it’s about to mature..."
Qin Lingxiao was taken aback, not quite understanding.
...
Outside Yuanci Palace.
Daoist Yuanci looked towards the distant Stone Forest with a look of regret.
He was about to leave.
But at this moment.
Daoist Yuanci suddenly felt an intuition and looked towards the north.
Moments later, a streak of light hurriedly shot through the northern sky, towards the Stone Forest of Yuanci Palace with a hint of panic and clear defeat.
"It’s that ’Mage Shan’!"
Daoist Yuanci’s gaze sharpened.
He had seen Mage Shan confront two other Saint Mages in Cuiluo City before, and though he was not very familiar with his aura, it was not unfamiliar to him.
But in just an instant.
Eight more streaks of light rapidly approached from afar!
Among them, two figures were familiar to Daoist Yuanci, the Saint Mages from the Ziche Family and Sikou Clan who had previously besieged Mage Shan in Cuiluo City.
Daoist Yuanci’s heart grew cold!
"Eight... Out of the Nine Great Families, there are nine at the stage of Immortal Ascension, and eight suddenly showed up!"
"Are they about to take action against Yuanci Palace?"
"But don’t they fear the Three Saints of Yuanci?"
The two groups of lights were chasing one after another, quickly closing in on the location of Yuanci Palace.
Daoist Yuanci did not dare to delay and slapped his Storage Treasure.
In a low and quick voice he asked: "Patriarch, can we cope with these people?"
From the Storage Treasure, the muffled voice of Yuyang Patriarch soon came through:
"If I were intact, it would be a piece of cake, but now at most I have the strength for one more strike..."
Daoist Yuanci’s heart sank slightly, restraining the urge to flee and asked again:
"Can you conceal my aura then?"
This time, Yuyang Patriarch was full of confidence:
"Merely at the early stage of Divinity Transformation, as easy as flipping one’s hand!"
As he spoke, from within the Storage Treasure, an imperceptible drum sound suddenly emerged, completely enveloping Daoist Yuanci.
Daoist Yuanci was clearly still standing in his original spot, yet if other Cultivators tried to sense him, they would feel nothing.
Only with the naked eye could he be seen.
However, his hiding place was quite secluded, and if one really used their eyes to search, no one would be able to see.
After carefully sensing for a moment, Daoist Yuanci couldn’t feel his own aura at all and nodded in satisfaction.
Then he looked towards Yuanci Palace in the distance.
He saw that Mage Shan’s streak of light was about to rush into the Formation on the periphery of Yuanci Palace.
However, at this moment.
Out of the eight lights chasing closely behind, suddenly a rainbow light shot out, passing through Mage Shan’s body!
Noticing the disturbance, Mage Xianyu and a few other Mages, who had already been waiting inside the Formation to receive him, thought they could successfully receive him. Their faces, yet to bloom with joy, froze instantly!
Their eyes widened, watching as Mage Shan’s body was carried by his flying treasure into the Formation.
"Teacher!"
Inside the Formation, a young Mage was at first dumbfounded, then his complexion changed dramatically as he rushed forward.
Mage Shan’s body, however, fell limply from the flying treasure.
Caught by the young Mage in his arms.
However, the middle-aged Mage’s eyes had lost their luster.
In his battered body, there was no longer any trace of a Primordial Spirit.
"Tea, teacher..."
Despair set upon the young Mage’s face, his lips quivering.
In the sky above, it was as though only now the commotion had taken hold.
Dark clouds silently gathered, followed by a deluge of blood rain and endless wailing.
Within the clouds, a vision of a middle-aged female Cultivator’s apparition materialized and then dissipated...
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With the rise of this terrestrial anomaly,
Eight figures also stood aloft in midair from the eight directions of Yuanci Palace, each bearing expressions of cold smiles, mockery, or ferocity.
One of the figures even sneered at Mage Xianyu inside the Formation:
"So Yuanci Palace has already become an empty shell... haha, could it be that there’s now only a single Mage Shan left in your palace?"
"And what about Liao Weirui? Or is he also no longer here?"
"Not here? What about the hiding Three Saints of Yuanci?"
"Hah, I’m really a little curious, where have all these Saint Mages of Yuanci Palace gone? Could it be that they have already left Zhongsheng Continent and moved somewhere else?"
"If that is indeed the case, then today Yuanci Palace will become nothing but history!"
Inside the Formation.
Mage Xianyu and the other few Mages, seeing the corpse of Mage Shan, were filled with grief and clenched their teeth with resentment.
Hearing the words of the Saint Mage, Mage Xianyu was first taken aback, then quickly turned around, looking at Yun Shu, who had yet to be pushed down.
"Was it you?!"
She slapped with her hand, striking Yun Shu’s abdomen, causing Yun Shu to involuntarily spit out an extremely fine, finger-sized Magic Tool.
Seeing this Magic Tool, Mage Xianyu’s face turned even uglier.
"Mes, sa, ging, Magi, cal Device!"
The pain and regret on Yun Shu’s face quietly faded away, replaced by a smirk filled with contempt and mockery:
"Blame yourself for not killing me immediately!"
’Boom!’
The Messaging Magical Device suddenly broke apart, but even Mage Xianyu’s angry strike could not grind the device to dust entirely, which showed its extraordinary hardness.
Only Yun Shu was left standing there in amazement.
