973: Chapter 0973: nopausal Mother-in-Law 973: Chapter 0973: nopausal Mother-in-Law The evening breeze was cool, and the night passed quickly.
Long Fei had been contemplating the Witch God Flag in his tent all night, and those bizarre Mystic Patterns were giving him quite a headache.
But he was able to glean so secrets of the Witch Tribe, roughly during the Ancient Era, after the great battle between the Witch-Demons.
The Witch Tribe gradually declined, evolving from Witch Gods into what the Human Race now calls the Demon Race.
In the Ancient Era, Chi You, a Demon Emperor, clashed once again with the Yan Huang Two Emperors of the Human Race.
Chi You was slain, and the majority of the Demon Race withdrew completely from the Human Realm, disappearing without a trace.
So Demon Kings, unwilling to accept defeat, sacrificed their bones and flesh to forge themselves into Witch God Flags.
Hoping to summon the Ancestral Witches’ spirits, or even resurrect them to vie for domination of the Three Realms once again.
Unfortunately, their bloodlines continually diluted, many secret techniques were lost, only able to condense a fraction of the Dharma Laksana.
Compared to the true Ancestral Witch’s spirits, they were still vastly insufficient.
When breaking the formation, Long Fei imprinted his spiritual mark into these Witch God Flags.
Unexpectedly, these objects didn’t repel his spiritual imprint but rged with the bloodline of the flags, redying so of the defects in the bloodline.
Long Fei even suspected whether his own bloodline had deviated sowhat, now linking him to the Demon Race.
He thought back and rembered that Little Witch at the Olympics.
At that ti, he had assimilated the Little Witch’s bloodline, learning the Spatial Secret Law, and perhaps from that mont, he had beco a Demonizer.
After the battle at Mount Hua, the righteous called him Demon Chief.
Looking back now, they hadn’t been wrong; he truly was a genuine Demon Chief now.
This was why he hadn’t given the Witch God Flag to Xie Sanniang, unless it was driven by the Demonic Bloodline, otherwise, a backlash was inevitable.
Xie Sanniang, unaware of these secrets, still foolishly desired the object and went to battle with Mount Shu.
Contemplating this, Long Fei was still a bit confused.
He didn’t know if the person in the stone coffin was Emperor Qin Shi Huang?
Who exactly had set up this situation?
The hundred thousand Demonizers outside, all mutated from the Human Race to the Demon Race, who had transford them?
Who were they?
And who had set up the Twelve Witch Gods Great Formation?
Was it the Human Race, or the Demon Race?
Why had the person in the stone coffin only consud one Pill?
Could it really be that Xu Fu had refined this pill?
All of this, he guessed, could only be clarified by finding the person in the stone coffin.
It was slightly cool outside, and there was a rustling from the adjacent tent.
Wang Xiaoya poked her head out, looking pitiful as she entered Long Fei’s tent.
Long Fei watched her, smiling, “What’s with that expression?
Did you get a scolding?”
Wang Xiaoya nodded, grasping his hand, “Long Fei, it seems we might have to part ways again.”
Long Fei coughed up blood, his emotions sowhat agitated, “What happened, have you submitted to that nopausal woman?”
Wang Xiaoya punched him lightly, unable to help crying and laughing, “Don’t argue with her anymore; she is my mother after all.
I’ve already spoken with her; we won’t discuss marriage for now.
I’ll be going back to that world with her soon.
Take care of yourself, I’ll sneak out to see you when I can.”
Long Fei frowned tightly, holding her, “Didn’t you say you would never leave ?”
Wang Xiaoya ekly said, “You and mother are the two people dearest to ; I don’t want to hurt either of you.
Don’t worry, let talk properly with my mother, and sing your praises.
I believe she will eventually agree to our marriage.
You wouldn’t want our wedding to go ahead without her blessing, right?”
Long Fei patted her head, feeling helpless as she persuaded him.
Wang Xiaoya forced a smile and kissed him on the lips, then quickly crawled out of the tent.
Her lips were tender, smooth, and sweet, leaving Long Fei a bit stunned.
He stepped out of the tent and saw Xie Sanniang already outside, looking angrily at him with the full expression of a nopausal woman.
Qin Yao and two others were also getting ready to leave with her, as Yu Ping and Jiu Ge didn’t have much connection with Long Fei.
Qin Yao ca over to greet Long Fei and said to him, “Thank you for saving the Mystic Yin Sect.
We’ve offended you in the past, so please don’t take it to heart.”
Long Fei nodded and deliberately teased Xie Sanniang, “Are you also going to leave with that old lady?”
Qin Yao, shocked, quickly turned to sneak a peek at her master and didn’t dare get too close to Long Fei anymore.
Xie Sanniang’s eyebrows furrowed.
With her cultivation level, she knew exactly what Long Fei was saying as soon as his lips moved.
She held back her anger and scolded Long Fei, “Young man, in light of your kindness to my Mystic Yin Sect, I won’t hold this against you.
We bid you farewell, never to et again.”
She threw a Mystic Yin Ruler Sword and, with a wave of her hand, departed with Qin Yao and the others.
Uncle Gui glanced at Long Fei from outside the courtyard and then quietly left on his own.
He didn’t have a Nascent Soul Realm cultivation like Xie Sanniang and couldn’t fly around freely in this world.
Long Fei didn’t know what secret technique Xie Sanniang used to conceal fate itself, allowing her to use the power of Nascent Soul without any consequences in this world.
He watched dumbly as his wife was led away by his mother-in-law, feeling extrely frustrated inside.
This departure made him wonder when they would et again.
The courtyard suddenly grew quiet.
Xu Wei cleaned up the house, preparing to leave the dwelling he had defended for over two decades.
His heart had been outside for a long ti, trapped only by the need to take care of Liu Wenhan.
When the mont ca for Liu Wenhan and his daughter to depart, they were filled with excitent.
How could the impending family reunion not bring joy?
Long Fei packed up the tent and was about to lead everyone out.
Just then, two old n suddenly appeared from inside the house, looking anxious, they said, “Don’t go yet, wait for us?”
Long Fei and the others slapped their heads; they had almost forgotten about them after one night.
They had been in the formation for three months and their bodies carried a heavier aura of dead spirits than the others.
Xie Sanniang had ignored the two n, but Long Fei had given them a pill, forcing out the malicious aura.
Their pale complexions now had a bit of color.
Grateful to Long Fei for saving them, they wanted to chat with this young prodigy to see if there was any chance to gain sothing from their association.
Such beings of great fate weren’t t every day.
Long Fei brought the two n to the village to let Xu Wei say his farewells to the villagers.
He had already deposited the first check of one hundred thousand yuan into the village collective’s account.
He also made arrangents for Er Gouzi to oversee the spending of the funds as his monitor, and the village chief agreed to this, as they prepared a cartload of jujubes, walnuts, and apples for Long Fei.
Taking these gifts, knowing that Lin Yingying and Lin Shanshan loved such things, made his trip to Guanzhong worthwhile.
Xu Wei and the villagers said their individual goodbyes, feeling very reluctant to leave the people who had watched him grow up.
An auntie even started crying, lanting that he was leaving before she could introduce him to a partner she had in mind for him.
Xu Wei gave a bitter smile, knowing the intended match looked down on his poor family and didn’t really want to co.
He promised the villagers that once he made it big outside, he would return to visit and bring a truckload of gifts for everyone.
Watching him, Long Fei suddenly rembered the folks back in Longjiawan Village.
It had been a long ti since he returned and he hadn’t seen his grandfather in a while.
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