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Cough, he passed by, and we chatted.
"Grandmaster Gu, I can't believe I'm here too. I don't deny it," he said, asking about the Dark Red Cliff.
Suddenly, the voice of Gu Mingyue rang out, pulling Gu Ping from the side. Dongfang Yang could only cover his face, looking somewhat helplessly at his naive disciple.
Perhaps some people have ulterior motives.
The voice hesitated as Yi Dong, the butcher fond of red clothing, also stood up. Beside him was the Madwoman, An Su Su, and the renowned Ru Ming, known as the Wuyou Emperor.
"What about Wei Wuyou?"
At this moment in the tavern, only a few of them remained; everyone else had left, fearing that a single word might lead to trouble. After all, those were legendary figures from the battlefield, unlike them who had only recently gained some reputation in the martial world.
They returned to the Ninth Underworld. The matters of the Ninth Underworld were all in Ru Ming's hands now; sooner or later, he would have to face Wen Tian.
Tenglan, known as Zhongshang, was also dressed in a blue robe, which resembled Gan Bu Ping's style.
Am I Gan Bu Ping? The son of Gan Yuan?
Gu Ping kindly walked up to Gan Bu Ping and gently patted his shoulder with his leg. He felt an uncanny resemblance to Mu Yu, as if Mu Yu were standing right in front of him.
Hmm, I have met Gu Uncle before and conveyed my father's regards to him. My father often mentions Gu Uncle, you know?
Father, Gan Yuan, Gan Yuan.
Gu Ping muttered to himself, chattering like an old man, which was quite mismatched with his youthful appearance.
Alright, Grandmaster Gu, my nagging habit has struck again.
Oh, Gu Ping came to his senses and looked towards West City.
He saw a wisp of blue smoke rising straight into the clouds, followed by a gathering of wind and clouds, accompanied by purple mist, heralding the emergence of extraordinary weapons.
Who knows the Old Blacksmith in the west of the city?
It must be the reincarnation of Infinite Path's Duobao Daoist; otherwise, how could such divine weapons be forged in the mortal realm? Infinite Path must be unwilling to accept Ru Ming's situation.
Tenglan, known as Zhongshang, smiled and said, "Ru Ming and the Qin Empire are powerful, forcing other Daoist Sects to unite against the Great Qin Empire's Iron Cavalry. The Eastern Legion is even less able to advance; they can only hold their ground. Ru Ming and Infinite Path must be growing increasingly impatient."
Someone else arrived.
Everyone turned their gaze as a figure rushed from afar, directly grasping that divine weapon tightly and exchanging glances with Tenglan, known as Zhongshang. They could clearly feel the fierce gaze of the newcomer.
Ji Dao Ren from Limitless Path; who would have thought that Ru Ming and Tiandong were competing? They were not the legendary immortals of yore; this was truly dull.
Pei Shigui recognized the newcomer at a glance. Although everyone had anticipated the arrival of the immortal Dong Fan, it was unexpected that amidst a century of chaos, immortals had already begun to gather. It seemed that the end of that war came quicker than they had imagined.
"It sounds like you're talking about reincarnation," Gu Uncle said, glancing around at the elders present. "Aren't we just a bunch of old geezers?"
"Hahaha, well said!" Zhu Xian Mountain laughed heartily, while Pei Shigui beside him looked quite embarrassed.
"My dear girl, can't you give Pei Uncle a little face?"
"That’s not bad at all. As for me, Uncle Jiang, I’m just an ordinary mortal cultivating immortality; I haven’t received any blessings from the immortals."
"Ah, I can only think about it," he added with a sigh.
Gu Ping chimed in, "It’s not like we’re here just to flirt around. We’re here for something significant. After all, there are only a handful of divine weapons in this world. Even if Mingyue has a top-tier magical artifact, it could lead to an earth-shattering Great War."
"Everyone, please don’t hold back. Is there anyone who can’t wait any longer?"
In the western sky, dark clouds rolled ominously, obscuring the situation. The Demon Cloud roared in, and the birds and beasts that had been flying in the sky were instantly transformed into blood, merging into the black clouds.
"Esteemed immortals," Dong Fan announced, "I, Zhuang Zhixian, have come to welcome you and wash away the dust of your travels. By the way, I also want the Easterners to know that there are many on the Demonic Path!" Hahaha!
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