Chapter 2846: Forces Converge

udent of the Wushi Academy in the future.That maid led Zhang Ruichen to the living room, filled his cup with hot tea, and then gracefully retreated, closing the door behind her.Zhang Ruochin was not b...This great saint, is a member of the Yaksha tribe, with a withered face and narrow, long eyes.

Covered in scars, he gave off a fierce and intimidating aura.

He walked towards Zhang Ruochin.

Zhang Ruochin seemed to be petrified, standing motionless on the spot.

The Great Sage of the Yasha clan showed a disdainful smile and said, "Don't worry, I won't kill you."

He placed one hand on Zhang Ruochin's shoulder, a powerful spiritual force surged into Zhang Ruochin's body, his eyes flashed with illusions, controlling Zhang Ruochin's consciousness: "From now on, I am the innkeeper of this inn, and you are my servant."

"Understood," Zhang Ruochin said.

The great sage of the Yaccha clan nodded in satisfaction, retracted his palm, and looked up. As if sensing something terrible, he hurriedly transformed into a middle-aged man in his fifties who was slightly overweight.

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Zhang Ruochin followed him and entered the inn together.

It is the season when snowflakes are flying all over the sky, and the world is a white expanse.

Four beautiful figures in colorful robes floated, from the site of the previous fall of the Da Sheng of the Night Demon Clan all the way to this town.

They were all stunningly beautiful, with graceful figures and skin whiter than snow. Their waists were visible through colorful gauze robes, supple and alluring. Sadly, each of them had holy Dao rules flowing around them, making it impossible for ordinary cultivators to see their faces or bodies.

"This is it, I smell the lingering scent of his blood." A woman holding a pipa said.

The woman playing the flute said, "He is hiding among the mortals in this small town. There are no more than twenty humans in the town. With a single note from my flute, I can kill them all. Whoever survives must be him."

No.

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In the inn, Zhang Ruochu was using a hammer to strike the window shutters, trying to withstand the fierce wind and snow.

The door was pushed open.

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A deafening roar echoed through the air.

Flakes of snow, accompanied by the enchanting fragrance of a beautiful woman, blew in from outside.

Four peerless beauties, each with extraordinary cultivation, are powerful figures even among the Great Sages.

As soon as I stepped in, the woman playing the flute released her aura, enveloping the entire inn.

The powerful divine rules spread invisibly across the floor, walls, roof, windows, and pillars of the inn..., transforming it into a cage-like world.

It takes a powerful force to cultivate four top-tier Saints. Unless it's a force with significant renown throughout the universe, it wouldn't be possible.

When Zhang Ruochin saw the last woman playing the pipa and walking into the inn, he finally understood who they were.

Because, this woman, he has seen.

The woman holding the flute was incredibly beautiful, especially her chest, which seemed to have two porcelain bowls upside down, just barely visible.

She gave him a withering look, walked to Zhang Ruochin's feet and said, "Old man, you're so old, why are you still climbing so high It's dangerous. What if you fall"

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Zhang Ruochin knew she suspected him.

Because that Great Saint of the Yaksha tribe had deliberately stuck a drop of blood on him.

A woman playing a flute pressed her hand against the wooden table under Zhang Ruochin and gently pushed it. The table slid horizontally out of the way.

Zhang Ruochin, who was originally standing on a wooden table nailing the window, was an elderly man with an unstable center of gravity. He leaned over and almost fell to his death.

The woman who held the pipa in her arms reached out with a jade-white, delicate hand and grabbed Zhang Ruochin's wrinkled wrist. At the same time, an invisible force landed on Zhang Ruochin, causing him to land smoothly on the ground.

Her hands were soft and smelled intoxicating.

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"It wasn't him! Meng Sheng is very cunning. He deliberately spilled a drop of blood on himself to mislead us." The woman with the pipa said so.

Ladies, are you staying or dining in... What do you...

A shopkeeper in his fifties came out from inside and saw four stunningly beautiful women standing in the hall. For a moment, he was dumbfounded.

Zhang Ruochin looked at the shopkeeper, somewhat unexpectedly. He found that this Night Demon Clan Great Saint had also used some means to hide his skills, making them more sophisticated.

From beginning to end, Zhang Ruochin never released his spiritual energy.

Because there is no need.

A Saint-level cultivator, in his eyes now, was no different from an ordinary mortal. He didn't even bother to know what they wanted.

Four women, each holding an instrument, giggled and circled the Great Sage of the Yaksha tribe, gazing at him.

It was obvious that they suspected something, but they weren't sure.

A one-eyed, gray-robed old man walked in from the doorway.

As Zhang Ruochin was about to close the door, he quickly stepped aside.

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They emanate an overwhelming aura.

The faces of the four sexy beauties instantly became extremely solemn.

Even the Great Sage, Equal of Heaven, who had taken on the guise of a demon innkeeper, seemed startled. Even though he hid it well, a glimmer of fear could still be seen in his pupils.

How can they not be afraid

The one-eyed gray-robed old man is a false god.

The one-eyed old man in gray robes always wore a smile. "I hurried as fast as I could, but it seems I was still too slow. Almost let your Goddess Twelve Palaces get there first. So, have you found her"

"How cunning is Meng Sheng! Where could he be so easily found" A woman holding a pipa said this.

The one-eyed old man in gray robes shook his head and said, "Others may not be able to find him, but Ye Lou's tracking skills are top-notch under the realm of gods. His mental power has even reached sixty-nine levels. Even an old man like me can't compare to you. How could you possibly not be able to find him Could it be that Meng Sheng is hiding in this town or even in this inn"

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The one-eyed, grey-robed old man's gaze swept back and forth between Zhang Ruochin and the slightly chubby shopkeeper, instantly noticing the drop of blood on Zhang Ruochin's body.

A woman with a pipa in her arms said, "It's not him. The blood on his body is just a ruse used by Meng Sheng to mislead us. If I'm right, Meng Sheng should have already fled. Come, let's continue chasing him."

The four pavilion masters of the Shénnǚ Ershífáng, rushed out of the inn and fled into the sky. Shengwang, congratulations on successfully retrieving the sacred artifact of the Three-Eyed Ancient Clan." Aoxinyan smiled.A rare smile appeared on the cold face of the Zi Shan woman, clearly delight...