2480 You Should Return this Sword!
San San coughed. “Shi Fang, if you have the time, you should go to the medicinal mountain and see if you can help Xiao Ba.”

Shi Fang sighed. “The medicinal mountain spreads far and wide, but Eighth Sister only gave me one mountain to plant vegetables. What else can I help her with?”

San San glanced at him. “That’s still your Eighth Sister! Go over quickly!”

Shi Fang understood and immediately slipped away.

Yu Jiu looked left and right. “Where’s Big Brother? This sword won’t do. I have to find him for another one.”

Wu Yao pointed in a certain direction. “I think he’s there.”

Yu Jiu hurriedly left.

San San patted Little Thirteen’s shoulders. “Let’s go! Get the account book with me!”

As he spoke, he directly pulled him away and did not forget to remind, “Fifth Brother, settle that person yourself!”

Hearing this, Qiu Tong—who was originally dazed and about to faint—instantly woke up in shock. Then, he looked up and met Wu Yao’s gaze.

Wu Yao flexed his wrist as he asked slowly, “What did your Master say just now? Murder us?”

Horror flashed across Qiu Tong’s eyes.

Wu Yao’s combat skills were far above his. Now, he had no strength to retaliate!

“Since this is so… I won’t stand on ceremony.” Wu Yao chuckled. “Since Master wants you to return things, I’ll get you to spit it out without anything left behind!”

As he spoke, he picked Qiu Tong up by his collar and harshly smashed his forehead!

Bam!

Blood spurted everywhere!

Qiu Tong’s body was directly destroyed by Wu Yao’s punch!

Black smoke rapidly gathered—it was Qiu Tong’s soul.

Wu Yao didn’t even blink as he went forward and crushed him with his hands!

Instantly, the winds howled.

Qiu Tong’s name rapidly dimmed on the Record of the Million Gods. It finally disappeared silently.

Quite a few people saw this scene. “The Eleventh Deity is down!”

“I-it seems like Wu Yao did it?”

“That’s him! Wasn’t the Eleventh Deity in charge of the Heaven Gate previously? Wu Yao forcefully opened it, so he definitely killed him!”
“You’re still calling him the Eleventh Deity? Isn’t it obvious who is the real deity?!” someone retorted.

The crowd instantly fell silent. Oh yeah. If Qiu Tong and the rest were really deities, how could they fail one after another when they meet Wu Yao and the rest? Shu Jing, Mu Dongyou, Jin Yunlai… All these people lost their places in the battles. Perhaps… they never even belonged to them!

Actually, the deities were not the most important. The key… was the one in the Fantasy Divine Hall!

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Medicinal mountain.

Xiao Ba looked up and blinked her pretty eyes, pouted her red lips as she did so. “My god… Fifth Brother actually beat me to it…”

Master called me first! In the end, I was busy watching the scene and forgot to settle the person. Thinking of this, she looked at Shu Jing.

At this point, Shu Jing was hanging on by her last breath and didn’t even have the strength to speak.

Detecting Xiao Ba’s gaze, her entire body tensed up. Deep terror flashed across his eyes.

“I originally wanted you to look for a while longer, but that doesn’t seem necessary now.” Xiao Ba shrugged her shoulders. Master has already taken action, then… repay it bit by bit!

Following that, Xiao Ba hurled her palms, and a ball of fire instantly flew out!

The next moment, Shu Jing’s body was wrapped in the scorching fire!

After a few vague painful moans, she gradually fell silent. At the same time, Shu Jing’s name disappeared from the Record of the Million Gods!

…

Chu Liuyue looked forward.

Mu Qinghe kneeled before the main hall, with his sword stuck into the ground. His face was pale, and the corner of his lips was stained with fresh red blood.

He looked disheveled.

She just stared at him calmly, and her gaze was composed. After a moment, she said lightly, “Mu Qinghe, the last time you kneeled to me was at Tianling.”

Mu Qinghe held the sword tightly, and he was overwhelmed by the blood. Then, he said with difficulty, “I don’t regret dying in my battle for the Divine Master!”

Chu Liuyue laughed lightly. This ‘Divine Master’ isn’t referring to me, but his true master.

“That’s true.” She nodded in agreement. “I misunderstood you previously. The person you followed was never me. How could you betray me?”

Mu Qinghe did not speak.

Quite a few people heard this and were all stunned. Mu Qinghe… seems to be really related to her?

Shangguan Jing and the rest, who knew what happened, had complicated expressions.

At this point, what was there not to understand? From the very beginning, Mu Qinghe was the Fantasy Divine Hall’s person!

Chu Liuyue squinted slightly, as if recalling something. Then, the corner of her lips curled up. “Actually, it wasn’t coincidental that you appeared in the bustling streets of Tianling’s Imperial City, right?”

Mu Qinghe looked down and stared at the ground before him.

The pool of blood slowly spread around.

A bone-chilling coldness attacked him and covered him.

“But since you came for the music score, why must you spend so much effort? You even had to pretend that you didn’t know how to read or write and learn it bit by bit next to me.”

That wasn’t all.

Chu Liuyue silently thought.

At the very beginning, he couldn’t even pick up a brush. It was clear that he was clumsy and nervous.

She patiently taught him quite a few times. Seeing him finally writing the ‘Yue’ word in a slanted manner, she was still happy for a very long time.

Thinking about it now, it was just a show that he put up with much difficulty.

“Actually, you didn’t have to pretend to be so clumsy back then.” Chu Liuyue smiled slightly and said, “Don’t you find it annoying that someone repeatedly taught you something you had already learned?”

Mu Qinghe closed his eyes. As he was exerting a lot of force, his knuckles turned white.

After a long time, he opened his eyes and carefully said, “Why bring up the past?”

Chu Liuyue tilted her head, and force surged on the Nether Star Sword! “That’s right. It’s a matter of the past, and there’s no need to bring it up. But back then, I really spent a lot of time and energy on you. Thinking back about it, I find it rather a pity. I’ll slowly get back what your master owes me. Now, return what you owe me first!”

As she spoke, she raised her sword again!

The second fire burned on the white jade pillars!

Her sword’s suppression was clearly much stronger than before!

The light reflected in her eyes brightly!

Swoosh!

The sword landed!

The sword aura slashed across, and it was harsh!

Mu Qinghe blocked the attack!

Ka!

The sword in his hands broke into pieces! Then, his body fell backward uncontrollably.

Following this, the sword aura suddenly tilted and pierced across his right leg!

A bowl-sized wound instantly appeared! One could see his white bones!

“This is what you owe Tuan Zi!”