The system was also a bit helpless: "Host, I analyzed Master Wu Xin’s original route. She was clearly heading in the opposite direction, but I don’t know why she changed her mind."
Both Gu Shengyin and the system fell into a mysterious silence, and Gu Shengyin quietly cursed the so-called plot in her heart.
No doubt about it, it’s definitely the power of the plot.
Gu Shengyin grasped Yun Shu’s sowhat cold fingers, indicating for her not to worry.
In her bloodline mory, there is a secret technique that can conceal her Monster Race aura. As long as it’s not soone with much higher cultivation than hers, who is also fully focused on investigating, it would be impossible to detect anything amiss.
The sa goes for Yun Shu. She’s inherently a spirit of nature without any malice, and she’s been following Bodhi Nanny’s practice. The cultivation technique she learned cos from Buddhism, which is also great at concealing her Monster Race identity.
As long as Master Wu Xin isn’t so paranoid as to scrutinize every passer-by to see if they’re a monster, the likelihood of them being discovered isn’t high.
But Gu Shengyin always felt things wouldn’t be so simple.
The so-called "plot" always finds ways to inadvertently trap her.
If it’s ant to go wrong, it will go wrong.
A blade of sword light suddenly cleaved upwards from the floor below, slicing a table beside Gu Shengyin and the others right in half.
The shop assistant, who was preparing to clear the leftover dishes from the table, turned pale with fright and stumbled backwards a couple of steps.
Gu Shengyin glanced at him; he seed to be only sixteen or seventeen, with a clean and handso face now devoid of any color.
A terrifying pressure descended as the figure in a black Taoist robe walked up the wooden stairs step by step.
Gu Shengyin held Yun Shu’s hand, feeling the little girl’s palm sweating from anxiety.
She observed Master Wu Xin. The age of a True Cultivator couldn’t be discerned from their appearance. Judging by appearance alone, Master Wu Xin could indeed be considered a beauty.
But her face bore too much killing intent, making it hard for ordinary people to truly notice her beauty, as they were overwheld by her presence.
At this mont, the owner of the restaurant ca out, heartbroken by the shattered window and floor. Seeing the culprit, he cursed, "Where did you, an itinerant monk, co from, running wild in another’s restaurant..."
He couldn’t complete his outburst because Master Wu Xin glanced at him.
The owner felt as if sothing invisible was clutching his throat. He had a gut feeling: if he continued speaking, this terrifying Taoist nun might just strike him.
She would really kill him.
Master Wu Xin flicked a finger, and a Spiritual Pearl dropped into the owner’s hand as she coldly said, "Take it as compensation."
The owner dared not speak further, standing aside with the Spiritual Pearl—though he wanted to leave, there were still custors in the store.
There were quite a few people eating on the second floor. Master Wu Xin’s earlier sword scared off the timid custors, but there were still so staying to watch the spectacle; Gu Shengyin and the others hadn’t left either.
Master Wu Xin raised her sword, pointing directly at the trembling shop assistant: "Impudent wretch, daring to mingle among humans, today I shall rid society of a nace!"
At her words, the shop assistant trembled even more violently. Gu Shengyin could see the boy’s face, already devoid of any blood, even breaking out in cold sweat.
The owner standing at the side worriedly glanced at the shop assistant and said, "You... Master Wu Xin, is there so misunderstanding here? Ah Bai has been a staff here for a year. He’s a good person, obedient and diligent, and often uses his wages to buy food for holess children..."
His words trailed off because Master Wu Xin struck her sword at his feet.
——
Recomnded: My super aweso buddy Huan Chu’s novel "Quick Transmigration System: Strategy Manual for Male Gods," which specializes in strategies for all kinds of male gods. There’s definitely one that’s perfect for you~
User Comments
0 comments from readers