coobybook Chapter 198 Melon Sound
Chapter 198 Melon Sound
Meanwhile, in the main hall of the summit, Fu Xun looked at Sect Leader Ji with surprise, "You mean, the person behind this is here for the Divine Seal?"
"Yes, you are the future master of our sect. This matter is of great importance. Recently, the Demonic Sect has been restless, and with the matter of the spies, I think it is time for you to know about this."
Sect Master Ji explained in detail: "Since ancient times, each of the four continents has possessed one of the Four Divine Seals, which are among the few divine artifacts in the world. They are kept by the highly respected sect leaders of each continent, and the seal of the Eastern Sea Continent is kept by my Misty Immortal Sect."
"This seal has been passed down for a long time and contains divine power. During the Battle of Hongyuan, several divine seals were used together to suppress the Netherworld Hongyuan. Countless powerful cultivators used the divine seals as a medium to strengthen the seal of Hongyuan. Therefore, the divine seal is an extraordinary item."
Fu Xun was slightly surprised. He thought to himself that the divine sword in the Flying Immortal Secret Realm was something that the demons coveted.
Could it be that the spy was really after the divine seal?
The sect leader continued with a sigh, "I am ashamed to say that the talent of the Divine Seal Master in my generation is insufficient, and I have not yet been able to transform into a god. I originally intended to announce my abdication to you immediately, but you have just gotten married. However, I have decided that you will still take charge of the Divine Seal, and you will be the new Divine Seal Master."
With that, he waved his hand and a flash of white light appeared. A palm-sized seal appeared in front of him. It was an ancient and dark gold artifact in the shape of a dragon, with ancient runes shining around it and a mysterious aura.
"This is the Eastern Sea Divine Seal. I am handing it over to you today. Please treat it with utmost care."
Fu Xun knew the implications. To be honest, he felt more at ease keeping the item in his own possession. He bowed solemnly and said, "This disciple understands and will take good care of it."
He carefully put away the divine seal, and the sect leader spoke earnestly: "Since those who are determined have already begun to act, then I will not rush to announce my abdication. Once everything has settled down, this vast immortal sect will be your responsibility."
Fu Xun: "This disciple will remember."
Mingxiu Peak Jufang Hall.
"So, the Demon Clan joined forces with some demonic cultivation sects to plot against the Misty Immortal Sect's most prized treasure, a divine artifact?" Leng Huan gasped, completely unprepared for the fact that the Misty Immortal Sect possessed a divine artifact.
Wang Chen: "Yes, that's how it's described in the original book. In the later stages, the Demon Clan was constantly collecting divine artifacts and creating blood sacrifices."
Leng Huan's expression turned grave: "This plot is so absurd, I seriously suspect the Demon Clan is about to act ahead of schedule. If that's true..."
Wang Chen frowned: "You, you still have a child with you. The sect isn't very safe. Don't you want to leave first? Besides, don't forget, the Divine Sword itself is something the Demon Clan also wants to steal."
“No.” Leng Huan shook his head. “If that’s the case, nowhere in this world is safe. When do you and Han Yan plan to go back?”
"This..." After hesitating for a long time, Wang Chen gritted his teeth, "She means she doesn't want to go back for the time being and wants to travel. I won't leave for the time being either, let's see where she goes. If possible, I would like to stay and help you, but I don't know what kind of conspiracy the demons are brewing."
Leng Huan: "We're in the open, the enemy is in the dark, it's tough." She straightened her light red gauze sleeves and reached out, "Give me the points you've saved to exchange for a life-saving item."
"..." Wang Chen felt like a lamb walking into a tiger's den, and struggled for a moment: "You really have the nerve to want this?"
Leng Huan still reached out: "Give it to me. Don't tell me you didn't know I lied to you, ptooey! I got these points by coaxing my husband. Do you think it's easy for me to feed a tiger with my own body?"
Wang Chen was speechless and heartbroken. He went to the system and cried, "System, do you have any powerful items that provide absolute defense or allow for a comeback?"
The system was overjoyed to see that he was going to spend points. "The host has finally decided to spend points. The item you mentioned does exist, but it's very expensive."
Wang Chen clutched his heart: "Forget it, everyone has defensive magic items. How many points would you need to exchange them for a game-changing item, the super powerful kind?"
"The 'King of Words Ring' is absolutely effective; words become law, it only affects the user, it is powerful, and lasts for half a quarter of an hour. The only drawback is that it is a one-time use item, and can only be redeemed once in a lifetime. As for points, well, it only requires 6666 points."
Wang Chen: "...Buy."
System: "Congratulations, host, purchase successful. You have 2 points remaining."
What the hell? Is there a difference between 2 points and 0 points? Does it have to be 2 points? He was speechless.
Seeing his changing expressions, Leng Huan felt a little nervous. Did he not have enough points? Good heavens, it's been over ten years, is the system really that stingy?
"What's with that look on your face? I'm a man of my word, here you go!" Wang Chen took out a gold ring with a crown at the clasp, his heart breaking. Leng Huan took it with shining eyes: "Thanks, you're such a good friend."
"Back then I said I wouldn't use my points unless my life was in danger, but this time I've paid off my debt to you. I'll use it myself next time..." Wang Chen waved his hand sadly, "This thing is called... the Ring of Words, it's 100% effective, so be careful. I'm going to find Shen Hanyan to confirm when to leave."
Leng Huan carefully put away the gold ring. "Alright, I'll see you off."
The two walked around the garden and all the way to the entrance of Jufang Palace, where they unexpectedly bumped into Fu Xun who was returning. Leng Huan was slightly surprised: "You're back so soon?"
"Hmm." Fu Xun's gaze swept over the two who seemed about to take their leave. "Fellow Daoist Wang, are you leaving?"
Sensing Fu Xun's indifferent gaze, which carried a sense of death, Wang Chen quickly composed himself, adopting a pretentious bow. "We'll be setting off soon, and I've come to visit Yun Du. Haha, farewell, farewell!" With that, he slipped away.
"What are you looking at, Yun Du? This is clearly a case of trying to hide something." Fu Xun raised an eyebrow and stared at Leng Huan: "Could it be that he didn't come to see you?"
"...Never mind him." Leng Huan seemed to smell a sour note, pulled him by the hand and led him inside. "Tell me what the sect leader said to you?"
Yun Du was still in the garden and hadn't come over yet. There were only the two of them in the hall, so Fu Xun simply told her about the Divine Seal. "So recently, the sect has been patrolling with a relaxed exterior but a tight interior. Each peak is seriously investigating its disciples, from top to bottom, especially the menial disciples."
Leng Huan already knew about the sect's most powerful artifact, so he wasn't shocked to hear this. However, he didn't expect that the artifact was actually a divine seal, and that it was of such great importance.
A slight tightness gripped his heart. Did Fu Xun not inherit the divine seal in the original book? Otherwise, he shouldn't have used his body as a weapon to fuse with the divine sword and suppress the seal...
Leng Huan nodded: "It's better to be cautious."
Fu Xun hesitated: "Actually... I don't really want to be the sect leader."
"why?"
"The sect leader's affairs are numerous and complicated."
"Then why did you agree in the first place?"
"On the one hand, it was suggested by my elders, and I couldn't refute it; on the other hand, I needed an identity."
"Identity?" Leng Huan asked, puzzled.
"I have enough standing to propose to you." Fu Xun tucked a stray strand of her hair behind her ear.
Leng Huan thought to himself, this person is controlling everything step by step.
"Then you can't back out now."
Fu Xun: "Not wanting to and going back on your word are two different things. Of course I don't regret it."
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As Wang Chen landed at the entrance of the guest courtyard where he was staying at the Huanyue Immortal Sect, he saw Shen Hanyan coming out as soon as he took a step. He had no choice but to stop and ask, "Hanyan, where are you going?"
After a pause, Shen Hanyan said, "I just met Junior Sister Qi and Junior Brother Fang. I heard that the elders will be setting off tomorrow, so I plan to go and see Fellow Daoist Leng."
Wang Chen took a small step back, not daring to look directly at her, and smiled awkwardly, "Then, then you go first." After saying that, he made way for her.
Seeing his cowardly little actions, Shen Hanyan felt a nameless anger rise in her heart, but she persuaded herself to calm down and not lower herself to the level of this foolish lecher.
He grunted in response, walked straight past him, and flew away without looking back.
Wang Chen watched her retreating figure, took a deep breath, scratched his head in frustration, and decided to talk to her again when she returned.
They waited and waited until dark, but the person still hadn't returned. When dawn broke, Wang Chen, who had tossed and turned all night, went to Mingxiu Peak to find Leng Huan with dark circles under his eyes, only to learn that Shen Hanyan had gone down the mountain the day before.
"What? How could she just leave like that, all fresh and beautiful..." Wang Chen clutched his head, completely bewildered. "Where did she go all night?"
Leng Huan secretly watched the drama unfold, resisting the urge to ask him to elaborate on their past. He shrugged and said, "I have a perfectly good conscience, I'm not lying to you. Shen Hanyan should have gone to the city. She said yesterday she wanted to go into seclusion... Hey, wait, you're leaving already? Aren't you going in for a bit? Hey..."
Before she could finish speaking, Wang Chen's silhouette was already visible on the horizon.
Is this the legendary "wife-chasing crematorium"? Leng Huan stroked his chin, his gossip-loving soul beginning to burn. Wang Chen, Wang Chen, you've finally met your match!
It's true what they say, fortunes change. Sure enough, any melon that isn't yours will taste good. Leng Huan took a big bite of the crisp, sweet melon.
Oh, it smells so good!
She nodded repeatedly and even gave Yun Du a piece of melon with her fork. The little dog, Ta Ling, squatted on the stool, happily munching on the melon with its paws.
Click-clack—
Amidst the sounds of people munching on melons, Fu Xun silently put down the jade slip beside him, "..."
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