"That’s good."
Yan Wuzui went out.
Dongfang Sansan continued to ponder.
How can I stir up so trouble over at the Weiwo Sect Headquarters?
Ring the bell to call soone: "Is Kou Yifang still howling on top at the Weiwo Sect Headquarters?"
"Yes. Kou Yifang is still on top; today is only the seventh day. According to the rule of Weiwo Sect’s Ghost Fire Soul Blood, he still needs to hang for ninety-two days."
"It seems the Heavenly God Sect is finished."
Dongfang Sansan said, "See if we can arrange for soone to silently end Kou Yifang’s life early. That would count as a good deed."
"I’ll arrange for soone to do it."
"Do not be exposed."
"Understood."
The person left.
Dongfang Sansan was knocking on the table in deep thought.
The fact of Kou Yifang’s death is a small issue. But this is definitely not Dongfang doing a good deed.
Taking such a big risk to do a good deed for Kou Yifang would be madness for Dongfang Sansan.
However, this is Yan Nan’s personal instruction of Ghost Fire Soul Blood.
If in the situation at the Weiwo Sect Headquarters, Kou Yifang suddenly dies...
Yan Nan would certainly be furious; this is simply a provocation against the dignity of Vice Sect Master Yan! Therefore, once Kou Yifang dies, a massive investigation by the Weiwo Sect Headquarters would be inevitable.
And this is exactly what Dongfang Sansan wants.
Because he always feels a bit aggrieved. Why am I exhaustively writing books all night while you, Yan Nan, sleep soundly over there?
I have to find you sothing to do.
As long as you’re uncomfortable, I’ll be happy.
"Of course, if Weiwo Sect begins to investigate Kou Yifang’s death, there will inevitably be chaos; can we get involved in this?"
Dongfang Sansan once again considered this new issue.
It must be said that after consuming the True Soul Yin Yang Root, Dongfang Sansan, whose ntal foundation, life foundation, and soul foundation have been replenished, is now in a terrifying state.
Even the world’s most sophisticated machine would pale in comparison to Dongfang Sansan’s brain at this mont.
He’s considering every detail.
Advancing step by step...
...
At this mont, in a mysterious place shrouded in clouds and mist.
Inside a cave.
A large seven-colored Crystal Stone was quietly placed on the ground.
The Crystal Stone was shimring, and naturally had three hundred and sixty apertures.
Corresponding to the apertures of the human body.
And corresponding to the Star Sky’s celestial stars.
Countless pure Spiritual Energy was constantly surging and flowing.
Yet not a single trace of Spiritual Power was dissipated or wasted.
And inside this enormous Crystal Stone, surprisingly, it was empty. It’s unknown whether it was carved by humans or naturally ford.
Inside the space, at this mont, a human silhouette was quietly lying.
Her hair like clouds, her face delicate.
It was none other than Zhao Ying’er, long absent.
At this mont, she was quietly lying inside, wearing a white dress, neatly dressed, her complexion rosy. She was clearly about to recover.
In the sky, under the hazy night, suddenly thousands of Starlight shone, starlight speckled.
Starlight drew out moonlight, bright and throughout the sky.
Then sunlight unexpectedly surged.
The Three Lights rged, forming a unique scene across the universe’s Xing He.
With this scene of Three Lights rging, countless Spiritual Energy surged along with the shining Three Stars and flowed mightily.
Rushing straight towards that strange Crystal Stone.
And that peculiar Crystal Stone revealed a montum of absorbing everything, devouring all incoming Spiritual Energy.
In the three hundred sixty apertures, it actually emitted a ’hissing’ sound as Spiritual Energy rapidly entered.
This peculiar scene lasted only for an hour.
Then it imdiately disappeared.
However, inside the Crystal Stone, Zhao Ying’er’s body was constantly trembling, being washed by Spiritual Energy.
Upon turning over, it’s clear the fatal injury at her back had completely healed.
Her blood had long returned to normal flow.
Long after...
Zhao Ying’er slowly opened her eyes.
"Where am I... have I returned?"
Zhao Ying’er frowned, sat up, and reached to touch the spot where she was stabbed at her back, with a lingering fear expression on her face.
Reaching out her fingers, she knocked on the Crystal Stone’s inner wall.
Thunk, thunk, thunk.
A shadow of a man in black appeared.
"Awakened?"
A voice hoarse and desolate.
"Awakened. The injury has healed, and how co... my cultivation has progressed so much?"
Zhao Ying’er furrowed her brows.
"You invoked the Emotion Tribulation, and died in accordance with it, hence this ti, there was Three Stars shining and Spiritual Energy Tide."
"So that’s it."
Zhao Ying’er thought deeply.
"How long has passed?"
"About a month."
"That’s alright."
The person in black pressed a spot on the Crystal Stone. The Crystal Stone gradually revealed a door, Zhao Ying’er stood up and gracefully walked out.
"Do you want to go back?"
The person in black asked.
"I want to go back."
Zhao Ying’er said.
"I think you should consider not going back."
The person in black said indifferently: "The person you chose, you chose wrong."
Zhao Ying’er’s eyebrows rose, and she said, "Chose wrong?"
"Yes, chose wrong."
The person in black affird: "The person you picked, or the one they arranged for you, if I’m not mistaken, has the Heavenly Slaughter Star constitution."
"This type of person, in an era of prosperity, can be a hero. In chaos, destined to be a storm. However, being around this person is extrely dangerous!"
"He himself has nothing to worry about, but around him, there will always be people taking the fall, dying because of his Heavenly Slaughter Star fate."
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