Saint Child: The Plum Tree Takes the Peach Tree's Place

The Er Family members wailed like ghosts and howled like wolves, making complete fools of themselves in the underground palace.

Fang Shu watched coldly, his brow tightly furrowed.

From time to time, he turned to look at Long Gu beside him. Seeing that she remained utterly still, countless words rose in his heart that he wanted to discuss with her.

For instance, even if the Er Family ancestor's words were true, Long Gu should not have let him reap the rewards without lifting a finger.

For instance, strike first and gain the upper hand; strike later and suffer disaster... and so on.

But after thinking it over, Fang Shu secretly mused, Master Long is no simple character. She shouldn't really have been bluffed by that old thing's few words. She may well have other arrangements.

So he held himself back, merely standing inconspicuously to one side without making any rash moves.

As Long Gu stood there, she occasionally glanced at Fang Shu beside her. Seeing him behaving so obediently, a trace of satisfaction appeared in her eyes.

Master and disciple thus waited at the side in this strange fashion, as though they were guarding the Er Family ancestor while he cultivated.

Within the Er Family, meanwhile, as time passed—

First, batch after batch of Er Family members at the Essence Refining stage died off. Then it was the turn of those low-level Qi Refining Er Family members.

Throughout the process, the Er Family ancestor would occasionally cast spells to refine the Blood Lotus Seeds together and reduce their number.

After this, the originally ferocious-looking Blood Lotus Seeds truly had much of their Killing Intent and resentment stripped away. After more than half an hour, they had even taken on a somewhat kind and benevolent appearance, looking adorably innocent.

But the