Chapter 170:

Words : 1436 Updated : Oct 4th, 2025

Inside the dark alley. Fang Fang, with a calm and pretty face, carried a package on her shoulder and left alone. Yet memories kept replaying in her mind, of Wan Ronghua’s hurriedly dying old face and his main wife’s cold expression. In the past few years, Fang Fang was loved by Wan Ronghua because she was young and beautiful. Although she was a concubine, she was even more dazzling than the legal wife. Now that Wan Ronghua has passed away, it is not as simple as falling out of favor overnight. Not to mention the ridicule from the legal wife, Wan Ronghua’s several children were all born to the legal wife. Once one of them inherits the position of the head of the family, it won’t be a good thing waiting for Fang Fang. That’s why she left decisively, even before dawn, she had made up her mind. Before leaving, she didn’t forget to go back to her chamber and take all the exquisite antique jewelry. The servants of the Fang family didn’t intend to stop her, and even the legal wife of Wan Ronghua was happy to see her go, ordering others not to stop her. For this former mistress of the head of the family, leaving on her own was not a bad thing in her opinion, so as to avoid an unpleasant confrontation in a few days and have a falling out. The sky was gloomy, and the night was getting darker. As Fang Fang was walking alone in this alley, feeling a surge of resentment, she suddenly noticed that there was a figure standing still in front of the alley. Her heart sank and her heartbeat began to speed up, thinking that she had encountered some kind of robber. As she focused her gaze, she was taken aback to see that the person in front of her vaguely resembled her half-brother, Fang Yuan. … Under the cover of nightfall. Two figures, one in front of the other, swiftly darted through the streets and under the eaves, blending into two blurry shadows. With one strike, they vanished a thousand miles away. Qiao Mu had already killed Wan Ronghua and Qin Shiqing, exceeding his target for the night. There was no use in staying there any longer. What amazed him even more was the person following behind him. Luohan appeared alongside Qin Shiqing, unimpressive in appearance, yet during their brief encounter, he gave Qiao Mu a peculiar feeling. "His body is unlike anything made of flesh and blood…" When Qiao Mu unleashed his full power using the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method on his opponent, it ended up backfiring, resulting in his arm getting fractured and twisted due to the rebounding force. Qiao Mu himself had trained in rigorous martial arts, and his internal strength was also quite powerful. He was well aware that this effect could not be achieved purely through martial arts or the protection of internal strength. After all, the so-called hard training only makes the body tougher and more resilient, but no matter how much you train, you are still flesh and blood. But at that moment, the Luohan’s presence gave him a feeling as if he had run into a solid iron wall, causing his arm to naturally break and twist. Is this really the extent that hard training can achieve? "Although his skills in hard training are extremely high, it seems like his lightness skills are lacking a bit?" The speed of Luohan behind him wasn’t particularly fast, it was about the same as Qiao Mu’s usual speed. Although much faster than an ordinary martial artist of the 4th rank, it was still difficult for Qiao Mu to catch up with the explosive power of the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method. The distance between them quickly stretched out. When it reached a hundred meters, Luohan finally seemed to give up. After a cold glance at Qiao Mu’s back, he turned around and walked back towards the direction of the Wan family estate. "He ran? That’s fine too." Qiao Mu’s speed also slowed down. Even though he could revive repeatedly, Luohan behind him was a bit strange. If he continued to struggle, using up his remaining four lives, it would probably just be a pointless waste of his lifespan. After some contemplation, he used his lightness skill to depart towards a certain direction. ………. The Wan family mansion. During the chaos at the Wan family caused by the successive deaths of Wan Ronghua and Qin Shiqing. Luohan who just left quickly returned again. Everyone recognized him as Qin Shiqing’s subordinate, but at this moment his expression was uncertain, with a terrifying momentum, making them afraid to ask. Luohan didn’t feel like chatting with them. He quickly walked to Qin Shiqing’s body, checked it briefly, and his expression showed a bit of worry. He picked up the body and turned around to leave. "People cannot come back to life after death, it’s common knowledge," Luohan muttered to himself. "But perhaps the Immortal Gate’s immortal elder can…" Just as he left the Fang family’s courtyard, he saw a young Taoist holding a white jade bottle, wearing the robes of the Great Dao Sect, standing at the corner of the street, looking at him. "Immortal Dao Zhen?" Luohan felt a moment of joy, followed by a sudden sense of unease. Dao Zhen, a disciple of the Great Dao Sect, was another protector of Wan Ronghua. To put it accurately, Luohan is in charge of protecting the safety of Qin Shiqing, ensuring that he doesn’t meet an untimely end. And if he encounters a big problem that he can’t handle, Immortal Gate disciple Dao Zhen will step in. Luohan was delighted because, just as he was about to figure out how to find Dao Zhen, the latter appeared right in front of him. What made him feel cold-hearted was… from the looks of it, Dao Zhen doesn’t seem to have just arrived? "The difference between immortals and mortals, is it that mortals’ lives are not that important after all?" His heart shook. "I already know how things unfolded." Dao Zhen’s face was calm, even though the Qin Shiqing he was protecting had already died, there was no sign of shock or anger on his face. "Once a person dies, they can’t come back to life, that’s common knowledge." "Even us cultivators can’t fully revive mortals, so even if you bring me his body, it won’t be very useful." Although he said that, Dao Zhen stretched out his sleeves, shook the storage bag on his waist, and collected Qin Shiqing’s corpse inside. "Luohan, this matter is over. Although you made a mistake, it’s understandable. Please go back first," Dao Zhen admonished. "As for the running away Qiao’s family, I will handle it." Luohan heard the words and went silent, then turned and walked away. Only Dao Zhen was left in the alley, and his gaze fell upon the white jade bottle in his hand, with a flicker of interest on his face. "It’s no wonder Qingyi Master sees something special in him, Qin Shiqing is indeed somewhat extraordinary." "In the critical moment of danger, the spirit undergoes a transformation, and a breakthrough is made on the brink of battle… but it was a step too late, and he still couldn’t escape the fate of death." "As for the elderly person from the Qiao family…" Dao Zhen’s body transformed into a rainbow light and quickly vanished into thin air. Compared to Qin Shiqing, he was more interested in Qiao’s family. "Qin Shiqing, Wan Ronghua, and the unnamed elderly person from the Qiao family have just died." S~eaʀᴄh the Novёlƒire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. "But my soul-binding technique didn’t capture the souls of Qiao’s family, instead, it bound the souls of both Qin Shiqing and Wan Ronghua." Inside the white treasure bottle, two faint dots of light drew close to each other, revealing a blurry male face. It was the face of the recently deceased Qin Shiqing. Dao Zhen extended two fingers and pinched the light dot representing Wan Ronghua, casually extinguishing it. "Qiao’s family…how many is this?" "Three people died in front of me, one after another, the three attempts to capture their souls failed… It seems that this so-called hidden martial arts clan is even more interesting than expected…" He turned into a rainbow and quickly chased after. No matter how skilled Qiao Mu is at martial arts, he can never compare to a cultivator who can fly through the air.

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