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Chapter 972 - 626 Membership Fees

Chapter 972: Chapter 626 Membership Fees

In the room, the senior sister was laughing about the lovely future of the little one.

Even though the name wasn’t yet decided, and whether it was a boy or a girl was still unknown, this didn’t hinder her, as the aunt’s imagination.

"If it’s a girl, she will definitely be as beautiful as you. By then, the young talents from all the different sects will have to queue up to visit our sect, and we should charge them an admission fee!" The senior sister declared that our sect isn’t a place one can just waltz into, especially those who plan to sneak in—like someone with a certain hand...

"If it’s a boy, I guess he’ll resemble Ghost Hand... uh," the senior sister paused, truly unable to find anything flattering to say about Ghost Hand and could only add, "As long as he’s not as much of a smart mouth, he will also be a handsome little guy. Remember, when the time comes, we can’t let Ghost Hand take care of the child. It’s because he was wild as a kid that he turned out this way."

"We must teach the little one well; he can’t develop a bad temper just because his parents are Earth Level Extraordinary."

Listeing to the senior sister’s endless chatter, the mute’s face flushed with a continuous nod, tenderly touching her belly, also full of anticipation.

Outside the room, Li Changhe, Ghost Hand, and Qiu Wentian were on the night watch.

Although the disciples of the sect had arranged people to stand guard at night, just to be safe, several Earth Level Extraordinary still had to be stationed. To prevent the Three Corpses God from stealing from their home.

While Sword in Wine lay unconscious, the mute woman was injured.

Naturally, this task fell upon the shoulders of Li Changhe and the others.

Now, it was the turn of the three men to watch the night. The association brought plenty of food for a prolonged battle against the Three Corpses God.

Bored, Li Changhe also showcased his exceptional cooking skills, earning high praise from the sect’s disciples.

And Ghost Hand, this fellow, clearly had a bit of a chatterbox and gossipy nature.

From gossip about junior brothers and sisters’ love-hate relationships within the small sects to the ridiculous events where supernaturals abroad got into faction fights over a trivial matter, he had stories about everything.

Qiu Wentian, currently holding a bowl bigger than her head, was ’slurping’ down noodles. Upon hearing Ghost Hand talk about a melodramatic love triangle that spanned two generations in a sect, she couldn’t help but express doubt, "How can you be so detailed about such an obscure little sect? You’re not making this up, are you?... Li, give me another bowl of noodles."

"No, no, no, this is absolutely true; I heard it firsthand," Ghost Hand said as he handed over a large bowl to Li Changhe, and explained to Qiu Wentian, "One of their disciples improved Tongbei Quan. It’s very practical. Li Ba, another bowl for me too. Your cooking skills are great; don’t you have any interest in opening a shop together? I happen to have a pot."

"Opening a shop with just a pot? Dream on!" Li Changhe took their bowls and retorted, "And then, you sneaked into their sect, not only did you steal their techniques, you also picked up this kind of gossip? People like you are especially likely to be silenced! In the movies, these characters die first."

"Heh heh, why do you think I learned the Earth Walking technique?" boasted Ghost Hand, "If I decide to run, there’s basically no one who can catch me. Not even the Three Corpses God, I reckon."

Hearing this, both Li Changhe and Qiu Wentian were taken aback.

In the historical line of Li Changhe, the bodies of Ghost Hand, Sword in Wine, Jiang Shenchui, and the now-absent leader of the Golden Bone Sect, Yanyun.

Their corpses were discovered underground.

Based on the wounds on their bodies, Ghost Hand had faced the onslaught of three others.

In the end, Sword in Wine, unparalleled in swordsmanship, died by his own hand, falling on his sword.

And Jiang Shenchui, who could catch magical treasures single-handedly, had his neck snapped by another.

As for the leader of the Golden Bone Sect, known for his cross-training, his only vulnerable point was breached.

They met a tragic end in which they all perished together.

It must have been the Earth Walking technique Ghost Hand mentioned.

"It seems that this senior Ghost Hand couldn’t escape back then after all. Instead, he chose to perish together with his enemies," Came a message in [Friends] from Qiu Wentian, "Was it for the sake of senior mute woman?"

"Sometimes, people cannot run, and they don’t want to run anymore. Otherwise, they lose something more important than life itself," replied Li Changhe, "And this time, they will not face such a tragedy again. I’m not fond of tragedies. The two of them living in love is much better."

"Truly the Crownless King, always so authoritative in your words. Actually, I feel the same way," joked Qiu Wentian, "I’ve always wanted to ask, your partner is a Demon Armor Holder, right? Which one of you is stronger? Have you ever sparred?"

"Uh... we haven’t. But, it really depends on where we are," Li Changhe indeed had never competed with Xiao Nan.

But at least he knew that in some areas, he could make the girl cry.

Qiu Wentian didn’t understand for a moment, "????"

And Ghost Hand, seeing that both of them had suddenly stopped talking, asked with a puzzled look.

"What’s wrong with you two?"

"Nothing much," Qiu Wentian said. "Just thinking about you and Mute Senior’s situation. It’s really nice, congratulations to you both."

The disciples from not far away heard this and all showed an expression of ’I do not approve of this marriage.’

"This..." And Ghost Hand was stunned.

Then, following some strange train of thought, he asked excitedly, "You actually guessed it? Or did Mute tell you?"

As he spoke, he fished out two wedding invitations from his leather coat pocket and handed them to Qiu Wentian, saying, "Mute and I discussed it, and originally wanted to take out Three Corpses God before telling you all. Come on, come on, everyone gets one."

Saying this, he also handed them to the disciples from the sect.

Completely ignoring their mournful gazes.

This ’surprise’ left them devastated.

Neither Li Changhe nor Qiu Wentian expected Ghost Hand to pull this stunt, and could only accept the wedding invitation with awkward expressions.

The names on the invitation even had their names written on it, ’Qiu Wentian’ ’Li Ba’

The ink was still fresh, probably written when Li Changhe snuck into the convoy.

It was thoughtful of him, after all, whether they would attend was one thing, but being invited was another matter entirely.

But after they, as [Players], overthrew the Three Corpses God, they would have to leave this world. They wouldn’t have the chance to attend their wedding.

"Er... This is the first time I’ve received a wedding invitation, so... how about leaving some gift money?" Qiu Wentian suggested. "After all, your Old Man Yun and Sister Yun are taken care of by the association. We won’t be needing this money anyway."

"That’s true," Li Changhe agreed. With the association looking after them, Old Man Yun and the others would be safe.

From his pocket, he took out all the money he had left.

He wrapped it in red cloth and handed it to Ghost Hand, "Congratulations, congratulations, here, gift money."

...

As dawn approached, Li Kun finally returned to the old temple.

His Taoist robe was tattered, and his arms bore fierce wounds.

The injuries were severe, but fortunately, he had obtained a lot of useful information this time.

The chances of defeating the Three Corpses God were even greater now.

With this, he would certainly be able to reverse his grim fate, making Li Kun feel as if the world had become a place of beauty.

However, in the old temple.

Seeing a group of disciples with frowns and worry on their faces, and the jubilant Ghost Hand.

His expression turned stiff.

Tsk, things had gone awry.