A powerful person who can transcend tribulation has the ability to break through the void.

Only with the help of two great tribulation masters and Chao Zhao could they reach Wuxiang Mansion so quickly.

Qiu Baiqi's eyes suddenly widened when he saw Xiao Luowu.

"How are you still alive?!"

"...From your tone, it seems like you don't really want me to be alive."

Xiao Luowu gazed at him quietly.

Qiu Baiqi immediately gave an awkward but polite smile.

Chao Zhao's gaze fell on Xi Huaizhu.

She sneered, "Liar."

Xi Huaizhu sighed helplessly.

"Welcome back, Chao Zhao."

"Fortunately, I didn't agree to share the spoils with you."

The two voices rang out one after another. After they finished speaking, they looked at each other in silence.

Xi Huaizhu seemed to be amused by her words.

Just as she was about to respond to her, she found that Xiao Luowu vigilantly pulled Chao Zhao behind her, and looked at him as if she was looking at a yellow-haired man who was trying to kidnap her daughter.

"......Mother?"

Chao Zhao stretched his head and looked at Xiao Luowu's actions in confusion, "I haven't said anything harsh yet."

"Oh."

Xiao Luowu was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Then remember to be more ruthless."

"What cruel words?"

Xi Huaizhu looked at Chao Zhao with interest.

Zhao Zhao stared at him, his mouth curled up in a cold arc: "You will die under my sword."

"Ok?"

The emotions in Xi Huaizhu's eyes gradually faded.

"If it were you." He paused, his tone still sounding somewhat expectant, "Then I would calmly welcome death."

"........."

Zhao Zhao turned back depressedly, "Why do I feel humiliated?"

"Don't pay attention to him."

Xiao Luowu pulled her back like coaxing a child, "He has lived for more than five thousand years. There is a serious generation gap between you two."

Ji Wushe raised his eyebrows and said, "I didn't expect that the number one casual cultivator who crushed the pride of all the geniuses of the sects and families five thousand years ago would actually join the team of the evil god."

Five thousand years ago, the world of immortal cultivation was still in its prosperous stage.

In that era when geniuses emerged in large numbers, sects were established and schools were founded, and noble families had children, and everything was thriving.

At that time, the concept of independent cultivation was still very vague.

Because the path of cultivation is almost monopolized by the sects and families, they occupy unique resources, and the vast majority of people whose spiritual roots have been discovered will choose to join one of them.

But with the appearance of Xi Huaizhu, who claimed to be a casual cultivator, severely slapped the faces of those geniuses who relied on abundant resources and believed that they had unparalleled talents.

From then on, the title of the world's number one independent cultivator fell on him.

Since then, independent cultivators have sprung up like mushrooms after rain...but thousands of years have passed, and still no one dares to call himself the number one independent cultivator.

Because there is only one person who deserves this title.

"The world's number one independent cultivator?"

Chao Zhao murmured.

But when she thought of the other person's skillful climbing of walls, climbing trees and even fanning fires with her, she fell silent.

"Want to know?"

Xi Huaizhu's lips curled up in a not-so-deep arc, but his eyes were fixed on Chao Zhao, "I'll only tell her."

"!!!"

Xiao Luowu immediately glared at him like an old hen protecting her calves.

"Not with good intentions."

"why?"

Ji Wushe, a straight man who has been single for a thousand years, naturally did not understand the deeper meaning of this.

He just felt that Xi Huaizhu's goal seemed not just to achieve immortality.

Compared with Lou Wuming and Huo Zhongqiu, he just arrogantly and naturally ignored the disciples of Wuxiang Mansion, and his purpose was very pure.

——He just wanted to get the Life Mirror and didn’t care about anything else.

"Of course, it's because I admire her."

"........."

Xi Huaizhu said it so easily and naturally, but it brought great shock to the people present.

The scene almost fell into an eerie silence until Ji Wushe suddenly realized what was happening and gasped in disbelief.

"Who? Chao Zhao?!"

"Although the words are rough, the truth is not rough."

Xiao Luowu cursed, "But you are too old."

"no......"

Zhao Zhao's face darkened. "Is this an age issue? He is not even on our side."

Xi Huaizhu thought: "Do you want me to join you?"

"—?"

Chao Zhao was dumbfounded.

The others were also dumbfounded.

Qiu Baiqi had been nervously protecting the life mirror on his body from the beginning, ready to self-destruct at any time.

But in this situation now...he suddenly felt that his nervousness was a joke.

After Chao Zhao appeared, Xi Huaizhu had obviously forgotten his original purpose and didn't even pay attention to the Life Mirror.

"You are not a bamboo spirit."

Chao Zhao stared at him coldly, looking unmoved, "You are obviously a fence-sitter. You are so confused and dirty—do you know that?!"

The word "turbid nightmare" almost came out of his mouth.

Fortunately, Chao Zhao braked slammingly.

Unfortunately it was too late.

Xi Huaizhu's half-smiley eyes had already fallen on her, and Xiao Luowu also looked at her thoughtfully.

Chao Zhao was immediately furious: "Liar!"

He actually tried to trick her!

"Feel sorry."

Xi Huaizhu's calm apology earned him an even angrier look from Chao Zhao.

"See you next time, Zhao Zhao."

He sighed helplessly, "Maybe next time will be the last time."

Chao Zhao looked unconvinced: "You said the same thing last time."

Qiu Baiqi couldn't understand how things were going on.

He looked at Xi Huaizhu and saw that he was really about to leave. He seemed to be hesitant to speak: "...Wait, you don't want the Life Mirror anymore?"

"No more."

Xi Huaizhu shook his head calmly, raised his eyebrows and smiled at Chao Zhao, turned around, and as the bamboo leaves fell, his figure disappeared from the spot.

"...You even provoked me before leaving!"

Chao Zhao almost exploded.

Xiao Luowu looked at her with extremely complicated eyes, feeling headache but also somewhat relieved.

She glared at Ji Wushe worriedly.

It turns out that letting this old bachelor raise a child will not generate any love.

Ji Wushe thought Xiao Luowu was hinting at him, and nodded seriously, "He hasn't shown his strength yet, and his purpose is not simple... I'm afraid he's the most difficult to deal with."

"........."

The corners of Xiao Luowu's mouth twitched, and she couldn't help but curse, "You'll spend your whole life with Jiang Xue!"

Both the man and the sword fell silent.

Qiu Bai stood up and walked to them, looking at Xiao Luowu carefully, and his body and mind suddenly relaxed.

"I have lived up to your expectations."

He smiled and handed the Life Mirror in his arms to Xiao Luowu.

"Thanks for your hard work, Xiaobai."

"...Can you please stop calling me that?"

"Okay Xiaobai."

Xiao Luowu’s main point is that he heard it but didn’t listen.

Ji Wushe also looked at the mirror that didn't seem to have anything special about it: "What kind of magical weapon is this Life-giving Mirror?"

Qiu Baiqi: "It can provide a breath of life for the person reflected in the mirror... I have relied on it to prolong my life during the three hundred years of seclusion in the death chamber."

Chao Zhao suddenly came over and said, "Why do I feel like this thing looks familiar?"

"Does it look familiar?"

Xiao Luowu glanced at her and said, "Your father found it. It has been in front of you since you were still an egg."

Zhao Zhao: “.........”

She shouldn't have asked.

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