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The phoenix transformed into the spearhead, and countless birds became the spear shaft!

"Boom~"

At that moment, the entire city of Tianhe seemed to see huge fireworks light up the sky, and perhaps tomorrow Tianhe City would also hear the smell of a gas explosion.

But Su Mo no longer cared.

Ever since the appearance of the Immortal Island, the entire Great Xia Dynasty, or rather the entire Blue Star, has been unable to suppress this information.

Su Mo looked at the location of Nerochaos, which was being engulfed by endless flames. Behind the endless flames, a young man holding a long spear and wearing bright silver armor could be vaguely seen standing proudly.

Heroic spirit!

From the moment I came into contact with that Umu monster, I had my suspicions.

Moreover, the fact that there has been no movement on this street is obviously abnormal, so I have not made a move.

I just want to see what other tricks the authorities are up to.

"What is this?"

Rin Tohsaka trembled all over; the power of this attack was no less than Nero fully unleashing his Noble Phantasm!

In terms of sheer aggression, he is even a level above Nero!

Is this the Great Xia Dynasty?

That's a bit too outrageous.

"Silver armor and dragon spear reflect his courage and integrity; a hundred birds pay homage to the phoenix to suppress the villains of the world!"

Su Mo spoke slowly.

"Is this him?"

Rin Tohsaka's eyes widened suddenly.

In fact, Su Mo was also surprised, not by the official's backup plan, but by the strength of these heroic spirits!

That's probably all there is to the true form of a Heroic Spirit.

"Oops~"

Then, staring intently at the figure in the sea of ​​fire, he took a step and stumbled, letting out a cry of surprise. It seemed he had stepped into thin air.

Su Mo

So why are you worried about anything?

It's a miracle that a spearman doesn't die right after starting out; only this guy has that kind of luck. What's there to worry about?

"Hey~ Old Su, are you getting too old? You managed to take down a few petty thieves from the side stories and one of them got away."

An old, irritating voice came from the street corner, instantly making Su Mo's fist hard.

"If I weren't afraid you were too old and I'd beat you to death, I would definitely punch you!"

Su Mo looked at the person who had come.

I only heard that Zhang Zhiwei had come down the mountain in the afternoon, and now he has already arrived in Tianhe City.

This is actually quite normal.

If someone's strength reaches the Heavenly level, they can easily cross a city in an hour if they travel at top speed, let alone that old guy Zhang Zhiwei.

"I'm getting old, there are just too many monsters these days, why don't you go and deal with them yourself?"

Zhang Zhiwei acted as if he were just a retired old man.

"You're old and you're not going back to your Longhu Mountain to retire? You're coming down here and getting in my way."

"Isn't this a fairy island? The descent of the fairy island means that the ceremony is about to begin." Zhang Zhiwei looked at the illusory fairy island in the sky, his expression unusually solemn.

"What does it have to do with me?"

Su Mo shrugged, indicating that he truly didn't care about the matter of the Immortal Island at all.

There are too many messy things on this Blue Star. If it were Fantasy Island, I might go and see what it is.

Now, just go do whatever you need to do.

"No, this ceremony is actually—"

"Om~"

Before Zhang Zhiwei could finish speaking, wisps of dark green illusory lines began to fall from the Immortal Island, with two of them seemingly alive and drifting straight toward the crowd.

The lines were formless and intangible, and Su Mo dodged them, but the next moment the lines seemed to have a life of their own and suddenly clung to his arm.

An illusory island appeared on the back of my hand.

Su Mo frowned.

"Ink, I have some too!"

Arcueid, standing to the side, seemed to have discovered something interesting, and raised her little fist, shouting out in a triumphant manner.

"Now we're connected."

Zhang Zhiwei spread his hands, and Su Mo felt that this old guy was getting more and more annoying.

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Chapter 113 The Mysterious Immortal Island, Royal Power!

Early in the morning, Zhang Zhiwei sat at the dining table and skillfully made himself a cup of tea.

"Tsk~ This tea. The leaves on the outside are just roasted. The old Taoist priest drinks specially supplied Da Hong Pao from the mother tree in Longhu Mountain!"

He smacked his lips for a sip of tea, his face full of disdain, completely lacking the dignified and otherworldly demeanor he usually displayed when facing others.

In the entire world of supernatural beings, Zhang Zhiwei is probably only in the mood to joke when he's with Su Mo.

After all, he was in a very high position. Even though Lu Jin and he had a good relationship, the difference in their strength was too great, and there was still some distance between them when they chatted. In the old man's words, although he didn't have to be reserved in everything he did, he couldn't be too presumptuous either.

Because no one in the world of supernatural beings can afford it.

Su Mo still remembered that when he said these words at Longhu Mountain, the old man seemed very dejected, but the expression on his face was as proud as could be!

Su Mo understood, after all, he was Zhang Zhiwei.

Many people, even the Ten Elders, believe that whatever status and strength he has achieved is as it should be.

However, when facing Su Mo, she felt a long-lost urge to show off.

"Alright, with the economy in such a bad state, I'm already being kind by not picking some leaves to stir-fry myself. If you want tea, go back to your Celestial Master's Mansion." Su Mo retorted while examining the mark on his hand.

His desire to find those Maoshan disciples grew stronger.

Look~

Zhang Zhiwei just took on a few more disciples, but now he's living the life of a god.

He spends all day lying around on Longhu Mountain doing nothing, and the tributes from his disciples and followers always arrive on time. Once he finds those descendants of Maoshan, he should be able to live a similar life.

"Wait, Longhu Mountain? And you're so old, who are you?"

Ma Xiaoling and Rin Tohsaka sat upright to the side like attentive elementary school students, staring in astonishment at the elderly woman in front of them who moved so softly.

"Hehe~ Both young ladies are quite lovely. I doubt anyone in the Celestial Master's Mansion is older than me~"

Zhang Zhiwei straightened his posture, and the smug expression on his face, which Su Mo found to be smug, had transformed back into the serious demeanor of a reclusive sage.

“Hiss~”*n.

The two gasps of shock successfully contributed to global warming.

"What? You're the Celestial Master?"

In an instant, Rin Tohsaka, who had been sitting idly to the side, looked as if she had met her idol, and her eyes began to sparkle.

"Alright, alright, he's just a half-buried old man."

"What old geezer? He's the strongest Celestial Master in the history of Zhang Zhiwei's Celestial Master's Mansion, his status is comparable to that of a magician in our magic world!"

Rin Tohsaka stood up, her long, beautiful legs pacing back and forth, seemingly too excited, like a fan meeting their idol.

Ma Xiaoling was also looking at Zhang Zhiwei in shock.

This seemingly ordinary old man is actually the old master of the supernatural world.

Most importantly, his "advisor" clearly treated Zhang Zhiwei as someone on a different level. Just what kind of amazing advisor had he taken in?

"Alright, alright, let's leave it at that since Old Zhang has already told us. What are you all staying for?"

Su Mo looked at Rin Tohsaka, wondering what kind of nonsense was going on every day.

"Um... well, I... I've been found out by Da Xia, and I have nowhere to go. Wait until I find Brother Wanshi I chatted with online, then I'll leave, okay?"

"Cough cough~"

Su Mo, who was drinking tea, almost spat it out.

Upon closer inspection, this young girl named Rin Tohsaka does indeed look somewhat familiar.

Su Mo picked up the teacup to cover his mouth, his gaze somewhat evasive.

Previously, because of the strict discipline from Sister Qilin, I dared not use domestic social media apps, so I applied for a foreign social media app instead.

I met an older woman on that app.

You have no idea how tempting a mature woman can be to a teenage boy, and how incredibly tempting she can be to someone with the mental age of thirty or forty!

Then we started chatting.

The mature woman's behavior was naive, and her sillyness was somewhat endearing.

Just when you're ready to meet her in person, you're suddenly told she's a twelve-year-old girl who just started middle school?

Deleted instantly!

Su Mo swore that he didn't waste a single second at the time.

The sentence is at least three years and could be as high as death!

How did they manage to find us after all this time?