A bizarre resurgence begins with a pact made by a weasel.

Chapter 15 Wizard

[Five Immortals' Struggle for Divinity: Day Four Countdown]

The sky was just beginning to lighten.

Xie Qing returned to the foot of the mountain.

"Young Master, you're finally back."

Huang Qi was squatting outside the car door, staring at the cigarette, when he saw Xie Qing, he quickly put out his cigarette.

Because of that parting sentence, he couldn't sleep all night.

The area around my feet was littered with cigarette butts.

"Smoking at such a young age?"

"hey-hey."

Huang Qi didn't dare to argue and quickly opened the car door.

Xie Qing got into the car, his mind still replaying the story told by the woman in palace attire. He looked at Huang Qi and asked, "Huang Qi, are you weasels considered spirits?"

This completely confused Huang Qiwen.

"spirit!?"

"Shouldn't we be fairies?"

"..." Xie Qing changed the subject, "Then how did you develop sentience and learn magic to become human?"

"You'd have to ask Ancestor Huang Jue."

Huang Qi thought for a moment and said:

"It is said that our ancestors passed down a recipe to the old man, which is why our clan has so many weasels that have developed intelligence. The most intelligent weasels can even transform into humans."

"Before she joined our group, only one or two weasels in each generation were able to develop intelligence."

Xie Qing immediately grasped the key point.

"Aren't Huang Jue's supernatural abilities and skills inherited from your family?"

"Our ancestor was adopted by the old man. He found her in a dilapidated temple. I heard that she was injured at the time and was curled up inside the statue."

"What perspective?"

"Huangtian Temple".

"So how do you practice your spiritual disciplines on a daily basis?"

"They ate meat and drank soup heartily. The old man often brewed medicinal soups, adding all sorts of strange and unusual ingredients, which seemed to be recipes passed down from their ancestors."

"Shouldn't we absorb the essence of the sun and moon, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth?"

Huang Qi shook his head like a rattle drum.

"No, no. We've never done that."

As for the rest, Huang Qi didn't know much either.

Seeing Xie Qing deep in thought, he suggested:

"Young master, would you like to ask an elder in the clan to tell you that although the old master has passed away, there is still an aunt who is about the same age as him who is still alive."

Xie Qing's eyes lit up:

"Alright, you can invite her directly, no, let's go and visit her directly."

"Alright, she lives in the Huangtian Temple where our ancestor lived back then."

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same time.

Donghai County.

Yushi Town.

Sukyo-kan.

This is also a villa left by Xie Lan, but compared to Huangtian Pavilion where Xie Qing is located, this villa is much more lively, with many servants coming and going, and three cars parked at the entrance of the villa alone.

Squeak!

suddenly,

A little mouse crawled out of the sewer.

It slowly crawled into the villa, dragging its wet, protruding tail.

Its tail trailed a long trail of water, which was unusually conspicuous on the clean carpet. But strangely, none of its servants who saw it tried to drive it away. Instead, they bowed their heads slightly, showing great respect.

The little mouse made its way to the lobby.

Sitting on the sofa was a handsome young man with short hair, dark eyes, and wearing a black vest.

Squeak!

The little mouse stood upright at his feet, then crawled up his leg, up his arm, and finally landed in his palm.

Squeak squeak squeak!

The little mouse bared its teeth and brandished its claws.

The man in black remained calm.

"really?"

Squeak squeak squeak!

After receiving an affirmative reply, the man in black stuffed the little mouse into his sleeve and headed upstairs.

He arrived at the door of a room and knocked gently:

"Young Miss..."

"Fuck you."

A rough, foreign-speaking voice came from inside.

Su Mo paused for a moment, then knocked on the door again, in his usual calm tone:

"Young Miss, it's information about Xie Qing."

From inside the door came another burst of gibberish in a foreign language, but finally, a lazy, husky female voice could be heard mixed in:

"Come in."

Su Mo opened the door, and an indescribable stench hit him. He forced himself to go in and saw various clothes, food, drinks and crumpled paper scattered on the floor.

In the center of the room were intertwined limbs and chunks of flesh.

It looked like a bunch of black spiders embracing each other, their hairy legs overlapping.

Su Mo withdrew his gaze, half-kneeling on the ground, his eyes fixed on the floor:

"Young Miss, Xie Qing did not have the Blood Sacrifice Illusion Array."

"Butler Fu is still wandering around outside; this is highly suspicious."

"Oh."

A mocking murmur emanated from the mass of flesh:

"Isn't it reasonable for a country bumpkin like him to give up the fight?"

Xie Hong pushed aside the limbs pressing down on him and crawled out.

It looked like a white spider silk being continuously pulled out of the black spider's body.

"Are you crazy? Quickly, help me up."

Su Mo's breath hitched for a moment, but she still stepped forward and pulled Xie Hong up completely.

Xie Hong plopped down on the back of a black man, lazily stretched, and his breasts immediately became surging.

She was extremely tall, with striking and sharp features, and casually tossed her red hair:

"It's nothing, don't bother me again."

"Young Miss!!"

At this point,

Su Mo finally frowned.

"This matter concerns the Triad of the Holy Grail; the struggle for the throne among the five immortals is about to begin. If..."

"There's no such thing as 'if'."

Xie Hong sneered:

"I told you long ago, I don't care about Xie Lan's inheritance."

"And I don't care about that bullshit 'Three-Part Freemasonry' either."

With a flick of her toe, a dark shadow rushed towards Su Mo, easily covering the man's handsome face. The black men lying on the ground burst into laughter.

"Young Miss!"

Su Mo calmly removed the lace from her head.

"Please ask them to leave first."

"no need."

"We're all family here, so just say it."

Su Mo paused for a moment, then could only continue to advise:

"Obtaining the Holy Grail grants one a lifespan of three hundred years, and the guild contains countless wondrous techniques. Once you join, you will be above the billions of living beings in Linzhou."

"Can someone of even higher status surpass foreigners?"

This···

Of course not.

Su Mo was speechless.

"What kind of bullshit method is this? I think it's just a way to torture people. For a few tricks, people have to toughen up their bodies, suffer, apply medicine, bleed and cry. How can it compare to the quick methods of foreigners?"

Xie Hong stood up straight:

"I became a wizard after only ten years of studying abroad. Even if Sherman were alive, I could easily kill him."

"And you, after a hundred years of cultivation, are still his defeated opponent."

Su Mo clenched his fists, even crumpling the lace underwear he was holding into a small ball. Xie Hong leaned down, grabbed Su Mo's hair, and mocked him viciously:

"If you had studied abroad with me years ago, you would have been completely transformed. Why cling to this worthless Holy Grail?"

She leaned close to the man's ear and said, word by word:

"As long as you implant the blood of various mysterious beings from Gwangju, you can immediately achieve extraordinary status. Su Mo, you should learn to give up, give up your useless obsession."

Su Mo closed his eyes and shook his head.

"The roots of Linzhou must not be severed."

"Pooh!"

"I have no roots!"

Xie Hong, unable to contain his anger, kicked him:

"Get out! Get out of here!"

"Don't get in the way of my continued foreign language learning."

At that very moment,

Boom boom boom!

A noise came from the window next to him, and Xie Hong's expression changed slightly.

She tapped it with her fingertip.

Click,