Chapter 578: Aje Who Was Abandoned
âAje, Aje, Aje, AjeâŠâ
Xu Xiaoshou floated in mid-air. His eyes were white, and he had a pair of dead fish eyes. He used his âPerceptionâto watch as Aje continued to absorb the demonic aura in his body.
This process of absorption lasted for a full half a minute.
Finally, the black energy in his body, which was so full that it was about to explode, was slightly weakened, and he could barely regain a bit of consciousness.
âI, Iâm saved?â
He looked around.
Xu Xiaoshou saw the three terrifying figures huddled together in the distance.
Saint servant, a group of three!
Who could withstand this?
If he hadnât used Ajeâs explosive attack at the critical moment to directly use the vanishing technique to remove the restriction of the Fourth Sword..
If he hadnât only used the vanishing technique to activate and remove the two states, he wouldnât have had to unconsciously maintain his disappearing state..
If not for the fact that the real target of the Fourth Sword was not him, but instead, it was crazily trying to attack the body of the Saint Servantâs chief..
Xu Xiaoshou dared to assert.
At this moment, he would be either dead or out of control.
Or perhaps, he would end up with the most terrifying outcome â being targeted by the Saint Servantâs chief and the storyteller at the same time!
âOh, my sinâŠâ
Xu Xiaoshou could not imagine why his trip to the white cave was so difficult.
As expected, the source of all this was still the overwhelming confidence after he had swallowed the Infernal Original Seed and the Three Days Frozen Calamity?
If he hadnât thought about the Fourth Sword at that time and the mission that Elder Sang gave him that even he didnât care about..
âIâm tired.â
Xu Xiaoshou felt very tired.
Even the old man must have expected the result of fighting for the Fourth Sword.
Why was he so naive to take the first step to the Lijian Grassland?
That was the path to the Abyss!
âHide, hide.â
Xu Xiaoshou wanted to take a step to the sky and escape from this place, but he didnât dare to do so.
God knew if the storyteller would be very cautious and banish this space when he arrived here.
If that was the case, not only would he not be able to take the easy way out, he would even expose his position to the perverted man in the red dress when he reached the critical point.
If that was the case..
âHide well!â
Holding Aje, Xu Xiaoshou did not dare to think too much.
Sensing that the demonic aura in his body was gradually decreasing and that it was basically difficult to affect his movements, he lowered his head and directly went underground.
..
He finished off his negative state in front of the Saint Servantâs group of three. Even with the vanishing technique, Xu Xiaoshouâs heart was still beating wildly.
While he was underground, he heard the Saint Servantâs chief pay all his attention to the so-called âWen Mingâthat he had announced earlier.
âThe sword has already arrived. where is the Wen Ming you mentioned?â
As soon as the masked man finished speaking, the storytellerâs reaction was obviously stunned.
âYes, where is he?â
He turned his head to glance at the Fourth Sword and said hesitantly, âIn theory, with the Fourth Sword under Wen Mingâs control, he wonât let go easily. Itâs impossible for Wen Ming to give up on this vicious sword.â
âAfter all, heâs also an ancient swordsman, right?â
âButâŠâ
The storyteller paused and Cen Qiaofu immediately continued, âBut with the Fourth Sword in this state, can he let go?â
âYes!â
The storyteller nodded and frowned, âSo, he should already have let go of the Fourth Sword earlier? But how could he be aware of the unusual movements of the Fourth Sword?â
âWhatâs Wen Mingâs cultivation level?âCen Qiaofu suddenly asked.
âAround Innate stage.â
âYes, InnateâŠâ
âYes? Innate? !â
Cen Qiaofuâs tone changed and he turned his head to look at the turbulent world of the White Cave far away.
The explosion started there.
And by the previous storytellerâs words, the movements were caused by the so-called Wen Ming.
âAre you sure that he is only at the Innate stage?â
Cen Qiaofu asked again, his tone was full of doubt.
âUhâŠâ
The storyteller froze for a moment. He also turned his head to look at the movement behind him and said submissively, âYes⊠I think?â
Seeing the disbelief on Cen Qiaofuâs face, the storyteller added, âIn short, heâs not strong. Heâs around Innate. At most, heâs only at the Grandmaster realm. But his fighting strength should be comparable to⊠The Sovereign stage ?âHis voice became softer and softer.
Cen Qiaofuâs face darkened.
The storyteller had a headache, but he had no choice but to continue, âIf we add in some external forces, even if we encounter the Cutting Path⊠well, Iâm referring to the various restrictions in the white cave world, soâŠâ
â?â
Cen Qiaofu slowly asked a question mark.
âUhâŠâ
The storyteller wiped his sweat. He knew how unbelievable his words were, but he still insisted on finishing.
âSo, under all kinds of restrictions, Wen Ming should be able to fight against someone of the Cutting Path stageâŠâ
Cen Qiaofuâs face turned from black to green.
âAre you serious?â
âIâm serious.â
âYouâre not joking?â
âYeah.â
âIs this what you mean by ânot strong in any caseâ?âCen Qiaofuâs eyes almost popped out.
âPhewâ
The storyteller heaved a sigh of relief. âYouâll know once you fight with him. This kid is a little strange.â
As he spoke, he turned to look at his brother. âIs that right?â
Cen Qiaofu also turned his gaze over.
He did not know why the chief valued that Wen Ming so much in the past.
Even the Holy Emperor used that guy as a chess piece in his scheme.
But now, if all of this wasnât exaggerated..
âHeâs not a Grandmaster.â
The masked man said, âWhen I first met him, he should only be in the Acquired realm. Itâs only been a few months? Has he reached the Grandmaster level in a month?â
âNo matter how talented he is, he wouldnât be able to directly comprehend the Heavenly Image state and reach the Grandmaster stage.â
âIn theory, itâs already pretty good that Wen Ming has reached the Innate Origin Court level or Occupied Void at this time.â
âOf course, we canât rule out the possibility that he has some opportunities to reach the Upper SpiritâŠâ
âHmm? Whatâs with your expression?â
As the masked man spoke, he saw Cen Qiaofuâs strange expression.
Cen Qiaofuâs jaw couldnât close anymore.
âThat hedgehog, Upper Spirit level, can he make such a big commotion?âHe pointed at the shattered space behind him.
âUpper Spirit, itâs just a conjecture,âthe masked man said.
âAre you missing the main point? What I mean⊠is not this!â
Cen Qiaofu said as he looked at the storyteller and roared:
âA mere Innate expert can achieve such a level?â
âComparable to Cutting Path Stage?â
âWhat kind of joke are you making? !â
âHeâs not joking.âThe storyteller was silent for a moment before saying, âHe has a divine puppet on him.â
âOh?â
This time, not only Cen Qiaofu was stunned, even the masked man was shocked.
âDivine puppet?â
âYes.â
The storyteller nodded and said, âA divine puppet that doesnât look like a divine puppetâŠâ
âWait.â
The masked man suddenly reached out and interrupted the storyteller. When the two people in front of him looked over, he said, âIs the divine puppet youâre talking about not in human form?â
âYou know?âThe storyteller was surprised.
âLittle Boy?â
âYes!â
âBald?â
âYes!â
âVery weak?â
âThatâs right⊠Err, it canât be said that itâs very weak, right?â
The storytellerâs excited thoughts calmed down and he explained, âItâs weaker than a normal divine puppet. It only has the battle consciousness of the first level, but itâs very strange, as ifâŠâ
âLike a real person?âThe masked man spoke again.
âYes, yes, thatâs the feeling!â
The storyteller nodded crazily and said, âIf it wasnât for the fact that it didnât have any human vital signs, I would have been fooled. If I glanced at it, I definitely wouldnât be able to tell that it was a heartless divine puppet.â
âUnderstood.â
The masked man fell silent.
The storyteller raised his eyebrows and glanced at Cen Qiaofu. Seeing him shrug his shoulders, he immediately understood that this old man was also confused.
He could only ask himself, âBrother, do you know it?â
âI donât think so. We met once⊠No, twice. I think.â
A hint of memory appeared in the masked manâs turbid eyes as he said slowly,
âThe first generation divine puppet, a defective product that Dao Qiongcang self-proclaimed. If I remember correctly, it was thrown into the Abyss Island.â
âAt that time, it seemed to have no consciousness.â
âBut the second time we met, it had already given birth to spiritual intelligence and seemed to be able to grow on its own.â
âIt was very strange and dangerous.â
âIn the end, it seemed to have been destroyed by White-clothed in the Abyss Island twice.â
The two spectators were speechless for a moment.
Divine puppet, giving birth to spiritual intelligence, destroying it twice?
âItâs obviously very strong, why donât you use it?âCen Qiaofu felt that something wasnât right. This didnât seem like something stupid that the holy divine palace would do.
âIt is strong, but thereâs no upper limit.â
The masked man shot him a meaningful glance. âIf you canât truly control whatâs in your hands, do you think those people will keep it?â
âBut according to Dao Qiongcangâs personalityâŠâ
Cen Qiaofu was anxious.
He absolutely did not believe that the Great Hallmaster Dao, who was addicted to the Divine Secret technique, would give up such a good research opportunity.
The masked man smiled and shook his head, interrupting him.
âThe group of people Iâm talking about is not that group of people, but âthatâ group of people.â
Cen Qiaofu froze for a moment.
The storytellerâs pupils constricted. He seemed to have thought of something as he shuddered and a cold air seeped through his body.
..
âWhich group of people?â
Xu Xiaoshou, who was deep underground, was immediately confused by these words.
From the tone of these words, the legendary Hallmaster Dao should have wanted to keep Aje.
But, he was stopped?
How was that possible?
Wasnât the peak of this world the Holy Divine Palace and its current hallmaster, Dao Qiongcang?
Was he stopped from researching?
âMa MaâŠâ
Aje suddenly murmured.
Xu Xiaoshou jumped in fright and immediately clenched the stone-shaped iron ball.
âDonât make a sound. Theyâre not talking about you. Donât be afraid, Be good!â
âMa MaâŠâ
AJE seemed to be in a bad mood.
Xu Xiaoshou could completely understand.
If he didnât use the vanishing technique to hide underground, he might not even know about these secrets.
However, why would Aje, who was supposed to be destroyed on the Abyss Island, appear in Tianxuan Gate of Tiansang Spirit Palace?
âElder Sang?â
Xu Xiaoshou immediately thought of such a person.
The masked man said that he had seen Aje before. could he have gone to the Abyss Island with Elder Sang, the second-in-command of the Saint Servant?
That did not seem right!
If the two of them had gone together, there was no reason for Aje to appear in a small place like Tiansang Spirit Palace.
He should have fallen into a large organization like the Saint Servant and been fully utilized.
Moreover..
âAbyss Island?â
Xu Xiaoshou thought about it and suddenly remembered something.
He vaguely remembered Caramelâs words.
Abyss Island, wasnât it that terrifying place that seemed to seal a Saint?
If nothing went wrong, the crack in the extradimensional space here was created by the wretched Saint, which was the crack leading to Abyss Island.
Among them..
âOh my god!â
Xu Xiaoshou felt that his mind was going to be in a mess.
When all these things were combined, it was extremely terrifying.
When he didnât know everything, he still felt that this world was wonderful.
However, every time he knew a little bit more and understood more secrets, Xu Xiaoshou always felt a sense of panic.
Why did it seem like everything was related to me, Xu Xiaoshou, and was targeted at me, Xu Xiaoshou⊠?
âMa MaâŠâ
âHey hey, itâs fine, itâs fine. Donât worry, Ma Ma wonât abandon you.â
When Xu Xiaoshou heard Ajeâs muttering, he immediately hugged the poor little fellow even tighter.
He was afraid that if it couldnât help but fly out and be exposed, then the matter would be..
Big Trouble!
..
âOh right, thereâs another matter that Iâm more concerned about,âthe storyteller said hesitantly.
âSpeak.â
âWen Ming, is he second brotherâs disciple?â
The masked man was stunned, âHow do you know?â
âThisâŠâ
The storyteller recalled the scene of him being teased in the ancient bookâs space. His face turned red and he found it difficult to speak.
âItâs a long story, so I wonât go into details.â
âI just want to know, where exactly did second brother go when he disappeared?â
The masked man smiled, âYou already know the answer, why are you asking me?â
âSo, it really isâŠâthe storyteller could not believe it, but he could not continue.
Cen Qiaofu laughed and shook his head, recalling the âDragon Melting realmâof Elder Sang from the Spirit Palace.
To be honest.
If he had not followed the chief to the Spirit Palace, he would not have imagined that Elder Sang would go to such a remote place.
âFor that Wen Ming?âCen Qiaofu asked.
Other than this explanation, he could not imagine why Elder Sang would go to such a place.
âNo.â
The masked man shook his head.
âWen Ming was just an accident. Second Brother did not stay in Tiansang Spirit Palace much. He went back this time just to stop my plan and not let the famed sword fall.â
âBut it was useless.â
Masked man laughed and continued, âMore importantly, itâs a plan.â
âWhat phlan?â The Storyteller asked curiously.
The masked man casually glanced behind him and said, âItâs done.â
Both of them looked back at the same time.
The Void was nameless, and there was no other existence.
But they knew that in this space, there was an extradimensional space crack that led to Abyss Island.
It was invisible to the naked eye.
âThen thereâs one more thingâŠâ
The storyteller understood. He rolled his eyes and a happy expression appeared on his face. Then, he squeezed out a flattering smile as if he wanted to say something.
âWait a minute.â
Seeing this, the masked man knew that it was not a good thing. He stopped him and looked around.
Then, he lowered his head and looked at the ground.
He frowned.
âI keep feeling that something is wrongâŠâ
âYou really only brought one sword?â
The masked man looked at the storyteller in confusion.
âWhat do you mean?â
The storyteller glanced at the Fourth Sword that was still floating behind him and said hesitantly, âWen Ming came?â
âItâs not Wen MingâŠâ
The masked man curled his hand that was wrapped tightly in a black glove. He twisted his wrist to shake off the discomfort and said, âBut itâs not just the Fourth Sword.â
âWhat do you mean?â
The storyteller and Cen Qiaofu spoke at the same time.
The masked man was a little uncertain and his gaze was hesitant.
âIs it an illusion? I keep feeling that thereâs the aura of a famed sword at the sceneâŠâ
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