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Chapter 152: Chapter 94: Little Auntie, I Want to Hold You, and It Has Nothing to Do with Romance

The night sky was dim, almost utterly devoid of light.

There was no lightning.

Yet a muffled, rolling thunder echoed through the air.

The giant eye struggled for a long time, as if succumbing to exhaustion, and was slowly closing.

The thick, viscous black mist surrounding it also seemed ready to sink and disperse.

Naturally, the main mass of black mist was the first to descend.

Huangfu Song and Gu Xiangzhu both tensed, swooping down from the sky at high speed.

Neither of them knew what was happening inside the black mist.

And the outcome was of the utmost importance to them both.

If Zhao Ci’s Spirit Platform hadn’t been devoured, he absolutely couldn’t attack him again. Otherwise, he would truly be locked in a feud to the death with Gu Xiangzhu.

Before Gu Xiangzhu entered the palace, their cultivation levels had been evenly matched.

Although he had made further progress over the years, he would never risk a life-or-death battle against her.

He could only hope now that the Sub-Insect had succeeded. Once the Mother Gu died, if the Sub-Insect couldn’t become the new Mother Gu, it would perish within a month. And he was the only person in the world who had mastered the technique of raising a Mother Gu.

’Therefore, the Sub-Insect will have no choice but to obey my commands.’

’And by devouring Zhao Ci’s memories, it will become the sole possessor of the Wine Refining Technique.’

’At that point, victory will be mine completely.’

But Gu Xiangzhu’s confidence completely baffled him. ’Could Zhao Ci truly possess some heaven-defying method to annihilate a hundred Cultivators of the same level, or even those in a higher minor realm?’

’Impossible!’

’Absolutely impossible!’

’There’s no way something so absurd could happen in this world.’

He didn’t know.

In truth, Gu Xiangzhu had no confidence at all. She knew Zhao Ci wasn’t dead, but she also knew he was as fragile as paper, practically dancing with death at the gates of Yama Hall.

She didn’t know if this weakness was from grievous injuries or from having half his Primordial Spirit devoured by the Sub-Insect.

’But that damned brat... he’s so badly hurt he’s completely lost the ability to fight back.’

’Didn’t anyone move in to finish him off?’

’Could it be...’

’...that everyone else besides him is already dead?’

’How is that possible?’

’If he had crushed the warming jade, I could have at least used soul resonance to keep him alive.’

’But he didn’t crush the jade, and he still slaughtered a hundred people? That’s just too outrageous.’

Both of them stared intently at the slowly descending black mist.

An inch.

Two inches.

The black mist drifted down slowly.

Finally, it settled on the ground and quietly dissipated.

The instant the black mist began to disperse, an overwhelming stench of blood swept over them.

The expressions on both of their faces changed drastically.

They didn’t know what had happened inside, but the smell of blood alone was enough for them to imagine the brutality of the fight.

Then, they saw a mountain of corpses.

And Zhao Ci, drenched in blood, sitting cross-legged in meditation.

As well as a dozen or so stunned morons, also sitting cross-legged and waiting.

Huangfu Song was dumbfounded.

Gu Xiangzhu was just as stunned.

Their minds went blank.

Out of a hundred people, only a dozen or so were left alive.

What kind of method had this Zhao Ci used?

And another thing!

The remaining dozen were all heavily injured, but they clearly hadn’t lost their ability to move. Why weren’t they doing anything?

What on earth was intimidating them?

’Kan Luotang?’

’Impossible!’

Huangfu Song was both horrified and furious. Horrified that his hundred puppets had been slaughtered down to a mere dozen, and furious that with a dozen still left, these useless wastes had failed to kill a virtually paralyzed Zhao Ci.

With a wave of his right hand, the remaining dozen or so men exploded into a mist of blood and gore.

Then, with a snatching motion through the air, he plucked a plump, white Sub-Insect into his hand.

His figure flickered and vanished into thin air, gone in a flash.

Gu Xiangzhu didn’t try to stop him. She knew that this time, Huangfu Song had been utterly defeated.

Although he had been incredibly arrogant this time, after such a failure, he would have to obediently clean up his own mess.

After all, this matter needed a proper conclusion for everyone involved. Otherwise, not only would she not let him off the hook, but he would also face immense pressure from both within and outside the Demon Sect.

As for now...

Gu Xiangzhu took a deep breath and looked toward the thinning black mist.

When Kan Luotang saw those men get turned into a bloody mist, she flinched. But she quickly spotted Gu Xiangzhu.

She had thought that after getting out, they might face another life-or-death crisis, since the Sub-Insect was bound to have people waiting for it outside.

But she never expected all the Sub-Insect’s puppets to die so violently in an instant.

The moment she saw Gu Xiangzhu, she knew that she and Zhao Ci were saved.

’No!’

’Zhao Ci is still far from out of danger.’

”My Lady!”

She staggered toward Gu Xiangzhu, tears streaming down her face. ”Please, save His Highness!”

Gu Xiangzhu was also anxious. Although she didn’t know the full situation, she could see Zhao Ci was in extreme danger. She hurried over, took his wrist to check his pulse, and sent a sliver of True Qi to circulate through his body.

In just a moment, she understood the full extent of his condition.

Then, her mind went blank.

’How could...’

’How could this have happened?’

Zhao Ci’s bones weren’t broken and his meridians hadn’t snapped, but his condition was far more severe than broken bones and torn sinews.

His bones were now as fragile as the flakiest pastries from Diansu Manor.

The slightest pressure would turn them to dust.

A person’s sinews, even an ordinary person’s, should be resilient. His, however, were like beef tendons stewed over a hot fire for three days and three nights—all but ready to melt in your mouth.

Gu Xiangzhu prided herself on being worldly and knowledgeable, but she had truly never seen a condition like this before.

Looking at Zhao Ci’s deathly pale face and his body, which was trembling like a leaf, the questions she had been about to ask vanished from her lips.

”What in the world happened here?!”