Bitter Life Mountain Range.
Due to the spread of the blood light on the horizon and the imminent return of the Red Moon, the evil thoughts in the hearts of all living beings lost control and erupted. Hence, chaos was everywhere and killings became common.
Only on the mountain at the edge of the Bitter Life Mountain Range was a small earth city, everything was as usual and warm.
Humans here were all smiles and didn't have any hostility toward each other. They were filled with friendship.
Half of the residents in this earth city were the subordinates of Li Youfei's disciple. Because they sensed the heir's great love, they were willing to stay here. The other half of the cultivators arrived from outside during this period of time.
Before these outsiders entered this earth city, their hearts were filled with madness. After entering, they felt the warmth of this place. Hence, they put down their evil thoughts and embraced the beauty.
"The warmth here is reminiscent of the atmosphere when Father was alive. It brings together joy and harmony among the various races."
Walking on the lively streets, the heir sighed with emotion.
Princess Mingmei, who was dressed in a white robe, looked at the surrounding crowd and nodded. She knew that the heir really liked this place.
Memories also surfaced in Fifth Sister's eyes. Now that she had returned to the human world after countless years of being sealed, even though she had only come to a corner of the world, it still made her cold heart feel some warmth.
However, at this moment, the burly youth behind them couldn't help but speak.
."Brother, you call this warmth? Every blade of grass and tree here is filled with your power. How the wind blows or the grass sways depends on your mood…"
The heir's expression darkened and he glanced at Old Eighth unhappily.
Princess Mingmei turned her head and her gaze turned cold.
Fifth Sister frowned and looked over as well.
Being stared at by his three siblings, the burly youth's body trembled and he instinctively took a deep breath. A fawning expression appeared on his face and his body swayed as he transformed into the appearance of an old man.
"What a good place. It's so warm. I like it so much!"
The heir continued forward without any expression.
Princess Mingmei and Fifth Sister retracted their gazes.
Old Eighth heaved a sigh of relief.
Xu Qing fell into deep thought and could tell the status of these children.
'Princess Mingmei has the highest status and the heir is almost the same. However, they both give in to the fifth princess. As for this Old Eighth…'
Xu Qing recalled the scene of the other party being beaten up with his divine consciousness.
'His status is probably about the same as Ning Yan's.'
Xu Qing followed behind Princess Mingmei and the fifth princess, getting closer and closer to the apothecary.
Very soon, the figures of Wu Jianwu and Ancestor Mogui were reflected in Xu Qing's vision. The other party's innovative poem also entered his ears at this moment.
"Ten skies, nine earths, eight winds, seven seas, six paths, five elements, and others, quickly buy! One, two, three, four, don't haggle, come buy the pills!"
During this period of time outside the earth city's apothecary, Wu Jianwu's poem had changed many rules. Now, it had even been pioneered, shocking the long street and attracting many residents to go buy.
Beside him, Ancestor Mogui looked like he had resigned himself to his fate and was bored. However, he was still pondering how to escape from here.
He was very cautious, so he didn't act rashly these few days and had been observing.
Now, he had already gotten some ideas. As he analyzed the plan again and again in his mind, he suddenly observed the people on the long street from the corner of his eyes. He instinctively shivered and revealed a fawning expression. Just as he was about to copy Wu Jianwu and repeat the poem, at the next instant… contemporary romance
He saw two old ladies dressed in black and white beside the heir.
When he saw the white-robed old lady, Ancestor Mogui's mind rumbled.
'Another Soul Accumulation?'
His body trembled and his heart was brimming with disbelief. After that, his gaze landed on the black-robed old lady and his mind churned even more intensely.
'This is also a Soul Accumulation!'
Ancestor Mogui looked blankly at the tall and burly old man at the back.
'Another…'
Ancestor Mogui's breath paused for a moment. He felt that everything was too unreal, as if he were dreaming, and he even thought that he wouldn't dare to fantasize like this even in a dream.
All of this caused his body to instantly go limp and he knelt down with a plop.
An unprecedented feeling of compliance brimming him.
At that moment, he no longer had any thoughts of escaping. He felt that in this Moon Worship Region, unless the Red Moon Shrine went all out or the Crimson Goddess descended, no one could save him.
Wu Jianwu was surprised. He followed Ancestor Mogui's gaze and looked at the streets. After noticing Xu Qing and the heir, he was about to greet them. However, at the next instant, he saw the two old ladies and the old man behind them.
The scene of these four old men and women walking over together stunned Wu Jianwu. He instinctively rubbed his eyes. After confirming that he wasn't seeing things, thunder rumbled in his mind.
'No way, could it be… three more?!'
Wu Jianwu was dumbfounded. He wasn't sure if his guess was true but this didn't affect the monstrous waves in his mind.
Just as he stood there in a daze, Xu Qing and the others walked past him.
This lasted until Old Eighth walked to his side. He glanced at him and grinned.
"Kid, your poetry isn't bad."
When these words fell into Wu Jianwu's ears, they transformed into thunder in his mind. His body went limp and he knelt down, staring blankly at the few figures who had entered the apothecary.
Even now, he still couldn't believe it. He naturally bit his tongue and muttered in a daze amidst the intense pain.
"I actually saw four living Soul Accumulation cultivators!"
The scene was deeply etched in Wu Jianwu's memory. He felt that he would ever forget this scene for the remainder of his life.
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