Interpretation

Heaven knew that when Gu Wufang saw Meixi Sword point straight at Wen Xu, the Dao Heart that had not wavered a hair even while slaying demons nearly tilted an inch. Damn it, if that sword came down, the entire Cultivation Realm would tremble three times over!

"Amitabha. Benefactor, spare his life."

Only by joining forces did Gu Wufang and Master Yicheng barely manage to stop Sword Venerable Mei Xi's strike. Of course, the strike had not been particularly powerful. Even with Wen Xu's questionable aura, Sword Venerable Mei Xi had no intention of killing someone in the Qi Refining Stage outright.

Seeing this, Gu Wufang's heart finally began to settle... Settle, his foot! He practically shrieked, "Little Martial Uncle, what is that in your hand?!"

Chapter 107: Interpretation

Wen Xu had been rescued and was standing on solid ground again. At the question, he raised his hand. "You mean this? I don't know either."

As he spoke, he even gave it a shake. Black-and-red energy leaked out uncontrollably, nearly prompting Sword Venerable Mei Xi to draw his sword again. Could this newly accepted junior granduncle of Yonglu Mountain have been lured astray by heretics?

"Stop, stop! You master and disciple will be the death of me!" Gu Wufang was so frantic that his private thoughts came spilling out. Heaven knew how fast his heart was pounding. "Little Martial Uncle, how do you feel right now?"

Wen Xu shook his head. "I'm fine. This thing..."

"This thing jumped out of the Spirit-Seed Storage Pouch Zhou Ji's father gave us! It flew straight at... Junior Granduncle's forehead. It can't be anything good!" Bian Chunchou immediately added.

"Zhou Ji's father? Zhou Zhongling?" Gu Wufang felt worse by the moment. "And you dared accept something from a man of such unknown origins!"

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