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Chapter 89: High-profile Snitch (Subscribe!)
Zhang Yuanzhu walked past the old man and entered the passage.

He quickly walked out of the formation, exerted force with his feet, and headed towards the top of the mountain at a very fast speed.

The explosive and fierce aura was revealed without any concealment.

In an instant, most of the disciples clearly felt this familiar breath, their mouths slightly open, expressions revealing astonishment.

"Zhang Yuanzhu, he's back."

boom! boom!
It was like dropping hot oil into clear water. In an instant, the entire mountain began to boil.

One after another, figures took off into the air, trying to reach the top of the mountain.

"Go back!"

A cold shout, accompanied by an extremely fiery aura, enveloped Dayue.

All the disciples who came out of the observation period tactfully returned to their retreat places.

The old man with red hair stood in the sky, looking down at the figure running towards him.

There was shock in his eyes that were like two huge suns.

The most important thing about the third level of Qi training is the two unconcealed magic patterns on the opponent's body.

"One realm, one magic pattern. You dare to take this path, and even take a step forward."

'That's amazing.'

As a foundation-building cultivator, Huo Lao is of course well aware of the difficulty of each realm and each magic pattern. With each magic pattern, the pressure on the body increases exponentially.

Zhang Yuanzhu, who was running, suddenly felt an irresistible force appearing around him.

Drag him to the top of the mountain.

In less than a few breaths, he had stopped in front of the palace complex.

The same location, but with fewer spectators.

Before I could think about it, a voice came from the sky.

"Zhang Yuanzhu, I asked you to feed the monsters and hone your character, so why did you come back to the main lineage so brazenly?"

If the person in front of him was not so talented and brilliant, Huo Lao would have killed him with his sword long ago.

"For the sake of the Zhuoyang lineage, I have no choice but to return."

Zhang Yuanzhu let his arms hang naturally, raised his head and looked up, his pupils were unusually bright.

The red-haired old man walked down from the sky step by step.

"What's the matter? Tell me!"

Zhang Yuanzhu did not respond immediately, but glanced around.

At this moment, Huo Lao frowned slightly. This is the safest place for the Zhuoyang lineage, how could there be any danger?

However, he still waved his hand lightly, and a layer of red shield fell down, protecting the two of them.

"Inside the Nine Fire Hood, no one is allowed to eavesdrop except me."

"Speak directly if you have anything to say."

At this moment, Zhang Yuanzhu no longer concealed his feelings and said directly:
"Elder, Xi Long, one of the zoo's masters, must be a spy from his sect."

As the words floated, a jade slip and a storage bag floated towards the old man.

This was something Qin Li specifically returned before leaving, and it fully displayed the aura of the Puppet Sect.

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly. So what if a leader is a spy?

After all, he comes from an ordinary background and has limited knowledge.

A skinny hand stretched out and casually grasped the jade slip and storage bag.

In an instant.
Boom!

A red sword light rose up and pierced through the Nine Fire Cover.

The sword light was extremely dazzling, extremely brilliant, and extremely domineering.

It is like a pillar of heaven, connecting the sky and the earth, awakening countless powerful beings.

"What happened to Huo Lao?"

"Why are you angry, Senior?"

Rays of light came from all directions, but were quickly forced back by the red sword pillars.

"Get out!"

"No one, regardless of their identity, is allowed to approach this place."

Amidst the scolding, streaks of light stopped in the distance, gazing at the beam of light.

Huo Lao held the jade slip and storage bag tightly in his hands, his eyes were extremely solemn as he spoke word by word:
"Puppet Sect!"

"Now, tell me everything that happened after you entered the menagerie. Don't hide anything."

"Yes, Elder." Zhang Yuanzhu did not hesitate and began to recount his experience in detail.

From trying to please Xi Long, to attacking the Demonic Armor Elephant and obtaining the Blood of Heartache; from killing Duan Zhi, to exterminating the Duan clan.

Except for Qin Li and Ye Jinxian, he told the story without reservation.

At this time, there was a hint of weirdness in Huo Lao's expression as he pointed at the jade slip and storage bag in his palm.

"That is to say, Xilong was trying to please you for no reason, and that's why you found it strange."

"And the better it is for you, the more dangerous you feel."

"Elder, the immortal way values privacy."

"Nothing good can happen without a reason."

Zhang Yuanzhu chuckled, stroked the hilt of the knife with his hand, his eyes full of frankness.

Huo Lao was speechless for a moment.

Finally, he put away the jade slip and storage bag, his expression becoming serious:
"You have made great contributions. What reward do you want?"

Zhang Yuanzhu was not polite either, and his five fingers tightly clasped the hilt of the knife.

"I've broken through to the third level of Qi training. I hope to go to the Wanfa Pavilion and select a few spells to practice as magic patterns."

He did not hide his purpose. He had already had an idea in his mind after practicing the spells at the third or fourth level of Qi training.

Just take advantage of this incident to gain benefits.

Old Huo shook his head.

"Since you have achieved two levels and two magic patterns, the magic vein will definitely grant you a spell. This is not a reward. Change it."

Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes flickered, and he did not refuse.

Think in your mind what you still lack.

After a moment, he spoke:
"The blood of the Demonic Armor Elephant's heart, preferably the blood of a person who has reached the eighth or ninth level of Qi training."

"Can!"

"From the fourth to the twelfth level of Qi training, I will prepare ten drops of my heart's blood for you at each level."

Hearing this, even Zhang Yuanzhu was a little surprised.

The Burning Sun Dharma Lineage seemed even more generous than he had imagined.

Huo Lao seemed not to notice the surprise in the boy's eyes and continued:
"From today onwards, you will temporarily live in the main vein. Don't return to the zoo. We will arrange accommodation for you."

"it is good."

Zhang Yuanzhu nodded. Before coming here, he had already prepared for the situation.

His hand slowly slid down from the hilt of the knife, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

"Elder, what exactly is the Puppet Sect that makes you so fearful?"

Huo Lao was silent, and did not explain immediately. He hesitated for a few breaths before whispering:

"Among the seven great Dao veins of Immortal Weapon Valley, the Paper Man lineage was developed by our ancestors after they seized a very small portion of the inheritance from the Puppet Sect."

"It's extremely rare to seize inheritance! Extremely rare!!"

Huo Lao repeated it again, as if to emphasize something.

Zhang Yuanzhu looked solemn and understood what Old Huo wanted to express.

If only a tiny part of it can develop into one of the seven major sects, then how terrifying would the Puppet Sect be if it possessed the entire inheritance?

Call ~
He exhaled slowly.

"Elder, can you please allow me to be present at the killing of Xi Long? I also want to take a look at the clan's background."

Old Huo waved his sleeves, and the sword pillars that stretched from sky to earth dissipated.

Two jade spoons turned into flowing light and floated in front of Zhang Yuanzhu.

"Go pick your spells."

"Don't worry about what happens next."

"I know."

A trace of bitterness flashed across Zhang Yuanzhu's face, but he quickly returned to normal.

He has achieved his ultimate goal.

He reached out his hand and grabbed two jade spoons.

As for witnessing the children of those great clans, there will always be opportunities, so there is no need to rush.

Old Huo turned around and walked towards the palace.

The many figures in the sky did not hesitate and quickly followed, entering the place where the mountain master was in seclusion.

(End of this chapter)