The Sect Leader Has Taken in a New Female Disciple-Chapter 942 - 296: Do I Take After My Mother? (6k)_2

Chapter 942: Chapter 296: Do I Take After My Mother? (6k)_2

"The various secrets of the Shen Family? Too distant for me, but they can be kept as gossip for leisure."

"These Divine Techniques scrolls are off limits, including this Four-Color Array. Cultivating them is forbidden, and selling them recklessly could definitely bring disaster!"

"Why are there so many women’s undergarments? This Yan Sen sure plays around!"

Zhou Qing frowned as he rummaged through, pulling out fifty top-grade spirit stones for Lu Yaoyao.

This left Lu Yaoyao utterly shocked.

"Take them, it’s for everyone who sees it!" Zhou Qing waved his hand and continued searching.

Lu Yaoyao smiled happily and accepted them without hesitation.

She could refuse what others gave, but what her father gave, she could of course accept with peace of mind.

Such items alone were enough to support her breakthrough to Divinity Transformation, provided she quickly comprehended her own realm.

"Huh, this is—"

Soon enough, as Zhou Qing cleared everything away, a black box came into view.

The box looked ordinary, but upon first glance, Zhou Qing felt a chill down his spine.

For safety’s sake, he did not open it immediately but carefully took it out for identification.

[Blood-Soul Spirit-Slaying Talisman: Inside this seemingly ordinary box is a special rune crafted personally by the Fifth Ancestor of the Yan Family, capable of unleashing three powerful attacks at the Spirit Slash Realm Perfection.]

After seeing the feedback, Zhou Qing broke into a cold sweat, feeling a wave of fear.

If, within the Eternal Sin Fire Mirror, Yan Sen had not been blinded by anger and unleashed it, Zhou Qing feared he would have been utterly destroyed.

"What is this?" Seeing Zhou Qing’s pale face, Lu Yaoyao leaned closer to ask.

Zhou Qing did not answer. He took a deep breath, gently opened it, and there was a rune soaked in blood light, embossed with a sinister ghost head pattern.

"The Fifth Ancestor of the Yan Family could craft such a deadly tool for Yan Sen’s protection, indicating their unfathomable power and Yan Sen’s high status within the Yan Family."

At this thought, a murderous intent grew cold in Zhou Qing’s eyes.

He must leave this Eight Uncle here permanently, or else, what awaited him—and even the Taiqing Sect—would be total destruction!

"I have a plan, it’s risky, but we have no choice!" Zhou Qing picked up the Blood-Soul Spirit-Slaying Talisman, looking at Lu Yaoyao.

Lu Yaoyao replied resolutely, "No matter the risk, I’m willing!"

Seeing no trace of fear in Lu Yaoyao’s eyes, Zhou Qing felt warmth in his heart.

Since they both could disregard life and death, they were already halfway to success.

"We might have to put on a show..." Zhou Qing leaned closer to Lu Yaoyao, whispering the entire plan.

Though there was worry shown on Lu Yaoyao’s face after listening, she still nodded firmly.

...

Before long, as the fifth day completely ended, ripple upon ripple appeared around them.

Then an irresistible suction force appeared out of nowhere, pulling on their bodies.

And subsequently, they were forcefully expelled.

"Fellow Daoist, spare my life, I truly entered inadvertently... Is this outside? I’m not dead? I’m actually not dead, haha, I’m out!"

It was the same island, the sea breeze gently brushed by.

But at this moment, a hoarse plea came from not far away.

On the beach, a group of seven-colored primordial spirit huddled, shivering with its head in its arms.

It’s unclear what Yan Weiyi had experienced to end up without a physical body. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Soon, when he noticed the unfamiliar scenery, his previously terrified eyes were filled with ecstatic joy.

A glance revealed the bloody Lu Yaoyao lying to the side, as well as... the also unconscious Yan Sen.

"Cough cough—" Yan Weiyi, quickly getting up, was coughing violently, making his entire primordial spirit fluctuate.

"I understand now, five days, outsiders can only stay in there for at most five days before being expelled!"

Yan Weiyi suddenly realized, then wore a sinister smile.

"That damned Zhou Qing clearly went in once before, yet didn’t mention this, clearly with ulterior motives. But looking at this, he seems not to have come out, could he have died in there?"

Yan Weiyi’s face immediately filled with regret.

If that guy really died in there and without the Golden Roc Treasure Skills, how would he enter next time?

His own physical body and storage bag were all left there.

Who would have thought that there was actually a terrifying Demon Emperor still alive inside?

Though sealed, even a slight attack almost caused him to fall in that mountain range.

"Forget it, being alive is fortunate enough, as for the Golden Roc Technique, perhaps Zhou Qing’s sect has it, and through a soul search, it could be obtained. Then I’ll ask Sen’Er where he found them!"

Yan Weiyi muttered to himself, then looked at the disheveled, bloodstained Yan Sen lying not far away, feeling helpless.

Never did he feel that they were so incompatible before; looking at those tattered clothes, did something happen after he left?

What a jinx!

He couldn’t afford to care, hurriedly approaching.

His own storage bag was left inside, but luckily Yan Sen’s was still here, and he urgently needed to recover.

"Sen’Er—"

Yan Weiyi quickly arrived at "Yan Sen’s" side, turning him over and propping him up.

"Uncle... Uncle?"

"Yan Sen" suddenly groaned muffledly, with a face streaked with blood. Yet, upon opening his eyes, a gaze not belonging to Yan Sen was revealed.

Spotting that unfamiliar face, Yan Weiyi was momentarily stunned, seemingly unable to comprehend what had happened.