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Protect Our Clan Leader (Web Novel) - Chapter 2346: The Ancient Battlefield of the Xuanling Saintess!
Chapter 2346: The Ancient Battlefield of the Xuanling Saintess!
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“My disciple, she’s dead!” Cai Youdao mentioned this with tears welling up at the corners of his eyes again, “It’s all my fault as her master, I’m useless, can’t fight the Cycle River, I could only risk my life to affect part of the outcome. According to my deductions, she should have reincarnated somewhere near the Eastern Dawn God Continent. But strangely, I’ve searched all over the Eastern Dawn God Continent over the years, and still can’t find her. My dear disciple, where have you gone?”“So that’s how it is, no wonder you asked me if it was a True Immortal Realm reincarnation.” Wang Licui sighed and comforted him, “Old Cai, don’t worry too much, if you search patiently, you’ll find her eventually.”
“When my Fourth Uncle comes, you can work for him. If you perform well, you might ask my Fourth Uncle for help. He’s so smart, he can definitely solve your problem.”
Work again?
Cai Youdao’s hand paused while wiping his tears, and he couldn’t help but mutter inwardly.
What kind of background does your family have? Constantly talking about making True Immortals work, saying it so smoothly as if it’s just common sense, this tone is a bit too much.
Then, amidst the conversation, the roaring sounds continuously resounding in the sky, and the occasional bursts of energy light stopped, the rampaging energy fluctuations also started to weaken gradually. Two figures swiftly darted down—it was Saint Qingyuan and Saintess Water Moon who had gone to fight earlier.
Both were not looking too good at the moment.
Saint Qingyuan’s originally neat azure robe had become wrinkled, with holes in the sleeves and the hem, the crown that was neatly fastened had become crooked, and even his face was bruised in one spot, looking rather disheveled.
Saintess Water Moon’s face was uninjured, but her beautifully styled hair was also in disarray, with some parts falling loose. Her red battle dress was missing a corner, looking quite ragged, indistinguishable from Saint Qingyuan in their equally messy state.
It was clear that neither had gained any advantage from the fight, and there was no decisive victory.
“Licui sister, don’t stay too close to Cai Youdao.” Noticing Cai Youdao standing beside Wang Licui, Saintess Water Moon disregarded her own disheveled appearance and hastily shielded Wang Licui behind her, watching Cai Youdao warily, “This old guy is no good, always talks about looking for a True Immortal reincarnation, a missing disciple, taking the opportunity to flirt with young female cultivators.”
“That’s right, in this matter, I rarely agree with Water Moon’s view.” Saint Qingyuan also expressed his dissatisfaction towards Cai Youdao, “This is the first time I’ve seen such a shameless True Immortal Realm.”
“Your Highnesses, Saint and Saintess.” Cai Youdao said with a grieving face, “I am indeed greedy for money, but at such an old age, I am not lustful, let alone flirting with young ladies, you shouldn’t slander me like this.”
“Slander? What slander for your easy lies?” Saintess Water Moon’s beautiful eyes showed a hint of disdain, “Talking about your treasured True Immortal disciple who died, you interfered with the Cycle River, making her reincarnate in Eastern Dawn God Continent. Bah~! Just relying on you as a True Immortal Realm, dare to defy Cycle River, not afraid of being obliterated in the backlash?”
“This kind of talk can only deceive young girls who haven’t seen the world.” Saint Qingyuan also scowled, feeling no mercy as he retorted, “Even my Master doesn’t dare to interfere lightly with Cycle River’s operation, who do you think you are?”
Cai Youdao rolled his eyes helplessly and muttered quietly in his heart.
Wasn’t I just retaliated against?
“Alright, enough of that.” Saintess Water Moon, looking disgusted, pushed Cai Youdao aside and began to sort through the spoils of war.
After a round of calculations, Saintess Water Moon’s face finally showed happiness again: “Good good good, Licui sister, we profited nineteen Immortal Spirits, eighty-three Extreme Spirits, and seventy-one Superior Spirits in this round.”
Mentioning the numbers, Cai Youdao couldn’t help but tear up again: “These are all my funeral savings~~”
“Honestly, Old Cai did a good job in this round of goods, he has an eye for it.” Saintess Water Moon expressed her joy of getting rich and encouraged, “If you have the opportunity, go and get a few more batches of goods. Licui sister and I will definitely support your business.”
“No, no, no, just forget about it…” Cai Youdao’s face twitched, he quickly refused, “Once I sell this batch of leftovers, I plan to do some legitimate business.”
“That’s really a shame.” Saintess Water Moon sighed regretfully, but then noticed the Immortal Spirit Stones in her hand and got excited again, “Licui sister, let’s divide the profits. You were the main force this time, I’ll give you ten Immortal Spirit Stones. I’ll keep this round of raw materials and find someone to polish the Spirit Stones. Don’t refuse, without you, I would have lost big, and the expenses for your future breakthrough to Void Realm and True Immortal will not be small.”
Wang Licui happily nodded and said: “Thank you, Sister Water Moon.”
Saint Qingyuan listening on the side nodded secretly.
Though Water Moon Saintess has a variety of bad habits, she’s rather generous, the profit sharing is fair, Licui Sister really didn’t lose in this round.
Somehow, Saint Qingyuan’s perception of Water Moon slightly improved.
Unexpectedly, Water Moon Saintess rummaged through the Storage Ring, and only managed to pull out two Immortal Spirit Stones along with a pile of Fragmented Spirit Stones, then couldn’t seem to pull out anything more.
Water Moon Saintess suddenly felt a bit of awkwardness, she could only look at Saint Qingyuan longingly: “Qingyuan, lend me ten Immortal Spirit Stones.”
“What?” Saint Qingyuan nearly stumbled to death, glaring, “Why should I lend you? Besides, aren’t you short by only eight Immortal Spirits? Why ask for ten?”
