novelzi Chapter 82 80, The end?
Chapter 82 80, The end?
Hearing Lin Qingque's words, Xu Yuan couldn't help but sigh.
He had accounted for everything, yet he had not foreseen this outcome.
However, it didn't matter.
At least he knew now that the Heart Realm was indeed Tian Liuli's weakness, and that was enough.
"It's okay, Junior Sister, I don't blame you."
"True, you can't blame me, the main reason is that woman's screams in the Illusory Realm were just too fiery."
Lin Qingque said through gritted teeth, her eyes dodging slightly.
"..."
Xu Yuan fell into a slight silence.
If Lin Qingque felt that way, then Tian Liuli... perhaps she indeed wasn't as simple as she seemed on the surface.
"No matter what, I still won in the end. Mr. Xu, you... have no moves left, right?"
Tian Liuli looked at them coldly.
"Damn it."
Lin Qingque clenched her teeth, indignantly said, "If, if it weren't for you being so fiery, I would surely have succeeded already."
In response to her words, Tian Liuli coldly chuckled without a hint of expression, "Only the weak need to find so many excuses."
"Enough, I'm tired too. It's time for this play to end..."
Just as she was slowly raising her hand, ready to put an end to it all, Xu Yuan suddenly began to laugh.
"Do you really think... this is the end?"
"What do you mean?"
Tian Liuli's brows furrowed tightly.
She sensed that the three of them had very little Spiritual Power left inside their bodies; they shouldn't possibly have any new moves.
"Miss Liuli, could it be you've forgotten... where we are."
Xu Yuan said with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.
At the same time, the Heart's Illusionary Realm was also being gradually lifted under his control.
"What do you mean?"
Tian Liuli's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.
"Acting on impulse."
The purple-clad white-haired girl, being a Primordial Spirit Sword Spirit, was incredibly proud; yet, she never expected to meet someone even more conceited than she was.
She was about to teach the girl a lesson.
But at that moment, an extremely faint and light qi locked onto her from the shadows.
"Half-Step Primordial Spirit?!"
The purple-clad white-haired girl clenched her fists, never having imagined that Qiushui Shengong took her so seriously as to assign a great cultivator who was just half a step away from advancing into the Primordial Spirit realm to follow her every step.
"Martial Uncle, there has indeed been a misunderstanding between us and Miss Liuli,"
Seeing her expression, Xu Yuan seemed to understand something, and he bowed slightly toward the purple-clad white-haired girl as he spoke.
"Since it's a misunderstanding, let's leave it at that,"
After a moment of silence, the purple-clad white-haired girl said, "The contest is over, you may leave now, right?"
"What a coincidence, after our contest, I feel a kindred spirit with the two esteemed disciples of the Sword Sect and wish to visit the Sword Sect residence. May I ask if you mind, senior?"
Tian Liuli, as if oblivious to when to back down, stared intently at Xu Yuan.
"You?!"
The purple-clad white-haired girl sighed; the current situation was against her, and she couldn't well object.
She then looked towards Lin Qingque, her brows knit tightly as she said, "You're from the Heavenly Dao Sect, right?"
If she remembered correctly, the Heavenly Dao Sect had been isolated by the other six sects because of a certain issue not too long ago, only Qiushui Shengong remained their staunch ally. But in the blink of an eye, for the sake of a Sword Sect disciple, the two sects had come into conflict again?
Something was off, definitely off.
"Indeed."
Lin Qingque, who had just been beating the ground and weeping, was now obediently clinging to Xu Yuan's arm, saying demurely, "Sister, Fang Yuan and I are good friends, I also want to enter the Sword Sect residence, may I?"
"..."
The purple-clad white-haired girl pressed her forehead as if pained and, after giving Xu Yuan a deep look, said, "Well then, you may all come in."
With that, she waved her hand to dismiss the sphere of light frozen by Liuli Heaven and turned to enter the shop.
Hearing this, the crowd followed inside. It was only after lifting the curtain behind the counter that, accompanied by a spatial shift, Xu Yuan finally saw the Sword Sect's station.
At first glance, Sword Sect's whereabouts didn't seem as luxurious as imagined, being just a small courtyard, but the complexity of the formations set up inside was something Xu Yuan rarely encountered. By his estimations, just maintaining these formations would likely cost tens of thousands of spirit stones a year.
The silvery moon shone quietly, its light spread across the scene.
After leading them inside, the purple-clad white-haired girl seemed to lose interest in conversing with them and disappeared, leaving the space to them.
At that moment, the three of them took their seats around Xu Yuan, each staring at him intently without looking away.