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Chapter 63 Times Have Changed [Please vote and read on!]

three days later.

In the Qibao Hotel in Tiandou City, a man and a woman were having a meal in a window seat on the second floor. The man was holding a cute little girl in his arms, and he was eating a big chicken leg. Her little mouth was covered in oil. Perhaps because she had been hungry too many times in the past, the little girl had a big appetite and was never picky about food.

I could hear people talking from the next table.

"Hey, did you hear?"

"What did you hear?"

"Tang Hao! That youngest Title Douluo of the Clear Sky Sect on the continent died suddenly. His entire head was smashed into his chest. When it was pulled out, his skull was full of bloody holes smashed by a spiked club. His death was utterly tragic. The Clear Sky Sect was furious. I heard that Xiaotian Douluo has even led his men out of the mountains and is searching everywhere for the murderer."

"Is that so? That's Haotian Douluo! How could he die so easily? If he wanted to escape, who could stop him? Don't just believe everything you hear and keep spouting nonsense..."

"This time it's for real! You know my cousin, right? Didn't he marry into the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School a couple of years ago? He secretly told me this. Besides, if the news were false, why would Howling Sky Douluo bring people out of the mountain?"

"What you said seems to make sense. But who has been identified as the murderer?"

"I don't know. My cousin didn't say, and he doesn't seem to know either. But I guess it was the Spirit Hall that did it. They already have a grudge against each other, and only the Spirit Hall has the strength to take down this Haotian Douluo..."

"So it's the Spirit Hall!"

They took the blame!

Regardless of whether it is true or not, the Spirit Hall will have to attract most of the attention.

Lu Xian and the kitten exchanged a glance, and a slight twitch appeared on his lips.

"It seems Ning Rongrong didn't sell you out..." she said softly.

"That's not necessarily true." Lu Xian glanced at the bustling crowds outside the window. Ning Rongrong may not have told the Haotian Sect the truth, but the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect must have known the real situation at the time.

"We've been watched ever since we entered the city, but we don't know which faction it is. Can you guess if it's the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the Spirit Hall, or the Clear Sky School?"

Lu Xian smiled faintly, his face showing no sign of nervousness.

"Three forces?"

Zhu Zhuqing frowned slightly. "If it were the Clear Sky Sect, they would have already attacked by now, so we can rule them out. I can understand the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, but why would the Spirit Hall be targeting us? Aren't they far away in Spirit City...?"

"That's not necessarily true. Some of the Spirit Hall guys are plotting something much bigger, and they have a very close relationship with Ning Fengzhi, the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School..."

"You and Nannan can check into a room here for now. I'm going out to Sunset Forest to pick up some things and also to see which faction is following us."

Lu Xian stood up slowly and calmly.

"Okay." She nodded, knowing that with her own abilities, following him would only be a hindrance. It would be better to wait here for news and make a decision when the situation became clearer.

After paying the bill, Lu Xian wandered around Tian Dou City alone, bought some ironware and jade items, and prepared to go to Sunset Forest to gather immortal herbs.

Since the strength of his soul increased, many vague memories have become clear again, including the method of picking the immortal herb.

The immortal herbs in Sunset Forest played a significant role in his coming to Tiandou City. Even if they couldn't help him open the Sea of ​​Bitterness, they would certainly help him upgrade his soul power.

As for whether he would clash with Dugu Bo, he didn't care. At worst, he would just have a fight; he wasn't afraid.

With everything ready, Lu Xian leisurely left the city.

[Lu Xueqi: I've successfully escaped the sea of ​​suffering!]

"Wow, Naiqi is pretty fast. The King of Roll is really something else."

[Lu Xian: Congratulations!]

[Yan Ling Ji: Congratulations!]

[Ye Fan: Congratulations!]

[Xiao Yan: Breaking the formation, I'm really envious. By the way, what does it feel like to open up the Sea of ​​Bitterness?]

[Lu Xueqi: My blood and energy are vigorous, and my body seems much stronger and more resilient. The most obvious feeling is that my strength has increased, to the point that I find it exaggerated. Among my fellow disciples, perhaps no one can withstand my sword anymore.]

[Lu Xueqi: Video (easily uprooting a small tree as thick as a bowl with one hand)]

[Lu Xian: Holy crap! It's like Lin Daiyu uprooting a willow tree!]

[Ye Fan: Holy crap! It's like the girl next door has just blossomed into womanhood, with strength that could uproot mountains and an aura that could overwhelm the world.]

[Xiao Yan: Holy crap! A single pouty lipstick goes unpaid, a single punch kills a young man.]

The art style suddenly went astray under someone's lead.

Lu Xueqi's face darkened.

[Lu Xueqi: You three, do you think my sword isn't sharp enough?]

That's incredibly profitable!

With that strength, combined with the Heavenly Sword, it's truly as sharp as cutting through mud. Even Ye Fan might not be able to withstand it now; it would probably take Lu Xian's invincible power to catch it.

[Xiao Yan: Sister Qi is so powerful and domineering! I'm your loyal little fanboy, I'll kill those two bastards!]

[Lu Xian: Oh no! There's a traitor in our three-person team! Ye Hei, what do you say?]

[Ye Fan: Sister Qi is so powerful and domineering! I'm your loyal little fanboy! I'll kill Brother Lu, that bastard who started this slander!]

[Lu Xian: You two are such wretches, you've all betrayed us! Look at you cowards!]

[Lu Xueqi: ?]

[Lu Xian: Sister Qi is so powerful and domineering! I'm also your loyal little fanboy. Do you have any spirit ginseng left? Please give your little fanboy one to open the Sea of ​​Bitterness, I beg you.]

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[Lu Xueqi: That's all.]

[Lu Xian: What a waste of your feelings...]

[Lu Xueqi: I can apply at the sect.]

[Lu Xian: Sister Qi, please!]

[Lu Xueqi: You can only apply once a year.]

[Lu Xian: He tui——]

[Yan Ling Ji: ...]

[Xiao Yan: It still has to be Brother Lu!]

[Ye Fan: You're a true chameleon!]

On the outskirts of Tiandou City, under a shady grove, Lu Xian suddenly stopped and said indifferently, "I've been following you for a while now. It would be impolite to keep following you. Should I ask you to come out?"

whoosh-

A figure darted out from behind a large, leafy tree and nimbly leaped down. It was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man with five soul rings pulsating beneath his feet—a five-ring Soul King.

Lu Xian asked expressionlessly, "What is it?"

"My master invites you," the middle-aged man said succinctly.

"Heh~"

Lu Xian sneered: "Your master has quite the nerve, thinking he can get me to come over with just a simple invitation? If he's sincere, he should come see me himself. You can't even get me to come. Either die or get out of here."

The middle-aged man's face turned somewhat ugly; this kid's words were truly arrogant and unpleasant.

Of course it sounds unpleasant, but if it's a sincere invitation, Lu Xian wouldn't mind accepting it to meet the person behind the scenes. He also wants to find someone with the ability to deal with the trashy soul bones he has on hand.

However, this kind of behavior of sending people to follow and stalk is really distasteful. Lu Xian was already being very lenient by not killing him on the spot.

Lu Xian casually picked up a meter-long twig and tossed it into the middle of the road before turning and leaving.

The middle-aged man watched his departing figure, his eyes gradually narrowing. What did that mean?

Crossing the line means death?

He really refused to believe it!

Seeing that the kid had already walked nearly a hundred meters, the middle-aged man lifted his leg and crossed the line.

The next second, he suddenly felt something in his mouth. Before he could react, he heard a dull thud, felt a chill on his forehead, and then fell straight down.

"Idiot, you ate shit!"

Lu Xian blew on the muzzle of the Desert Eagle, which was still emitting gunpowder smoke, and turned to leave.

(End of this chapter)