Study

Lü Mian and Deng Yuanlei stood at the doorway, each gripping an exquisite longsword. One wore a gloomy expression, while the other looked smug.

Han Fen failed to notice the danger and said happily, "Just as I thought, I'd run into you two. Huh? How did your waist get fatter?"

Deng Yuanlei's face flushed slightly. He had pilfered quite a few treasures along the way, and now he barked, "Han Fen, you're a disciple of Moonlight Hall. Stand aside. The Qingcheng Sect is going to fight the Dragon King to the death."

Only then did Han Fen react. "How strange. How did you all recover your power? Could it be that Indra Incense and the paralysis drug can't be used together? I'll have to tell Master of the Masses."

Old Man Mu let out a long sigh. "I haven't recovered. Old Deng, Little Lü, you... Could the Old Khan King have hidden a few antidotes in the tomb?"

Deng Yuanlei was a few years younger than Lü Mian. He couldn't help being startled by Old Man Mu's form of address, then bared his teeth in a sinister grin. "More than that. The Old Khan King left a room for Moonlight Hall. There's a statue of Master of the Masses inside. Hahaha..."

Before the laughter had ended, Han Fen pounced without warning. Deng and Lü instinctively dodged and simultaneously pointed their swords at her, but Han Fen had already dashed into the corridor, shouting, "Where's the Moonlight Hall room...?"

Deng Yuanlei muttered, "Crazy woman," then continued, "This is what they call the Vast Sky having eyes. We each went our own way. You're here looking at fake books, while Sect Leader Lü gets the real antidote. Dragon King, come out and die! The Qingcheng Sect is going to vanquish evil and