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After receiving the blood, Adept Mu He was shocked. She didn't think that there would be someone with the same bloodline as her in this world. How was this possible!?
Initially, he thought he would let her return to the Dongfang Nation and clear up some things. Now, it seemed that Yan Wuzhan would not let her leave, and he still had to slowly plan for this matter.
"Battle King, this blood is available. Wait for me to guide her. As for whether she can wake up, that depends on her …"
"This King doesn't like to hear such words."
Yan Wuzhan didn't allow him to continue. He said what he was thinking in a domineering manner. Don't even think about getting involved in a fight in front of him.
"If you can't wake up in three days, I'll use you as a sacrifice."
In Yan Wuzhan's heart, there was always a voice telling him that this person was not to be trusted. Therefore, after he finished saying this, he slowly walked towards Mu He and stared at him.
"In these three days, I will keep an eye on your every move. If anything goes wrong, you will die before Ning'er does!"
Saying this word by word, he ruthlessly pounded Mu He's heart. He was greatly shocked, thinking that Mu He was just too anxious to speak. But looking at his current appearance, it seemed as though he had discovered something.
This was completely impossible. He was just a mortal, how could he see his own true body with the naked eye?
Thinking about this, he calmed down a little, but he did not dare to delay any longer. Yan Wuzhan's "gaze" could make people come out of their holes, so it was better for him to leave earlier.
Therefore, he had originally wanted to do some research here. He picked up the blood bowl in his hand and thought for a moment. If he let her wake up now, this fellow would definitely not believe him. This was truly a dilemma …
"Battle King, I suspect that she was ambushed by West Ridge dweller. This is a type of illusion technique that can send people into a dream. Now, I'll try to see if I can wake her up. You …"
"This King will say it again. No, listen, cripple, speak!"
Alright, this person is unable to communicate at all. Didn't I suggest you to go mad at me after I wake up?
Adept Mu felt wronged as she held the bowl of blood in her hands and walked in front of Dongfang Ning. She raised the bowl high up in the air above her head and twirled it around a few times as she muttered some incantations.
After a long while, he told Yan Wuzhan to light a lamp and burn three incense sticks of time. Then he put the blood bowl under the lamp and found some paper money to burn with some blood … He made a series of movements.
This was very common in the ancient times, Yan Wuzhan did not have much of a reaction, whatever he did, as long as it did not hurt his Ning'er, then it was fine. Thus, he would closely watch Adept Mu He's every move, as if he was looking at a corpse.
"Alright, wake her up. She'll wake up in the middle of the night."
In this world, only he, Mu He, was able to dispel it. However, seeing Yan Wuzhan's appearance, he would not even thank him …
"Yes!"
Yan Wuzhan coldly grunted as if he had heard his words. Then, he finally stopped staring at him and turned towards Dongfang Ning’er's room. That bayonet-like gaze finally moved away from Mu He's body.
Mu He felt as if his entire body was collapsing. Luckily, he was only an envoy of the Holy Emperor and not his enemy. He took a deep breath, and then began to walk away.
"Adept has come out. Adept …"
The anger that Mu He had felt from the room was instantly directed towards these people:
"What are you making such a ruckus for? Didn't This Spiritual Master say that she wouldn't die?" Get out of my way, I'm so tired! There's no quiet room here, I want to sleep. "
After snatching the opportunity away, he placed his hands behind his back, not even glancing at the crowd in the courtyard. These people did not even know that he had been trapped in hell, only now did he come back to life.
"That's good, that's good. Daoist Master, you've worked hard. Please follow me!"
Outside were some people that Yan Wuzhan trusted, so Liu Tie couldn't live in the mansion anymore. Therefore, Li Songlin took this opportunity to tidy up the sealed up old palace and let Yan Wuzhan move in. It was also because it was his mother's original residence that Yan Wuzhan was willing to come.
Otherwise, he wouldn't go, and it wouldn't be convenient for others to know the rest of the residences. If he were to bring Dongfang Ning’er along, there wouldn't be a big place for her to be afraid of being wronged.
"Ning'er, wake up, okay? Ning'er …" Ning'er, we still need to return to Heaven's End City, do you remember Heaven's End City? "
The period of time in Heaven's End City was the happiest and happiest day of their life. Yan Wuzhan could only talk about the days they had walked together, trying to wake her up.
After Dongfang Ning received the drop of blood, a cave appeared in front of her. It seemed like she had reached this cave before, so she walked towards it. After entering, she felt a sense of déjà vu.
There was no black water inside, but it was still dark. After walking for a while, she saw a purple glowing plant that was nodding at her.
"What is it?" She curiously moved forward until she was in front of a stalk of Purple Grass. But who knew that Purple Grass would say this.
"Master, why are you still here? Your family, your Battle King, and the people of Shan Nation are waiting for you to return."
"Family?
Does sister have a family?
"Battle King …"
It was already late in the night, but the gentle voice in the room did not stop. She could finally hear what the man was saying:
"Ning'er, do you remember how the spaceship exploded?" Your mother cries every day … "
Her voice was broken as she listened quietly. This man's voice sounded very familiar. Who was he?
Daoist Master Mu He crawled up from his room. His silver head was very conspicuous in the darkness.
From the moment Yan Wuzhan's attitude towards him became bad, the soldiers that were well-coordinated with him started to investigate his every move in secret.
Therefore, everything that he was doing was happening right now under the noses of others.
After he got up, he opened the window and looked around. When he didn't find anything, he tightly shut the window.
He mysteriously took out a bead and a black bead. Then, he placed the bead on the table and cut his arm with the knife, dripping his blood onto the bead.
After a while, the bead suddenly turned transparent. There was a white dot in the middle, then that white dot slowly grew bigger. Finally, the black bead turned transparent and looked like an eye.
The guards who were secretly observing the scene almost cried out in shock. All of this was too miraculous for them.
He thought to himself: No wonder this person is so capable. He is clearly someone who knows magic. What is he going to do now?
After Adept Mu saw that the pearl had turned bright, he stepped forward and grabbed it, before speaking a few words that outsiders didn't understand. No one knew what he meant by 'yes'. It sounded like he was reporting everything, but also like he was reciting a sutras.