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Chapter 809: Chapter 259: Su Wenxi’s Name Erased from the Book of Life and Death, Welcome Back Sword Saint Yellow Sword Wine [Seeking Monthly Ticket]_3

“Our Su Family… has it come to the point where any Tom, Dick, or Harry dares to trample over us?”

“The Underworld’s Cat Face?”

“Golden Light Prefecture… Li Qingshan!”

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[Prison Lotus Mouth Ha Soul-shocking Divine General Strange Temple]

Outside the Mysterious Temple.

All was calm.

Su Family Old Master Su Leibao leaned on a dragon-headed cane, his face full of deep crevices like the bark of an old tree, his withered skin trembling slightly.

He sat in a Taishi Chair, his palms stacked upon the dragon head of his cane, motionless, but the veins on his palms throbbed and bounced like roaring and howling Jiao Dragons.

“Fang Hanshu, isn’t it enough?”

A deep voice came from Su Leibao’s mouth and nostrils, gritting his teeth, not bothering to hide it.

Great Elder Fang Hanshu of Qian Yuan Divine Sect…

He can’t beat him, not at all!

Su Leibao had never expected that an existence like Fang Hanshu would come out to stop him over a bottle of Yellow Sword Wine.

After all, Fang Hanshu was the Great Elder of Qian Yuan Divine Sect…

And Yellow Sword Wine was a True Disciple of Qian Yuan Divine Sect!

This meant that whatever Yellow Sword Wine did to the Su Family tonight, it certainly couldn’t be brushed off so easily!

“Qian Yuan Divine Sect… owes the Su Family an explanation!”

Su Leibao smashed his dragon-headed cane fiercely onto the ground, cracking the surface instantly with a spider-web-like expansion of fissures.

Fang Hanshu, standing on the rooftop, slowly closed his book.

Moonlight spilled over him.

A trace of sorrow appeared in his eyes as he looked in the direction of the Drunken Duck Restaurant, as if he saw the swordsman who slept there.

He sighed softly.

“Isn’t it clear to your hearts what your Su Family has done?”

“You dare to ask for an explanation from my Qian Yuan Divine Sect?”

Great Elder Fang Hanshu, his splendid beard flying in the moonlight, his figure beginning to blur.

Su Leibao said coldly, “What has my Su Family done?”

“Every woman has been wedded into the Su Family through proper marriage, with a dowry paid and consent given by the woman’s family, a matter of mutual affection… what crime has my Su Family committed?!”

“We’ll remember today’s matter!”

“Lingnan Taoist City is not at the sole discretion of your Qian Yuan Divine Sect, my Su Family will not endure your bullying. My Su Family has two daughters in the Divine Capital; one is the favored noble concubine, and the other is the Third Prince’s imperial concubine!”

“Fang Hanshu…”

“We shall see!”

Su Leibao spoke with a heavy tone.

“Noble Consort, Imperial Concubine…” Fang Hanshu shook his head slightly.

“The Su Family men siphoning the talents of women, raising talented girls only to send them off to cling to the powerful, truly unworthy of being the leading noble family that has stood in Dao City for three thousand years…”

“Lingnan’s number one noble family, truly well-deserved reputation.”

Fang Hanshu stepped back with his hands behind him.

“If you have grievances or dissatisfactions…”

“Please consult with Lv Taibai.”

“He is the true Sect Master of the Qian Yuan Divine Sect, he should bear the burden.”

Having said this, Fang Hanshu had already taken advantage of the void to ride the wind, vanishing into the night.

Veins throbbed incessantly on Su Leibao’s face, neck, and hands.

Such an outrage!

Fang Hanshu…

Such an outrage indeed!

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The bright moon reveals a clear glow, distant storied buildings gaze at each other.

The Drunken Duck Restaurant.

All is tranquil.

The faint moonlight, gentle as gauze, drapes a shimmering radiance over the entire building, bright and dazzling.

Yellow Sword Wine closed his eyes, his skin still displaying the color of black jade, adorned with patterns.

This body, that of a Demigod Corpse, is incredibly powerful; even the Corpse God Cult must expend vast resources to cultivate one.

If it wasn’t for the fact that infiltrating the Qian Yuan Divine Sect was exceedingly difficult, they’d have pounced on the opportunity once they sensed Yellow Sword Wine’s needs.

Yellow Sword Wine was worried that his physical body could not withstand the strike of a Sword Immortal.

When foul smells meet, they click; hence, they struck a deal.

Yellow Sword Wine obtained a Corpse God Seal, and with the Corpse God’s power, as well as the massive resources provided by the Corpse God Cult, his flesh was wholly transformed into that of a Demigod Corpse.

In ordinary days, by using the precious Corpse God Pearl to hide his aura, Yellow Sword Wine managed to go undetected.

Moonlight gently fell.

The boss lady, inebriated as she was, still had some martial arts prowess. Though overpowered by alcohol, after slowly overpowering its effects, she sobered up.

She moved slightly, and her body stiffened.

Feeling the cold palm resting on her headscarf, in an instant, she understood what had happened.

“Wuu—”

She covered her mouth, large tears rolling continuously from the corners of her wrinkled eyes, falling with a pitter-patter.

She didn’t dare to look up.

But eventually, she had to. Her entire body trembled, her complexion so pale it lost all color.

She slowly lifted her head, the hand that had been resting on her head seeming to lose all its strength, it slid down powerlessly.

The boss lady stared blankly at Yellow Sword Wine, who was being illuminated by the moonlight, his eyes closed, his skin displaying patterns like black jade.

Even though Yellow Sword Wine at that moment looked like a devil, no longer resembling a human…

She still recognized him.

“Sword Wine…”

The boss lady’s voice trembled.

Her eyes were somewhat vacant, as if suffocating, numerous images flashed before her eyes in a blur.

That year, a sword-bearing youth rescued her from a village ravaged by the Strange Temple, where everyone else perished, leaving only her behind.

Back then, she was alone and forlorn, belonging to no one; since that moment, her entire world was only Yellow Sword Wine.

Sword Wine taught her swordsmanship, but she unfortunately lacked any talent for the Sword Dao.

Sword Wine taught her martial arts, she barely got through Skin Refinement…

In terms of Divinity, she didn’t have an ounce of the Spirit Child’s talent.

She was just an ordinary person, a mortal from an ordinary village, totally out of place in a world of cultivation.