Chapter 94: The Gadget Still Has a Brain

No wonder the little girl showed such powerful strength as soon as she appeared out of nowhere.

Everyone then remembered to observe the two men's faces and quickly noticed the similarities.

There are indeed similarities in appearance, and the same eyes can already glimpse how Qin Baiqing will inherit the powerful and amazing talent of Ancestor Qingyun when she grows up. If they were holding such a descendant of the bloodline in their arms, they would be no less pleased than Ancestor Qingyun.

This way.

You have to be careful in how you treat her.

It’s nothing more than that although everyone present is an ancestor, their cultivation levels are actually very different.

There are very few people in the current world of cultivation who have reached the Nascent Soul stage or above. Those who have reached the Spirit Transformation stage can be called ancestors. They are giants that are unattainable to the world and a chasm that is out of reach.

Those present today, without exception, are only at the Divine Transformation stage, except for Qingyun Patriarch Qin Feiyu, who is standing at the front, and is truly at the Mahayana stage.

Now that they had made up their minds, they considered their attitude towards Qin Baiqing again and again. Even the Palace Master of the Futu Palace, who had originally come to seek trouble with great momentum, had to calm down.

He suppressed his anger and asked patiently, "My friend, is it true that the Blood Demon Sect is hunting down my disciples of the Futu Palace here?"

His son was still lying on the ground, and the disciples behind him were also in dispirited. Zhu Wushan felt that the shameless Blood Demon Ancestor must have used some despicable means!
"Yes, look." Qin Baiqing generously gave him a photo stone, indicating that she had many more.

The image stone projected a complete picture, clearly recording how the Blood Demon Ancestor killed people ruthlessly, how he spoke nonsense, and how embarrassed Zhu Xueji looked.

Finally, Zhu Wushan checked Zhu Xueji's injuries and realized that his spiritual consciousness was damaged, which made him even more furious.

"How dare he use his spiritual sense to attack my son!"

"My dear friend, thank you for helping to rescue my son. Don't worry, I am not an ungrateful person in Futu Palace. I will remember your kindness today and will reward you handsomely in the future!"

After saying this, he left like the wind, taking with him the Futu Palace disciple who was also in a daze and had his consciousness damaged.

The fight between Qin Baiqing and the Blood Demon Ancestor took place in just a short moment. With the abilities of these people, they had no way of telling who the spiritual attack on them belonged to.

As for Qin Baiqing, who was unable to control her strength when using spiritual power to attack for the first time, she tried to pass the blame on to him.

Feng Budu had been observing the expression of the Palace Master of Futu Palace. From the gleam in his eyes when he saw the Shadow Stone, he guessed that this shrewd man Zhu Wushan should have guessed who the spiritual attack came from.

But the current situation does not allow Zhu Wushan to tell the truth.

After Futu Palace lost its ancestor, its strength dropped significantly compared to Qingyun. If the truth about Zhu Xueji's injury is revealed, the death of Futu ancestor will be implicated.

If we look deeper, it was because the Buddha Patriarch tried to encircle and suppress Qin Baiqing that he was counterattacked and killed... Then the Buddha Palace pushed itself to the opposite side of Qingyun.

But now, the most important thing for the Futu Palace is to quickly find a big boss to protect itself, so as to seek protection and get through the dangerous period when there is no ancestor to guard it.

It’s better to play dumb than to point it out.

By tacitly putting the blame on the Blood Demon Ancestor, Futu Palace can also use the name of repaying a favor to establish a legitimate relationship with Qingyun.

It's natural to hug someone's thigh and forget all grudges with a smile.

"Sure..." Feng Budu stroked his chin and thought, "This little thing still has some brains."

This time, Qin Baiqing took the initiative to hand over the photo stone, and she and Zhu Wushan tacitly passed the blame, which made Feng Budu very satisfied.

He wanted to encourage her and was considering how to praise her so that Qin Baiqing would not be so proud and would keep working hard. However, when he lowered his head and met a pair of clear and blank eyes, he fell silent instantly.

"What's the matter?" Qin Baiqing smiled harmlessly. Feng Budu's silence was deafening.

What on earth was I thinking that I could have planned this? So, she was unconscious.

The mother filter shouldn’t be so blind.

Feng Budu woke up.

He now not only suspected that Qin Baiqing was unaware of all these twists and turns, he even suspected that she didn't even know that Zhu Xueji was shot by him.

"You..." He sighed, picked up Qin Baiqing and explained quietly:

"The master of Futu Palace is named Zhu Wushan. He looks rough, but he is actually very cunning. You just hurt his son by mistake, but he saw it but didn't expose you. He pushed the blame onto Blood Demon Ancestor because..."

After an explanation that made Qin Baiqing frown, she finally sorted out the situation with difficulty, and finally asked: "Does Futu Palace want to become a younger brother of Qingyun Sect?"

After receiving a positive answer, Qin Baiqing was satisfied. She let out a long "Oh~" and said with relief:
"They came just in time."

"In the future, I may want to borrow the Qingyun Sect's mountain to practice how to establish a sect. It just so happens that Futu Palace is given to Qingyun Sect as an apology. That's all right!"

She instantly felt confident, thinking that she had at least sent a younger brother to the Qingyun Sect, and now she had the capital to ask for the top of the sect.

"I'm going to find the big liar... Oh no, I'm going to find Patriarch Qingyun to discuss my Xinghai Sect!" She jumped out of Feng Budu's arms and found Qin Feiyu in a heroic and confident manner.

Qin Feiyu's place is particularly lively.

"It's true that the mysterious inheritance of the Immortal King Mountain Range now has a master, but this inheritance is of great importance. Does Qingyun really intend to monopolize it?"

The ancestors of each family were filled with resentment. They complained about the incompetence of their younger generations and were jealous of the Qingyun Sect for picking up such a great inheritance.

They insisted on having a piece of the pie and kept nagging Qin Feiyu openly and secretly.

Someone suggested with a smile.

"The inheritance has been passed down this time, and the young man from Qingyun Sect has indeed made an invaluable contribution... But the inheritance is beneficial to the entire cultivation world, so why not help us study together and contribute to the cultivation world, right?"

"No need," Qin Feiyu said, glancing at him calmly, "Qingyun is capable of doing his own research."

Everyone choked.

He said it very well.

“No matter what, have you, Qingyun, decided to keep it all to yourself?” A voice floated from the crowd, fanning the flames. “You, Qingyun, are always number one, and now you want to monopolize the inheritance? This is not fair!”

Qin Feiyu just sneered when he heard this, and looked around the whole place, "In the world of cultivation, when has there ever been any talk of fairness?"

There was a moment of silence at the scene. Zhengdao was speechless. They were too embarrassed to continue arguing endlessly with Qin Feiyu.

But the Demonic Dao ancestors soon became restless and stepped forward aggressively, eager to try: "Since there is no fairness... we just want to see, are these so many Incarnation Gods stronger, or is you, a Mahayana, better?"

"Bah, shameless!" A small figure suddenly appeared, pushed away several demonic ancestors who tried to attack, and said angrily: "Don't bully him, come to me if you have anything to say!"

She looked at everyone angrily, and the aura around her inevitably leaked out, instantly making several people recall...

This little girl killed two gods without any damage not long ago...

Can't be bothered.

They stepped back in fear and swallowed their saliva. For a moment, they couldn't even tell whether the Mahayana Qingyun Patriarch was more terrifying or this weird little girl was more troublesome.

(End of this chapter)

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