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    “Pop!”

    A teacup that slipped from the hands of the Tianhua Floor Master and shattered.

    She stared blankly at the debris on the floor, not saying a word.

    “Owner, are you okay?”

    Xu Dalong carried the ingredients and walked out from the kitchen, and was startled when he saw this scene.

    “I’m fine.”

    The Tian Hua Mansion Master bent down and tried to pick up the debris on the ground, but he was stopped by Xu Dalong.

    “Don’t move, I’ll clean it up.”

    This was the secret stronghold of the Heavenly Devil Cult. They had temporarily housed those greenhouse girls that they had rescued from Lv Chang’s hands here. Under the careful care of the Heavenly Flower Mansion Master, their emotions had stabilized a lot.

    The Tianhua Mansion Master usually always had a smiling face, but today he was uncharacteristically sad.

    “Building Master, is there something on your mind?” Xu Dalong asked with concern.

    The Heavenly Flower Tower Master was silent for a moment before he slowly spoke:

    “I had a nightmare.”

    Xu Dalong knew that the Tianhua Mansion Master was not an ordinary person, and her dream was by no means an ordinary dream. However, he still pretended as if nothing had happened:

    “The dreams are all the opposite, you don’t have to worry.”

    “Let’s hope so.”

    The Tian Hua Mansion Master barely managed to squeeze out a smile, but her face was still written with worry. Perhaps, her dream, never missed.

    “It’ll be fine.” Xu Dalong suddenly said.

    “What?”

    “I know that you, the owner, are not an ordinary person, and I also know that your dreams are, well, extraordinary. But I still want to say that your nightmare is nothing to the Second Prince. The Second Prince will be fine, and neither will Lord Laughing Demon.”

    Xu Dalong crouched down and began to gather the debris on the ground.

    “My old life was as ugly and fragmented as this broken teacup.”

    He looked at the shards in his hand and saw his own distorted reflection. He suddenly felt that the broken teacup was like his past self.

    “No one looked up to me, even myself, I felt worthless. It wasn’t until I met the Second Prince that my life changed. Although I am still a waste in the eyes of others, I believe that I will one day find my own value.”

    Xu Dalong cleaned up the debris and stood up.

    “In fact, I’m already being modest when I say that. Not only did the Second Prince take my broken life and put it back together, he also made me into a fine piece of porcelain.”

    He became a disciple of the Blood Heavenly Blade Demon and might even become the next Yellow Springs Pavilion Master.

    “He can even change someone like me, what else, is there that he can’t do? So, you don’t have to worry, owner, your nightmares, won’t come true.”

    A trace of a smile finally appeared on the face of the Tian Hua Building Master.

    “You’re right, it’ll be fine.”

    Xu Dalong carried the fragments and walked out of the room. The Poison King was in the corner of the courtyard, digging for something. He saw that the Poison King was digging next to an oddly shaped flower, and thought to himself, near this flower, there should be poisonous things like poisonous snakes or poisonous insects hidden.

    He was usually terrified of the Poison King and never dared to take the initiative to talk to him. But today, he gathered his courage and walked over to the Poison King’s side.

    “The owner had a nightmare that was said to be very spiritual.”

    The Poison King said without lifting his head:

    “When we get back to the Church, I’ll catch the bus and you can go help them.”

    “Huh? Dreams don’t always come true, do they?”

    Xu Dalong suddenly thought of a problem.

    Why hadn’t Jian Wu Ji invited the Poison King along?

    Could it be to protect the Tian Hua Mansion Master and those greenhouse girls? Although this matter was also important, Yelu Han wasn’t that easy to deal with, and the slightest mistake would cost him his life.

    Just then, as if the Poison King had read his mind, he said:

    “You’re curious as to why the Second Prince didn’t ask me to come along, aren’t you?”

    “Yes, I do wonder.”

    The Poison King said as he observed the bugs on the ground:

    “Because his goal this time is not just to kill Yeluhan.”

    “There are other targets?” Xu Dalong asked in surprise.

    The Poison King raised his head and looked at Xu Dalong, his eyes filled with majesty.

    “Aren’t you his right hand man? You should know about this kind of thing.”

    “I’m not very good with my head.”

    “Aren’t you the chief disciple of the Yellow Springs Pavilion?”

    Xu Dalong froze.

    “Has the Bishop told you about this too?”

    “Your master, he’s quite the chatterbox.”

    In Xu Dalong’s heart, a warm current suddenly surged, and he felt immensely proud.

    “So what else do you think, the Second Prince is up to?”

    Xu Dalong pondered for a moment and said:

    “I’m always shocked by the things the Bishop does and can’t even begin to guess what’s going on in his mind. But I occasionally wonder why he does what he does. Why did he become so strong?”

    He looked at the Poison King, who was intently digging for something, and continued:

    “He doesn’t just seem to be aiming to become a Heavenly Demon, but for a higher goal. I always have the feeling that he has a grand plan in mind, only I don’t know what, exactly, his goal is.”

    The Poison King turned his head, looked at Xu Dalong, and asked:

    “What are you asking me for?”

    “Huh? I’m sorry, I slipped up.”

    Xu Dalong hurriedly apologized, then turned around and ran away.

    “I’m going to help the owner prepare the meal.”

    Xu Dalong ran into the room.

    The Poison King pondered for a moment, then continued to dig up.

    Yelihan’s mind was filled with doubt.

    He originally thought that the Five Thunder Divine Sword was killed by someone sent by the Holy Sect Master. However, he had never expected that the murderer would be the Extremely Evil Laughing Demon, and moreover, he had brought along a young man of unfathomable strength.

    “Could it be that the Sacred Preceptor has joined forces with the Demon Sect?”

    He was puzzled. The Sacred Sect Master he knew would never join forces with the Demon Sect in order to get rid of himself.

    “Did the Demon Cult take matters into their own hands? Why would they do that?”

    Although the Devil Sect often clashed with the Holy Sect, it wasn’t enough to make a big deal out of this small matter, even going so far as to start a war with the Holy Sect.

    Yelu Han’s gaze fell on Jian Wuji’s body. He had seen Jian Wuji with his own eyes, displaying amazing strength when he killed the Three Evils. He was so young, but his strength was even stronger than the Extremely Evil Laughing Demon? How was this possible?

    “When did an expert like you appear in the Demon Sect?”

    Yelu Han did not recognize Jian Wuji’s identity. Although he was the number two person in the Sacred Sect, he also knew that the Demon Sect had recently seen the emergence of a young expert named “Second Prince”.

    However, he could never have imagined that this young man in front of him was the second son of the Demon Sect. This was because Jian Wuji’s strength was far beyond his imagination. Moreover, how could the son of a Heavenly Demon personally risk his life to carry out such a dangerous mission?

    He thought that Jian Wuji was an assassin secretly cultivated by the Demon Sect, or a rejuvenated Demon Sect expert.

    “I’ve said it all, I’m not from the Demon Cult. We’re soul hookers sent by the King of Hell.”

    Jian Wuji’s tone was filled with mockery.

    On Yelu Han’s body, an icy cold aura suddenly emanated, as if it was going to freeze everything around him.

    This was Yelu Han’s “Cold Ice True Qi”. This cold qi is not only cold and piercing, but also carries a palpitating murderous aura. Once invaded by this cold qi, the whole body will be paralyzed, unable to move, and will be slaughtered.

    However, Jian Wuji was not the least bit afraid and instead continued to provoke:

    “If it’s so cold, won’t it be less of a pain in the ass when we get to hell?”

    In this situation, Jian Wuji even dared to provoke Yelu Han, so it was obvious that he was full of confidence in his own strength. Yelu Han’s “Cold Ice True Qi” had already caused him to feel tremendous pressure. He knew that if he was not careful in this battle, he would be doomed.

    “I’m going to bring you back to the Holy Sect and give you a taste of the ‘Cold Ice Hell’!”

    Chehwan stood aside and was shocked to hear these words from Yelu Han.

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