Star Trace Gate

Chapter 653: The Sect Backs Up the Scam

Wanxiang Gate, the main hall.

Under the suppression of Heaven, the five black-robed keepers exuded a kind aura and looked at Supervisor Liu with indifferent eyes.

Minister Wen also enjoyed the pleasure brought by this "sect background", and this was one of the motivations for him to work hard and climb up the ladder in the Ministry of Rites.

You could hear a pin drop in the hall, and there were many powerful auras approaching, but none of this mattered anymore.

Minister Wen looked at Supervisor Liu calmly and said softly, "Now that we have come to this, we will not bother you any more. I see that opposite Wanxiang Gate, there is an inn called Shuiyunjian, which has beautiful scenery and elegant decoration. We will stay there until my five disciples leave. If Supervisor Liu is in a good mood, he can come over to drink tea and chat."

As soon as he said this, the five people behind him restrained their breath at the same time.

"...Minister Wen, you are indeed here for my disciples, not for the secret realm of Gutan Sect?" Supervisor Liu forced himself to endure the fact that the other party was flexing his muscles in front of him, and changed the subject in a rather stiff tone.

"Haha, I said, if the people who keep watch want to fight, they should fight openly." Minister Wen smiled faintly: "We Chinese gatekeepers are planning to come here, not for a few opportunities, but to look at the entire migration area and go with those who have the world in mind."

“So, word of mouth is very important.”

Supervisor Liu represented the Wanxiang Sect, so he had to force himself to save face, saying, "No thanks."

"You're welcome."

Minister Wen nodded slightly, turned around, and left with the five men in black robes through the main road in the center of the main hall.

As soon as they left, figures appeared in the inner hall of the main palace.

"Junior Brother Liu, who was the one who came to visit just now, and why did the Eye of Heaven appear?"

"Are those men in black robes here to demonstrate?"

"Is there someone trying to snatch the Gutan Sect secret realm from us?"

"...!"

The Taoists who were of seniority and had a say all started asking questions at once.

Supervisor Liu had just been hit by a club from Master Chu two days ago. Today, his injury hasn't healed yet, and he was hit in the face again. He was already extremely depressed.

He frowned, raised his hand to signal everyone to shut up, and asked quickly, "Has the communicator in the secret realm left?"

"Not yet. He just had his meal in the dining room and is waiting to get some pills to get started." A Taoist priest replied first.

"Notify him immediately and enter the secret realm immediately...!"

After Supervisor Liu explained the situation in a hurried tone, he urged, "Order him to fly forward and return to find the Chief as quickly as possible."

"Yes!"

The Taoist priest responded and turned to escape.

"No, order the messenger to use the teleportation talisman to rush to the secret realm, and specifically tell him that the first thing to do upon entering is to find Zhang Linghuo. That kid is arrogant and impulsive, so order him not to attack those five people." Supervisor Liu thought for a moment and added, "Tell him that if this incident ruins the layout of the Gutan Sect's secret realm, I will definitely put him in solitary confinement for twenty years."

"Yes!"

The Taoist priest hurriedly braked, bowed and replied, then disappeared in an instant.

Half a minute later, the communicators who came out today used teleportation symbols continuously to rush to the entrance of the secret realm.

Outside the Wanxiang Gate, a charming old lady turned her head and said to Minister Wen, "The little emperor is so powerful now. His passive skill has reached the fifth level?!"

"Oh, what can we do? He won the founding battle of Qingliang Prefecture and now owns a county. He has also developed real estate projects and is about to enter the fourth rank. How can such a junior be forced to drink water? Although Minister Lin and Dean say they don't care about him, they pay more attention to him secretly than anyone else." Minister Wen said with his hands behind his back, "Fine wine and beautiful women dancing under the moon, he is in high spirits. This kid is already too stubborn..."

“It’s hard as hell!” The old lady rolled her eyes. “It’s true that Prime Minister Lin issued an order, but you were able to come faster than a rabbit because that guy gave you a 30% discount coupon for the VIP mansion. Do you think I don’t know?!”

"You, you, you... stop talking nonsense!" Minister Wen immediately jumped up and pointed at the other party, shouting, "I'm the Minister of Rites, and you're implying that I took bribes?!"

……

Bunker, inside the stone chamber.

Zhang Linghuo looked at Ren Ye in astonishment, and said in disbelief: "You actually have a powerful ghost in your body?! You are really not simple, you can actually use such a sinister spell."

"Soul-calming talisman—condense!"

He raised his arm and whisk, summoned out another talisman, and stuck it directly on Ren Ye's forehead.

"Shh!"

As the talisman fell, it immediately emitted a dazzling green light, and the red runes also began to shine.

The divine child only felt that his Yin body was being swept away by a fierce green energy, which made his soul and body dim, as if his body was about to collapse under the mountains, and he felt a pain of being broken into pieces.

He could have dodged it, but because he wanted to protect Ren from the ghost talisman, he had to take the talisman.

"what!"

The divine child could not help but scream, his little face turned pale as he stared at Zhang Linghuo with a vicious look.

"God...God baby, go!" Ren Ye ordered.

"Boss, I won't leave... I... I can hold on." The divine child stubbornly clung to him, responding with a trembling voice.

Ren Ye was very pleased and distressed when he heard this response. He hesitated for a moment and prepared to mobilize the power of luck to fight against the talisman.

Originally, he just wanted to delay time and wait for changes outside, but now there is no movement at all, and he thinks that Minister Wen may have encountered some changes.

"Shh!"

When Ren Ye concentrated, he prepared to send a message to his beloved concubine and others.

"Little thing, no matter how solid your soul and body are, you are nothing more than an evil ghost. Let me show you how I can refine you!"

Zhang Linghuo shouted loudly and raised his arm to attach another soul-calming talisman.

"boom!"

At this moment, several powerful auras came rushing in from the corridor. Before anyone arrived, a shout came first: "Zhang Linghuo, hold back, don't hurt anyone!"

"Um?!"

Zhang Linghuo was stunned for a moment, then suddenly turned his head to look towards the corridor.

“Swish, swish…!”

Several figures emerged, the leader of which was a tall man wearing a Three Cranes Taoist robe. He looked to be in his forties, and his every move showed dignity and steadiness.

His name is Wang Changfeng. He is the chief disciple of the second generation of Wanxiang Sect and the person in charge of Gutan City. His status is higher than that of Liu Jianyuan.

"Zhang Linghuo, hold back your strength!"

Wang Changfeng gave the order in a cold voice.

"brush!"

Zhang Linghuo, who always had an arrogant personality, instinctively took the talisman from Ren Ye after hearing what Wang Changfeng said, and looked at the chief uncle with an expression of incomprehension.

At the same time, the six super Taoist priests also removed the immobilization spells, bowed slightly and said, "Greetings, Chief."

"Gudong!"

As soon as the spell was lifted, Ren Ye suddenly felt as if his soul had returned to his body. But the moment his body broke free from the shackles, his limbs went limp and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Zhang Linghuo looked at Wang Changfeng and bowed as well, saying, "Master, these people came here with the lost pass from our sect. Their identities are very suspicious. Moreover, this person refused to cooperate and looked down on our Wanxiang Sect..."

"Are you the one who keeps watch?!"

Wang Changfeng looked at Ren Ye calmly and asked without paying any attention to Zhang Linghuo.

"brush!"

When Ren Ye heard this, he slowly raised his head and thought to himself, "Mr. Wen is reliable. This person must have already found someone outside the door."

"Shh!"

Without saying a word, he directly showed the inscriptionless stele and revealed his identity to Wang Changfeng from a distance.

"The elders in your sect have already told you that there may be some misunderstandings in this matter..." Wang Changfeng was about to order someone to take Ren Ye and others away first.

Ren Ye suddenly stood up and yelled, "God baby!"

"what!!!!!"

Suddenly, a terrifying sound of ghost howling instantly reached Zhang Linghuo's ears.

The ghost boy fought back fiercely, and the sound of his ghostly howls was breathtaking.

Zhang Linghuo's body froze in an instant, and his brain hurt so much that it felt like it was about to split apart.

Immediately afterwards, Ren also raised his right arm in full view of everyone and swung it down suddenly.

"Snapped!"

A loud slap suddenly sounded under the gaze of nearly a hundred Taoists.

Zhang Linghuo, whose three souls and seven spirits were almost roared out, was beaten like a standing chopstick. His body fell straight to the left and hit the ground with a thud.

When Wang Changfeng saw this scene, he frowned but said nothing.

"Shh!"

At Ren Ye's instruction, the ghost boy stopped howling and disappeared between the boss's eyebrows.

"Cough...poof!"

Zhang Linghuo fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood in a daze, and instinctively touched his swollen cheek.

Ren Ye stepped forward and asked expressionlessly, "My background is not bad compared to your sect's background, right?!"

Zhang Linghuo came back to his senses, raised his head with red eyes, clenched his teeth tightly, and did not refute a word.

Although he was arrogant, he was not a fool. Wang Changfeng's silence was enough to explain something.

"Come, kill me?!"

Ren also hooked his palm at him and gave him a "reminder" in a cold voice.

As the two looked at each other, Zhang Linghuo clenched his fists and remained motionless.

Ren Ye's cold and indifferent gaze slowly moved away from him, and then he took a step to the left, seemingly wanting to talk to Wang Changfeng, but his body suddenly shook, and he sat down on the ground with a thud.

Blood was seeping from his seven orifices, his face was purple and blue, and he was shaking all over as he said, "...The ghost talisman has invaded my soul... I... I'm afraid I will never see Master again."

When everyone heard this, they were stunned, and even Wang Changfeng showed a look of astonishment.

"King Huai!"

Seeing that he was "dying", A Pu immediately stepped forward, held him tightly, and asked urgently, "Are you okay?"

The beloved concubine and the other three smart ones did not move, but just watched quietly.

Ren Ye lay in A Pu's arms and said in a voice transmission: "Don't worry about me, the ghost talisman was swallowed by the divine child, I'm fine. But, you can't bear the grievance in vain, and you have to pay a price for being arrogant."

"I'm going to blackmail Wanxiangmen this time!!!"

Ah Pu stared at him blankly, with no pity in his eyes, only admiration: "...You are so damn dedicated!"

"Ah...Abo, if you are lucky enough to leave this sect...don't forget to tell my master...I can no longer serve him." King Huai was dying.

Wang Changfeng was shocked by what he saw, as if to say, the way you hit someone just now doesn't look like you're going to die.

He saw through Ren Ye's thoughts and said softly, "Lingming, take your men to settle these donors first, and then give them some pills that nourish the ghosts."

"Yes!"

A young Taoist priest responded with a fist.

Wang Changfeng walked up to Ren Ye and said softly, "My dear, there may be some misunderstandings about this matter. I will give you an explanation after I deal with the reckless disciple. Don't worry, we have many elixirs that can heal damaged ghosts. We will definitely not let you miss the chance to see our master."

Ren Ye closed his eyes slightly, his whole body trembling: "Uh... Taoist priest, you don't know... I have been weak since I was a child, and it cannot be cured by ordinary pills."