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Chapter 59: Can He Handle It?:
The thirteen sect elders with the mysterious realm cultivation base and tens of thousands of disciples attempted to break the Ten Thousand Demons Formation.
However, the demonic cultivators formed this formation by condensing the enormous evil Qi from ten thousand demonic cultivators' origins, fueled by the blood essence of several Elders from the Abyss of Devils, and refined it to create the Demon God Formation.
Even if this formation couldn't harm the thirteen elders, they couldn't break through it in a short time, no matter what.
"Although we are breaking the formation with all our might, to break through this formation, it will take at least an hour of consumption with these tens of thousands of demonic cultivators."
Qi Tian's entire body was enveloped in pure Yang energy, terrifying profound Qi continuously damaging the grand formation.
With each impact, several demonic cultivators couldn't withstand the power of the peak late stage and would cough up blood and fall.
But soon, new demonic cultivators would fill the gaps in the formation.
"It seems that everything depends on the Holy Son now."
...
Boom, boom, boom...
In the sky, thunderclouds moved, the wind got stronger, and clouds rushed around.
Countless demonic cultivators had invaded the town below the Holy Mountain.
The disciples of the Holy Heaven and Earth Sect, who had been leisurely in the town, were now forced to join the battle.
Even many well-known wandering cultivators also became targets of the demonic cultivators' slaughter.
On the other hand, the mortals fled in panic.
Cultivators with shallow cultivation bases were slaughtered one by one by the demonic cultivators, and their primordial spirits were sucked dry.
For a while, the originally peaceful and lively town became a sea of blood, like a scene from hell.
...
However, in stark contrast to the hellish scene in the town, dozens of miles away outside the town, on the mountain road of Baihua Mountain.
Here, lanterns were still hung, and people were chatting and laughing, enjoying the beauty of the blooming flowers on Baihua Mountain.
Xu Ze walked with his hands behind his back on the stone-paved mountain path.
Behind him, four young ladies stared at each other, silent all the way.
The Flower Festival at the front of the Baihua Mountain was already underway, and it was a lively and bustling scene.
When they reached the stall, the four young ladies were quickly attracted by the lively temple festival.
At the stall, various trinkets and dolls caught their eyes one by one.
Especially Qu Qinghan. She had grown up in the sect since childhood and had always been focused on cultivation.
Even in the previous nine lives, she rarely visited places where mortals gathered.
It was her first time here, and the various ornaments and dolls on the small stall made her extremely curious.
"I didn't expect the aloof Holy Maiden to be interested in these little things."
Jing Xiaoxuan watched Qu Qinghan standing in front of a doll stall, lost in thought. She snorted, her face contorted in mockery.
Qu Qinghan frowned and glared at Jing Xiaoxuan.
But surrounded by mortals, she couldn't use her cultivation.
This glare, however, had a hint of coquettishness.
"If I remember correctly, this is the first time the Holy Maiden has come to the temple festival, right?" Lin Yuer's voice also sounded from the side.
At another stall, Lin Yuer was picking up several masks, her eyes fixed on them.
She smiled, "You're really pitiful, Holy Maiden. Unlike you, I used to accompany the Holy Son to the temple festival the previous nine lives."
"Ah~ really pitiful."
This statement was truly heart-wrenching.
Not to mention that Qu Qinghan couldn't stand it, the remaining two girls also looked sour.
Being able to go to the temple festival with Xu Ze the previous nine lives?
What kind of treatment was that!
What was she trying to express!
Lu Qingqing's face was gloomy as she snorted, "Humph, just going to a temple festival, and you make such a fuss... In the end, you're just the maid by Xu Ze's side."
"You've been going to the temple fair for so many years, have you ever seen Xu Ze buy you any gifts?"
"Unlike you, Master Xu Ze has bought me gifts in the previous nine lives."
Bitch!
Seeing Lu Qingqing's sneering look, the three girls couldn't help but think of two words in their hearts.
"No, it's just gifts... Will the Holy Son still buy you gifts in this life?"
"That's right! Everyone has their moments of glory, don't take a moment as eternity!"
"Humph, it's the first time I've felt you two speak like humans."
...
Watching the four ladies quarrel in the distance, Xu Ze shrugged helplessly. His gaze returned to the stall and examined the various necklaces on display.
"Little brother, are those four ladies behind you all your wives?" The stall owner seemed to notice Xu Ze's helpless expression just now and rubbed his hands. A greasy smile appeared on his face.
Xu Ze smiled helplessly, "Perhaps."
Although they hadn't married in the previous nine lives, they were almost like husband and wife.
No matter what, Xu Ze couldn't abandon these heroines in this life, though.
"Hey, little brother, you are so handsome, and the four ladies each have their own unique qualities, beautiful and unparalleled, and truly envy others." The stall owner chuckled and moved a brocade box from under the stall: "But, it seems the four ladies behind you don't get along well. It looks like you really need this thing."
He opened the brocade box and showed the various crystal necklaces inside it.
Red, yellow, blue, green, orange, purple, black, white, brown, pink.
These ten necklaces of different colours seemed to correspond to the personalities of the ten heroines, which was amusing.
"Ten, all packed together."
Xu Ze didn't hesitate, he said.
"Te... ten?" The stall owner was dumbfounded.
"Well, pack these blue, green, yellow, and purple ones separately."
"Uh... okay."
Xu Ze gave a silver note from the storage ring, then put the remaining necklaces into the ring.
Taking the four boxes of necklaces, he walked toward the four girls who were still arguing.
Behind him, the stall owner counted the silver notes, marvelling.
"Wow, this little brother is really fickle."
"I thought his four wives were already a lot, but I didn't expect him to want to add more..."
"Ten, can he handle it?"
-To be continued!
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