northernbook Chapter 268 Blow up a ball, blow up a big balloon
Chapter 268 Blow up a ball, blow up a big balloon
"What kind of treasure is this?"
After calming down, Xuanyuan Ba and the others stared at the "Old Six Pearls" that emitted an earthy yellow light with resentment and curiosity.
Ji Wushuang stared at the figures at the entrance with a gloomy expression, her heart filled with hatred, yet also with deep apprehension.
"Wushuang, is that woman in the light veil the one who has been following you all along?" Ji Rong turned to look at Ji Wushuang and asked sternly.
"Reporting to Second Uncle, it's this bitch!" Ji Wushuang gritted her teeth, her eyes almost spitting fire.
"Do you recognize that leader?" Ji Rong pressed, his gaze fixed on Ji Wushuang, as if trying to glean some clues from his face.
Ji Wushuang took a deep breath, suppressing the surging hatred in his heart, and said, "Second Uncle, this person has opposed me time and time again. I wish I could kill him immediately. However, I learned from those rogue cultivators that his name is Zhuge Liang and he is a member of the Blood Drop Pavilion!"
"Hmph! The mere Blood Drop Pavilion dares to be so arrogant," Ji Rong sneered.
Then he looked at Ji Wushuang and said, "This matter must not be made public. We must prepare for both possibilities! Do you understand?"
"Nephew understands!"
A ruthless glint flashed in Ji Wu's eyes, and he immediately understood.
Kongming stared at the three powerful families below, who were like ants on a hot pan, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
"Old ghost, you better keep a close watch on me!" Kongming turned and shouted at the "Old Six Pearls" floating behind him.
"Hehehe... Fellow Daoist Zhuge, rest assured, unless they are not afraid of being erased by the rules within the secret realm, they will not be able to get past this old man!"
"Hehehe... That's great... Watch how I suppress these arrogant fools... Awesome..."
The old ghost's triumphant voice emanated from the "Old Six Pearls," carrying a sense of exhilaration and triumph.
Normally, even the most ordinary scion of a noble family would not be treated with the slightest disrespect by the three major factions of the various kingdoms. Now, the tables have turned, and seeing a group of core figures from noble families groveling at their feet, the joy in their hearts is indescribable.
Kongming ignored the old ghost's smugness and disappeared outside the gate in a flash.
"You little thief, how dare you..."
"You damned devil..."
"Where is justice...?"
The three powerful families below were furious. They had spent so much to open the passage, only to be turned away.
They could only watch helplessly as Kongming and the others passed through the gate and entered the Ancient Xuan Daoist Temple.
Crossing the gate, Kongming and the others entered the true Ancient Profound Dao Arena. Suddenly, they felt a lightness throughout their bodies, and the suppression of their cultivation in the secret realm vanished without a trace.
As if the shackles within his body had been broken, Kongming even faintly sensed a slight improvement in his own magical power.
Kongming was almost startled and broke out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, he had been careful and kept the people from the three great families out of the gate.
Otherwise, if this place were to lose its suppression over Nascent Soul cultivators, the consequences would be unimaginable!
Then, an unexpectedly peaceful scene came into view.
The temple grounds were quiet and peaceful, with golden mist drifting gently like a thin veil, casting a dreamlike glow over the entire space.
A faint floral fragrance permeated the air, its rich aroma refreshing and invigorating.
"Blow up a ball, blow up a big balloon, blow up a big ball and play with it." Pigsy couldn't help but hum a little tune as he looked at the beautiful scenery in front of him.
However, the bizarre lyrics made Su Yao blush with embarrassment...
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