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Chapter 326 - 225: Biological Sister, Male Sister, or True Fate? (Please Subscribe)

Chapter 326: Chapter 225: Biological Sister, Male Sister, or True Fate? (Please Subscribe)

Nighttime, void of stars and moon.

Within a court full of green moss stood a huge cauldron, stewing meat, the broth white and frothy, wafting wave after wave of fragrance.

At this moment, four robed figures in black were feasting on meat and sipping soup.

The cauldron itself was so large it would be no issue to stew two cows in it, and their chopsticks and soup ladles were absurdly long, too.

Each pair of chopsticks was nine meters long, even longer than the Overlord Spear, making it quite a task to manage a bite of meat with them.

Yet these black-cloaked individuals seemed to be thoroughly enjoying their meal, for they were not feeding themselves but rather each other.

Their presence seemed to assert a principle: with mutual aid and concerted effort, all could dine heartily.

The large pot of meat was quickly emptied, even much of the soup consumed, leaving only large bones bobbing in the cauldron.

Having nearly finished eating, the robed figure on the left spoke, "Old Demon Duan has wiped out C Village, costing us four whole floors of manpower. What shall we do?"

She purposely deepened her voice, trying to sound like a man, but one could easily tell she was a woman.

Her counterpart across the cauldron, whose mask was engraved with the character Yaoji, inhaled sharply and said, "Of all the people C Village could have antagonized, they had to mess with Old Demon Duan. Not only did they provoke him, but they were also exterminated, with their estate burned to the ground. Truly lost face for the Immortals."

This person seemed to be speaking the dialect of Yunyu, but it didn’t quite sound authentic.

Whether this was an affected accent or their natural way of speaking made deliberately inexact was unclear to all.

"What do you think, Lao Daoba?"

Confronted with the question, the black-robed figure with a huge knife handle adorning his mask said, "The Netherworld Mountain Villa has not seen such tragedy in many years. Old Fang is dead, so be it; the villa is burnt, so be that. But once people’s loyalty is incinerated, that’s when things get difficult.

How will the Martial World view us, and the golden signboard of the ’Netherworld Mountain Villa’?"

The female robed figure proposed, "Then what’s to be done? Why don’t you take the lead and deal with Old Demon Duan?"

Lao Daoba sneered and retorted, "Why should I take the lead? In such matters, it should be the one who resides in White Jade City who speaks."

At this, the three of them looked towards the fourth figure to the north.

This person had half a moustache, leaving the left side of his face clean-shaven, youthful and handsome, while the right side bore a moustache, bestowing him a refined and astute appearance.

He spread his hands and said, "But it’s been several years since one could ascend White Jade City."

"Why can’t they ascend it?" asked the woman in black.

"Four years ago, White Jade City was enveloped in a magical fog. None who entered have come back out," Little Huzi explained.

"Magical fog? Has the Capital Master’s ’Eternal Life Sword’ truly advanced in its cultivation?" Lao Daoba asked with a grave expression.

Little Huzi shook his head, "No one knows. If the Capital Master is still alive, he’s probably not far from success."

The rest nodded in agreement.

They had been to White Jade City before and knew the situation there; if the Capital Master had stayed inside for four years and lived, it was very likely that he had succeeded, or at least reached the cultivation where one could go without food for years.

After all, there was no food in White Jade City unless one resorted to consuming bodies that disappeared in the magical fog.

A fog emitting such an aura indicated signs of a breakthrough for the Eternal Life Sword.

Unconsciously, a look of fear and envy appeared in their eyes.

Lao Daoba theorized, "Without the Capital Master present, let’s set the matter aside for now."

The other three nodded; the resolution was unspoken.

Netherworld Mountain Villa controlled countless Assassins, a formidable force. Although the four present were of the Manor Master rank, this was just one of their identities.

All said and done, Netherworld Mountain Villa was only one arm of their power—a tool for making money and killing. But to risk their lives against Old Demon Duan was something they were unwilling to do.

Although they cooperated well while eating meat, showing great tacit understanding, they were not truly united in spirit.

They required someone to pressure them.

And the person capable of applying such pressure had been in White Jade City these past years, unseen.

Should the Capital Master appear, the likes of Old Demon Duan and the Green Blade Demon would naturally meet a dismal end, sparing them the current headache.

But they were also aware that Old Demon Duan was petty; this time he targeted C Village, but there’s no ensuring he wouldn’t hold a grudge against their estates as well. Caution was of the essence.

...

After the burning of Netherworld Mountain Villa, Duan Yun and the Murong siblings naturally had to return to their own Mountain Villa.

Netherworld Mountain Villa was grand and majestic. Duan Yun had even entertained the idea of impersonating a Villa Manor Master to turn it into a Heroic Villa, but ultimately it was a den of sordid sorts, and while residing there temporarily was tolerable, truly living there was not to his liking.

Yuzhu Villa, though dilapidated, was pitifully small compared to Netherworld Mountain Villa, almost looking like a "geomantic treasure" near the graveyard, but its inhabitants were lovely.

Only in Yuzhu Villa did Duan Yun and the Murong siblings feel at ease and happy.

Yes, that was where heroes belonged.

Having accomplished a great deed in the Martial World, it was natural they should indulge.

They hired a luxurious carriage, spacious enough not just for them but also for Grey Donkey Little Grey and the horse.

Thus, a carriage drawn by four horses appeared on the road, carrying both humans and animals in luxury.

Apart from the pearls, the two Young Heroes acquired a substantial amount of ill-gotten gains.

Murong siblings brought forth a chest of gold from the haul they discovered in Impermanence Hall, saying, "We’ve got quite a haul of gold this time. How do you plan to spend it? Before we head back, shall we play around in Wangchun City?"

Indeed, even someone of the caliber of the Murong family’s scion deemed it a substantial sum of gold.

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