Chen Wudao had died, and with that, the formidable aura of Xiang Mantang was finally exhausted!
"Phew..."
He stood still, his chest heaving powerfully, and finally, his legs gave way, and he slowly lay down on the ground, greedily gasping for air.
After all, Chen Wudao was a seasoned grandmaster, and Xiang Mantang's strength compared to him was only marginally different.
But the opponent was too old, lacking that ruthless vigor of a young bull unafraid of a tiger. Perceiving a likely outco where both would be hurt and perish together, he harbored thoughts of retreat.
This retreat allowed Xiang Mantang to alter his dood path!
Otherwise, had he also carried a resolve to die against Xiang Mantang, the final victor would still be uncertain, not to ntion allowing Xiang Mantang to successfully pin him down within three minutes!
Thinking thus, Xiang Mantang barely gathered a vestige of strength in his body, then tremblingly stretched his left hand, laboriously reaching inside his robe, and subsequently pulled out a small dicine bottle.
With his left hand trembling, he brought the small dicine bottle to his mouth. Then, he bit on the cork, pulled it off with a "pop," spat it out, and began greedily drinking the dicine inside the bottle!
After consuming the dicine inside the small bottle, Xiang Mantang's pallid complexion began to visibly and rapidly regain its rosiness.
Afterward, Xiang Mantang tossed away the bottle, closed his eyes, and began to regulate his breath.
Ten minutes later.
Xiang Mantang breathed out a long turbid breath, slowly opened his eyes, which sparkled anew, revived from their previous dullness.
"Phew..."
Xiang Mantang collected his energy and then got to his feet, his disabled right arm weakly flopping like overcooked noodles.
He turned his head to look at his right arm, shook his head slightly, and murmured to himself, "I was still too careless, I can't be like this next ti."
After reprimanding himself, Xiang Mantang no longer concerned himself with his ruined right arm and strode directly toward the Chen Wudao, who was nailed dead to an ancient tree.
Chen Wudao was already thoroughly dead, and Xiang Mantang didn't look at him, raised his left hand, gripped the spear shaft, and with a slight effort, pulled out the Overlord Spear.
"Plop!"
Chen Wudao slid down from the tree, his collapsing eyes still staring fixedly at Xiang Mantang, exuding endless resentnt and unwillingness.
After disassembling the Overlord Spear and placing it inside a wooden box, Xiang Mantang took out his phone to look, and sure enough, it had been damaged in the battle just now.
Even if the phone hadn't been broken, there would have been no signal near the Valley of Death anyway.
But he had already planned for this, so he did not show any disappointed expression.
After waiting a few more minutes.
Xiang Mantang's subordinates finally arrived on ti.
When they saw Chen Wudao, who had been dead for quite so ti, the way they looked at Xiang Mantang carried an added asure of fear.
"Clean up the scene, we're heading back."
Xiang Mantang instructed his people.
Even though the Valley of Death seldom saw any visitors, if soone indeed ca and saw Chen Wudao's corpse, it would complicate matters.
Moreover, this was the entrance to the Kunlun Ruins, leaving Chen Wudao's body might seem like a provocation to the insiders.
Better to just handle it imdiately.
A few n with special Corpse Water quickly dissolved Chen Wudao's body into a viscous liquid, then cleaned up the battlefield, supported Xiang Mantang, and took the wooden box with the Overlord Spear, then descended the mountain.
...
Mu Jinyu was unaware of the battle in the Valley of Death on Kunlun Mountain.
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As soon as he got ho, Mu Jinyu sensed that sothing was not right.
The house was filled with a strong fragrance, emanating from the kitchen where soone was apparently cooking.
But hadn't Wen Rou and Gu Xiyan both gone to work?
Then who was cooking in his house?
Mu Jinyu turned his head towards Liu i and asked, "Was it soone you called? They sure acted quickly."
Although it felt uncomfortable to think that the chef Liu i had called had managed to get into the house and start cooking before he had even returned, after all, it was he who had asked Liu i to find soone to cook while they were in the car. Perhaps there had been a misunderstanding, and the chef had thought he wanted a hot al ready as soon as he got ho, hence their actions?
Mu Jinyu suppressed his discomfort and his tone did not carry much bla towards Liu i.
However, upon hearing Mu Jinyu's words, Liu i was slightly stunned, then her face stiffened as she hesitantly said, "The person I called hasn't arrived yet, and even if they had, they wouldn't dare to break in like this, this..."
"Hmm?!"
Upon hearing Liu i's words, Mu Jinyu imdiately realized that the person cooking in the kitchen was not the one she had invited.
"Little Mu, are you back?"
At that mont, the person from the kitchen heard the door open and walked out, greeting Mu Jinyu.
It was indeed Wen Rou.
Her expression was slightly strange, not because of Liu i. She forced a smile and said, "I just texted you to ask if you were coming back for lunch. You didn't reply, and I wasn't sure whether to continue cooking or not."
"Sorry, I had my phone on silent and didn't check it,"
Mu Jinyu apologized, then took out his phone from his pocket, checked it, and indeed, Wen Rou had called and also sent a text ssage.
Putting away his phone, Mu Jinyu asked with a puzzled tone, "Aren't you supposed to be at work? Isn't it very busy at the office? How co you suddenly ca back to cook for ?"
Wen Rou's cheeks turned a slight pink as she honestly replied, "Sister Xiyan said you've been in a bad mood these past few days, and the office isn't that busy anymore, so she asked to co ho and keep you company. It's been a while since I cooked for you, so I ca back to make you sothing delicious."
"Oh, thank you." Mu Jinyu felt ward by her words and softly responded.
He wasn't that fragile, not needing their comfort, but he didn't want to refuse his woman's kindness.
"Ding ding dang dang!"
Just then, the sound of dishes falling to the floor ca from the kitchen, loud and clear.
It seed like soone was clumsily handling things in the kitchen, accidentally knocking plates to the floor.
"Hmm?"
Mu Jinyu's eyes suddenly sharpened.
Hadn't Wen Rou said she was the only one who ca back to cook for him?
But if she was standing right in front of him, then who was in the kitchen…
Who is it?!
Mu Jinyu thought briefly and guessed who it might be. His expression turned cold as he asked, "Who's in there?"
Wen Rou's expression beca even more peculiar and awkward, and she struggled to find the words to respond.
Mu Jinyu also understood that the person cooking in the kitchen must be Su Zijin!
He then realized why Wen Rou's expression had been so odd and awkward when she erged from the kitchen.
Given Wen Rou's nature, she most likely wouldn't have intentionally invited Su Zijin over.
It was highly probable that Su Zijin had arrived very early, probably waiting at the door, and then ran into Wen Rou who was returning from shopping.
Then, unable to resist Su Zijin's persistent pleas, Wen Rou let her in and allowed her to cook a al for him.
However, they probably didn't dare let him find out about this.
Thus, Wen Rou had called and texted to ask when he would be returning.
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