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Zhao Ling'er walked out of the time tunnel.

She looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar Fairy Spirit Island, smiled slightly, and flew south on her sword.

On this day, Zhao Ling'er repelled two strange men with a single sword strike.

One was unrestrained and unconventional, the other concealed his face.

Presumably, one of these two is Li Xiaoyao, the benefactor that Grandma has been talking about for ten years.

"You don't need to do anything."

With her back to them, Zhao Ling'er swept her Demon-Slaying Sword across the area, clearing a vacuum zone in a few strokes.

The Drunken Sword Immortal and Li Xiaoyao were completely dumbfounded.

Zhao Ling'er pulled up the young woman who was holding the little girl and flew away on her sword.

Finally, it landed on Fairy Spirit Island.

Looking at my six-year-old self and a younger version of my grandmother,

She gave a charming smile, but didn't say anything more.

After casually setting up a protective array, Zhao Ling'er left gracefully.

"Grandma, my sister is so pretty. Can I be like her when I grow up?"

Little Zhao Ling'er asked in her childish voice.

"Yes, you can, you definitely can." Grandma nodded with a smile.

The benefactor did not leave his name, presumably because he did not want them to remember him by name.

"She's a graceful fairy..."

At this moment, the last vestige of distraction in Zhao Ling'er's mind vanished completely, and she smiled gently.

That would be best; her heart belongs only to Ning Chen, and there is no room for anyone else.

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The Spirit Realm.

It was already dawn when the chat group was closed.

Ning Chen wasn't sleepy, so he got up to cultivate.

Spiritual energy continued to accumulate within his body.

If he wanted to, he could break through to the fourth level of Qi Refining at any time, or even the fifth or sixth level.

Ning Chen felt that such a breakthrough was meaningless; only by constantly deepening his foundation could he go further on the path of cultivation.

Blindly pursuing breakthroughs in one's realm is nothing but short-sightedness.

It's bright.

The streets of Jiuquan Town are starting to get lively again.

A group of people could be seen walking from afar along a desolate path at the east gate of the town.

There were about a dozen people, all dressed in the same brown clothes, giving them a somewhat exotic look.

He carried a yellow wooden box on his back, with a prominent cross on it.

The group walked straight toward the church.

Seeing this, Uncle Nine angrily opened the door and went out, blocking their way.

"What right do you have to reopen the church? Who gave you that authority?"

Uncle Nine looked coldly at the white-haired, white-bearded old man in front of him. "And who are you?"

“Uncle Jiu, Brother Wu and his group came from the Vatican, specifically to preside over the church here.”

A man in a white suit with slicked-back hair walked out. He was Ye Guang, the son of Mayor Ye, who had called himself David yesterday.

"Never heard of it, I've only heard of Jingyanggang."

Uncle Nine said indifferently.

Ye Guang's eyes darted around, and he chuckled as he spoke.

"The reopening of the church is the result of the village meeting, Uncle Jiu. These kinds of things definitely need to be decided by everyone, don't you think?"

He simply distributed some cheap, low-quality rice and flour, along with some foreign garbage, to each household, and the people let him do as he pleased.

Public opinion and popular support are his weapons against Uncle Nine.

To complete his drug trafficking plan, he needed to both bring down Uncle Nine and reopen the church; neither was dispensable.

Only by reopening the church could he use the corpses to smuggle drugs secretly and reap huge profits.

"I don't want to bother with you!"

Uncle Nine's chest heaved, clearly indicating he was quite angry. He snorted coldly and stormed off.

If it's the result of the village meeting, then there's nothing he can do.

Uncle Jiu was highly respected in the six surrounding towns, and the powerful and influential people in Jiuquan Town had always been wary of him.

Forcibly stopping them will only give them a reason to punish themselves.

Seeing Uncle Nine leave, Ye Guang wore a smug expression.

He warmly greeted the group of Catholic monks.

"Come on, everyone, open the door and come in to take a look at the church!"

On this day, the church, which had been closed for more than 20 years, reopened.

A group of people went inside and began to repaint and paint the dilapidated church.

However, it was evening.

Uncle Jiu received an invitation from Ye Guang to dine at a restaurant.

"A den of snakes and rats!"

Uncle Nine stared at the invitation on the table, his teeth clenched in hatred.

Ye Guang's seemingly enthusiastic invitation was actually just a ploy to annoy him.

"Senior brother, what's wrong that you're so angry?"

Ning Chen asked with a smile.

"That brat from the Ye family sent me an invitation to have dinner with him at Anjia Restaurant... Hmph, he's up to no good!"

Uncle Nine tossed the invitation onto the table, then, as if suddenly remembering something, glanced at Ning Chen, slapped his thigh,

"Hey? Junior brother, why don't you go in my place?"

Most of the attendees at the banquet were merchants from the town.

They're all beasts in human skin, and they're all doing illegal things.

Although Uncle Jiu didn't know what Ye Guang was planning, he guessed it wouldn't be anything good.

Lin Fengjiao is an elderly woman in Jiuquan Town, and without evidence, she shouldn't openly confront Ye Guang.

But Junior Brother is young, and given his personality, how could he possibly indulge Ye Guang?

Even if 097 throws a tantrum, no one can criticize him.

"It's such a small matter. I'll go for my senior brother."

Ning Chen downed his tea in one gulp, picked up the invitation, and walked towards the door.

We can also take the opportunity to see that little devil Annie, why not?

Uncle Nine's brows relaxed, and he kicked Ah Xing beside him.

"That Western Taoist priest was often accompanied by a bald-headed boy."

You should take Xiaoyue with you and go with your uncle. Even if you lose, you can't lose face!

Ah Xing agreed and quickly took Xiao Yue with him to chase after his junior uncle.

Anjia Restaurant.

Everyone had already arrived, and Ning Chen leisurely went upstairs.

The waiter shouted, "Uncle Jiu...Junior Brother has arrived!"

Ye Guang looked surprised. He had originally planned to use the dinner party to tease Uncle Jiu again.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Nine took an unconventional approach and sent his junior brother over.

Ye Guang suddenly felt like he had punched cotton.

"Master Ning, is this your place? Please have a seat!"

Ning Chen had just sat down when he felt a soft little foot step on his shoe.

Annie blushed slightly and winked at him playfully.

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