CHAPTER 932: CHAPTER 369: PRECEPTS: TWO BOOKS

——Chu Xisheng is clearly adopting a ’hopeless situation, nothing to lose’ attitude.

"How could this be?" Jian Cangfeng rubbed his forehead, his expression tangled, "Didn’t Master Yu say after helping you repair it last time that it could still last about half a year?"

Chu Xisheng forced a smile, "It seems that after my cultivation broke through to the Fifth Grade, it put more pressure on the ’Blood Vengeance Illusion Ring’."

Yu Yunxiang likely underestimated the ’Little Flat Head’ within him.

The secret medicine Chu Xisheng took inside the hall earlier was a double dose.

He seemed to have swallowed it all himself, but actually, he split half of the medicine for Little Flat Head.

At this moment, Little Flat Head also broke through to the Fifth Grade, entering a juvenile stage. The significant increase in their cultivation put even more pressure on the Blood Vengeance Illusion Ring.

The fierce battle on the White Jade Square further accelerated the shattering process of the illusion ring.

But after today, Little Flat Head no longer needed to hide.

After their ’symbiosis’ entered the Sixth Stage, he no longer had to worry about Little Flat Head being taken away.

Moreover, as the ’Blood Vengeance Saint Transmission’, he was the source of the storm, the target of everyone’s attention.

"Then there’s nothing we can do." Jian Cangfeng sighed, looking towards the northern road, "Shall we try the next level? I wonder if we can meet up with Master Yan and the others?"

His eyes revealed a hint of solemnity.

Not long ago, both Yan Guilai and Zong Sanping came to him for the subbodies of the ’Jun Tian Sword’ and the ’Heavenly Balance Sword’.

This indicated that the two encountered formidable enemies in their current struggle.

Opponents they could not handle with their own power.

Fortunately, these Divine Sword subbodies returned shortly afterward, not bringing any bad news about Yan Guilai and the others.

Chu Xisheng then looked at the two girls behind him.

Ji Qianqian was looking at him with a bewildered expression, her eyes fixed on him as if seeing him for the first time.

Chu Xisheng didn’t even need to think to guess what this girl was pondering.

So he couldn’t be bothered to ask, instead turning a suspicious gaze to Lu Luanti, "Luanyi, what’s wrong with you? You seem so lost?"

Lu Luanti not only had her brows tied up, but her eyes also lost focus, looking absent-minded.

She had been swaying left and right, unfocused, while flying over just now.

Lu Luanti snapped out at his words, looking at him with an expression on the verge of tears, "I think my dad, he’s definitely here, and perhaps he helped me just now."

When that green blade light helped her slay Cao Zhongyan earlier, Lu Luanti felt something was off.

This person hadn’t used the ’Dream-like Blade’, so why would they help her kill a strong opponent for no reason?

Especially since Lu Luanti, since entering the Immortal Palace, couldn’t help but feel a tremor in her legs.

Thinking that she might have been under her father’s nose, making meat soup for Chu Xisheng for three days, made her wish for death.

Chu Xisheng was taken aback at the words, lifting his eyes to scan the surroundings, searching for any suspicious individuals.

Eventually, his gaze landed on a group of Jianghu Wanderers.

Especially the sallow-faced, half-armored green-robed middle-aged man among them.

Chu Xisheng couldn’t help but suspect.

Even ’Great Black Sky’ Rijialuo and the Supreme Profound Sect’s people had lost members, with one or two deaths from their ranks, yet this group of Jianghu Wanderers remained unharmed.

The sallow-faced middle-aged man seemed to notice Chu Xisheng’s gaze, turning to meet Chu Xisheng’s eyes, then smirking coldly as he continued to look deeper into the palace.

Chu Xisheng’s heart tightened.

This sallow-faced middle-aged seemed to be smiling at him, but it felt as sharp as a blade.

Chu Xisheng speculated, could this person be the ninth under heaven—Lu Chen, Sword and Dream?

"You also find that person suspicious, right?"

Lu Luanti noticed Chu Xisheng’s gaze, tugging on his sleeve, "Senior Brother, what should I do? Should I expose him now? He came without a word, hiding like this, it’s truly hateful."

Chu Xisheng immediately coughed lightly, "Not wise! If he’s indeed Master Lu, he must have his reasons for concealing his identity."

As he spoke, he discreetly untangled Lu Luanti’s jade-white hand and stepped aside.

Chu Xisheng already sensed danger.

To avoid being slain by the ’Sword and Dream’ Lu Chen, it’s wise to keep a distance from Lu Luanti.

Chu Xisheng feared it might already be too late.

"Is it?" Lu Luanti knit her brows again, then slightly calmed down, "Then let’s forget it."

Her clever mind had already devised a strategy—turn the tables!

It wasn’t like before anymore.

She was now a grown woman, surely her father wouldn’t still beat her hands with a ruler?

Besides, if her father really got angry, someone else would be the unfortunate one.

Unaware of Lu Luanti’s darker thoughts, Chu Xisheng had already taken to the air.

"Let’s go; we should move on too."

During this time, Hu Xinmei from Xuanyuan Tomb, along with members of the Supreme Profound Sect, had already proceeded along the Han white jade Avenue into the depth of the thick fog, far enough to be out of sight.

Chu Yunyun also took to the air, following behind Chu Xisheng.

She sensed something and turned her head to look behind.

Wen Zhiyi, One Sword Overturning City, was watching her, his ice-cold gaze filled with scrutiny.

He had been looking at her for quite some time.

Since the white mist completely dissipated, he had been observing her.

Chu Yunyun’s sapphire eyes flickered, then she smiled courteously at Wen Zhiyi, nodding slightly before continuing to follow behind Chu Xisheng.

She touched the shrunken-toothpick-sized Rebellious God Flag Spear within her sleeve, foreseeing a likely imminent fierce battle between her and this Wen Zhiyi, One Sword Overturning City.