High Martial Arts: We Agreed to Cut Ties, So Why Are You Chickening Out?
Chapter 227

Robbery

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Actually, he is a direct descendant of his ancestor!

Wait a minute, wasn't our ancestor always single?

The fact that the Holy Leader of the Church of Justice has remained chaste to this day should not be attributed to his direct descendants.

Since they are not direct descendants, they should just be ordinary descendants.

How come he didn't know there was such a beautiful peer in his family?

Just as the fat man was thinking this, the girl suddenly looked at him, smiled, and winked at him.

Um?

This signature move sent a chill down the fat man's spine.

Suddenly!

The image of his ancestor winking at him flashed through his mind.

Equally playful.

Familiar with the recipe.

Wow!

The fat man was so shocked that his mouth gaped open instantly, and his jaw almost dropped.

Looking at the young and pretty girl, I contrasted her with the mature and elegant ancestor I remembered.

For a moment, the fat man was both surprised and puzzled.

How did our ancestors suddenly become young again?

wrong.

That's not a proper description. Our ancestor wasn't old at all. Although she was several hundred years old, her face looked about the same as a thirty-year-old woman.

It's the best time for flowers to bloom!

Unlike a young girl in bud, this is the tempting stage of a fruit just ripe and ready to be picked.

Every smile and frown is full of charm, and her captivating eyes are mesmerizing!

Seeing the fat man's surprised expression, the girl suppressed a laugh.

The next second, her gaze shifted and quietly landed on the white-robed man beside her, and she deliberately slowed her pace.

Although the person in white was wearing a mask, she could still feel their gaze following her.

Upon noticing this, the girl slightly tightened her delicate hands hidden in her sleeves.

Jiang Fan was also observing the girl passing by him. Actually, he wasn't really looking at the girl; his attention was different from others. Compared to the girl, he was more concerned about the Little Turtle perched on her head.

This Little Turtle...

That's so ugly!

It looks even uglier than the Rock-Armored Giant Snapping Turtle he almost contracted before.

I don't know how this girl ended up with such an ugly turtle. She's quite pretty herself, so how could she have such bad taste?

In Jiang Fan's view, since the Little Turtle willingly lay on the girl's head, he naturally assumed that the girl was also Beast Tamer.

Perhaps it was because Jiang Fan's gaze was so disdainful that it finally caught the Little Turtle's attention.

"Human, what kind of look is that? Look at me again and I'll gouge your eyes out!"

Jiang Fan was shocked.

This Little Turtle can talk!

Not only Jiang Fan, but everyone present was shocked.

It should be noted that only demonic beasts that have reached at least the Seven Star can speak human language.

This ugly monster can actually talk? Does that mean it's at least Seven Star monster?

If that's really the case, then what exactly is this girl's identity, and what kind of peerless genius is she that she could contract a Seven Star demon beast with only the strength of Fourth Rank cultivator?!

The men in white robes and black robes also stared intently at the Little Turtle, trying to figure out its origin.

At this moment, the Zhou Family head's voice rang out.

"Only Martial Artist below the Fourth Rank are allowed to enter the secret realm, and the same applies to demonic beasts; those above the Four Star are not permitted to enter."

The girl smiled sweetly, "My Little Turtle is only Three Star monster. You can verify it for yourself if you don't believe me."

Almost no one believes this; the Three Star monsters don't talk.

The Zhou Family head stepped forward personally and placed his large hand over the Little Turtle's head.

A moment later, a hint of surprise appeared on the wrinkled old face.

"Is it really Three Star monster?"

These words caused an uproar in the audience.

"Holy crap! Did I hear that right? Zhou Family actually said it's a Three Star demon beast, and it just spoke!"

"Could it be that I just imagined it?"

"No way? I heard it too. We can't all be hallucinating, can we?"

Faced with everyone's questions, the girl smiled and explained:

"My demonic beast is a mutated one, so it can speak human language Three Star."

So that's how it is.

Everyone understood.

It's not that they're easily angered; after all, while mutated monsters are rare on this Blue Star, they're not entirely nonexistent.

Like the rare Ice Flame Hedgehog, which is born as Four Star monster and possesses both ice and fire attributes.

There are many more examples like this.

After the Zhou Family head left, the girl asked softly, "Did they notice anything amiss?"

The Little Turtle was full of confidence, and its expression was even more disdainful.

"Just Ninth Rank? I'm Divine Beast. If he could detect me so easily, would I still deserve to be called Divine Beast?"

The girl raised an eyebrow slightly, but did not respond.

You were a bit impulsive just now.

"You can't blame me for that. That ignorant brat looked at me like I was a pile of shit. I didn't beat him up on the spot; that was the most restraint I could have shown."

The Little Turtle grew angrier the more it thought about it. It was so handsome, Yingjun, and charming that it could topple empires. So many female turtles would fight tooth and nail for it, and yet this tiny human dared to look at it like that.

Who did he take him for? His owner?

Thinking back to when its owner first saw it, the look of disdain and contempt in his eyes, and the way he absolutely refused to make a contract with it, it was simply too captivating.

As for you, you're practically asking for death.

The Little Turtle held a grudge. It had already planned in its mind that it wasn't convenient to act now, but once it entered the secret realm, if it encountered the turtle again, it would beat the turtle into a pulp!

Soon, after handing over the Qi and Blood Raw Stone, everyone lined up to enter the secret realm.

The entrance to the secret realm is a dry well, which looks ordinary on the surface, but contains a hidden world inside.

After entering the secret realm, the group of seven or eight Martial Artist did not rush to leave, but quietly waited for the next person to enter.

A dozen seconds later, two Martial Artist entered one after the other; they were clearly companions.

"Stop."

The seven or eight people, all wearing black masks, surrounded the two men menacingly.

What are you trying to do?

The two stood back to back, their faces showing wariness.

"We're from a bandit gang. What do you think we're going to do?"

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the two men changed drastically.

"Don't worry, we only rob, we don't kill. Hand over all the Qi and Blood Raw Stone you have, and we'll let you go; otherwise—"

The person who said this flicked the blade of the knife in their hand with their finger, the meaning of which was clear.

The two exchanged a glance, both seeing terror on each other's faces.

Judging from the aura deliberately emanating from these seven or eight people, they were all at the High-Stage Third Rank, while the two of them, one at the High-Stage Third Rank and the other at the Middle-Stage Third Rank, were no match for them.

Furthermore, they had no doubt that the other party would actually commit murder; after all, if someone were to commit murder here, who would know who killed them?

Their purpose in coming here was to obtain a Spirit Weapon Spirit Weapon, hoping that if they managed to get one, they would make a huge profit.

Given the current situation, what if we end up losing our lives before even getting the Spirit Weapon?

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