God predicts a real daughter, and all the wealthy families kneel down and call their ancestors

No wonder the old man wanted to cover himself with a hood!

Sure enough, the more beautiful something is, the more dangerous it is.

There were more and more butterflies, and each of the thousands of insects had turned into a butterfly, crawling out of the cocoon and flying towards us with fluttering wings.

Lu Zhizhi wanted to use the Fire Technique, but there was no way she could kill these thousands of butterflies one by one.

Soon, a layer of white powder accumulated on the ground, like frost on glass in winter.

The old man's gloating voice came.

"Hurry up and kill these butterflies. If the powder gets on you, you will be corroded."

"There are so many butterflies and so much powder, you can't hide from it."

"The last person who wanted to be the leader of the Xuanjing Sect was corroded by this powder and turned into a pile of dry bones. In the end, even his bones were corroded into a pile of powder!"

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, as if he was very much looking forward to that scene.

Lu Zhizhi looked at the old man.

"You want to wait for the butterfly to corrode me into dust, then take this token and take over as the leader of the Xuanjing Sect, right?"

The joy in the old man's voice could not be concealed at all.

"This is the Xuanjing Sect, who wouldn't want to get it!"

"Since the day I joined Xuanjing Sect, I wanted to get the position of the leader."

"Huo Xuan is a woman with long hair and little knowledge. She only knows how to tinker with her broken bugs every day. She doesn't care about the affairs of the Xuanjing Sect at all."

"You don't know how many important figures come to the Xuanjing Sect every year."

"The reward they offered was very generous, but that woman Huo Xuan only took a small amount of money. She also said that only when the Xuanyin bell rang would it be considered a predestined person, and the Xuanjing Sect only helps those who are predestined."

"What a big joke!"

"All the Xuanshi in other sects are making a lot of money."

"Only in the Xuanjing Sect can poor thieves come in and steal nothing!"

"Huo Xuanzhen is very selfish. She always spends all the money she earns on herself and never shares it with people like us."

"When I take over the Xuanjing Sect, I will definitely do better than her!"

Lu Zhizhi stood up from the ground and faced the old man.

"What you said is just your own reasoning."

"There are many Xuanshi sects out there, but none of them can be as prestigious as the Xuanjing Sect."

"Some small sects even disappeared within a hundred years. Do you know why?"

The old man didn't say anything, just looked at Lu Zhizhi.

Lu Zhizhi didn't need his response and just continued talking to himself.

"It's because they don't care about what they eat, and they take advantage of their own abilities to arbitrarily break the secrets of heaven and do things that go against the will of heaven!"

"Huo Xuan is not a good person, but she is a rule-abiding person!"

"She knows how to follow the will of heaven and act within the laws of nature, so she can go further."

Lu Zhizhi shook his head.

"Even if someone like you takes over the Xuanjing Sect, you may not be able to last long."

She raised her eyes and a determined smile appeared on her face.

"You are a person with a very narrow vision. You only care about the immediate benefits and don't care about the future."

The old man felt that Lu Zhizhi had stabbed him in the heart, and the protective shield on his body was almost broken.

He calmed himself down, looking like he was enjoying the show.

"You keep talking tough, but you'll be crushed into dust in a little while, paving the way for me!"

Lu Zhizhi smiled and took two steps forward. She raised her eyebrows and looked at the old man.

"Don't you think there's something wrong?"

The old man frowned at her.

"Something's wrong!"

Lu Zhizhi turned around and stretched out his hand.

"Don't you think we've been chatting for too long?"

The old man looked around and took a look at Lu Zhizhi.

"What do you mean?"

Lu Zhizhi's fingers were as white as water lilies and he waved them casually in the air.

"This room is not big, and thousands of butterflies have emerged from their cocoons over such a long time, but not one has landed on me."

"Don't you find it strange?"

The old man suddenly widened his eyes, as if he had discovered something.

He made hand gestures and walked down the stone steps step by step.

Because she was in the corridor, she couldn't see everything inside the stone chamber.

After going down a few steps, he finally saw the scene inside the house.

The thousands of butterflies in the room did not fly up, but fell obediently to the ground, as if they were asleep.

There was only one butterfly that slowly flew up from the ground and then landed on Lu Zhizhi's outstretched hand.

The old man looked at the butterflies in panic.

"How...how...how could this happen!?"

He was still cautious and tentative, until he saw the butterfly land on Lu Zhizhi's hand with his own eyes, then he hurried down the stairs.

“Why aren’t these butterflies flying?”

He pointed at the butterfly in Lu Zhizhi's hand.

"That fell on your hand...why didn't the white powder corrode your fingers?"

Lu Zhizhi looked at the old man and suddenly smiled, a very strange smile.

Suddenly, she raised her hand and all the butterflies suddenly flew up from the ground.

The one in Lu Zhizhi's hand flew directly onto the old man's face.

Maybe because he was too shocked, when the old man raised his hand just now, the protective shield around him disappeared.

At this time, the butterfly flapped its wings and the powder fell on the old man's face.

The old man's face suddenly looked like it was burnt, with bursts of green smoke coming out.

"what!"

The old man covered his face, turned around and tried to run away.

At this moment, thousands of butterflies flew directly over his head.

Butterflies fluttered their wings, and white powder fell above his head like snow.

Screams echoed throughout the stone chamber.

"what!"

"Help!"

"I do not want……"

There is no more words to say.

No one knew what the powder was made of, but it was even more terrifying than sulfuric acid.

The powder corroded and broke the old man's clothes, and when it came into contact with his flesh, the flesh became like melted ice cream, leaving a sticky mess all over the ground.

There was more and more white powder, and there was not even any blood flowing, it was directly corroded into a pool of mud.

When the mud came into contact with the white powder, it also turned into a pile of white powder.

In the end, a living person turned into a skeleton and fell to the ground with a loud bang.

The corrosiveness of the powder continued, and the bones began to break, eventually turning into a pile of white powder.

In just a dozen minutes, a person disappeared from this world alive, leaving behind only a pile of pink powder.

Lu Zhizhi was amazed at the strong corrosiveness of this butterfly, but also felt a little scared.

But there was a feeling in her mind telling her that this butterfly would not hurt her.

Lu Zhizhi felt that the bug at the back of her head had settled down, her headache was gone, and the bug seemed to be able to communicate with her.

She kept thinking about what she had just done.

It seemed as if he was using spiritual energy to calm the insect's temper.

She once again urged her spiritual energy and injected it into the place at the back of her head where the insect was moving, then thought to herself, let the butterfly leave and don't stop her.

Unexpectedly, the butterflies really started to move.

The white butterflies shook off the powder on their bodies, revealing their base color. Like gray moths, they all flew to the other wall.

It flew to the wall, stuck to it, folded its wings and remained motionless.

Lu Zhizhi suddenly discovered that she seemed to be able to drive the bugs in the back of her head through spiritual power!