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Chapter 545

Words:2047Update:22/06/17 20:18:36

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"Master, you're too fierce to that little girl …"

Cynanchum Chinense complained as she walked.

Whenever she was worried about other people, she would forget that she was cursed. Looking at Star Sword Boy's respectful appearance, she really did not want to blame her anymore.

Shen Zhenyi smiled but did not say anything.

There was always a balance in everything.

There was no fair retribution for killing too many people, but in this cruel world, it was not necessarily a good thing.

"But Master, what's up with the Sword Ancestor?"

Princess Long could not help but ask.

— — Five hundred years ago, during the great calamity in the Dragon Emperor Palace, Master had also appeared and saved their clan. Could it be that in the Seven Wounds World, Master also had tens of thousands of clones and did countless great things?

"About that …"

Shen Zhenyi thought for a while and said lightly, "It's just some karma."

Karma was born, and karma was ended.

It was done casually, there was no need to care.

He had left too many karma in the world, there was no need to remember all of them so clearly.

Princess Long didn't really understand, but she didn't ask any further.

When everyone returned to the Abandoned Sword Villa, the elders and disciples received the news and came out to congratulate them.

"Eldest Senior Sister, you guys are so impressive! I heard that in this inner city alliance meeting, you guys actually defeated the Twelve Clowns of the Heavenly King Association and became the elders of the inner city alliance! That's amazing! "

Some of the disciples who had just entered the city heard about the power of the Heavenly King Association and compared it to Cynanchum Chinense and the others' battle results, they were both envious and impressed.

Lord Zi Ningjun was cold, and Princess Long was low-key, so everyone surrounded Cynanchum Chinense and praised her.

Cynanchum Chinense was proud. "Of course, look at our swordsmanship …"

She suddenly remembered the curse she had received. The person who used the 'gentleman's style' would definitely die a miserable death. She immediately lost interest and couldn't continue the boasting that was on the tip of her tongue.

The disciples didn't notice his abnormality and continued to discuss in high spirits.

On the other side, Shen Zhenyi asked Granny Chi Huo, "Now that the Abandoned Sword Villa has gained a firm foothold in the city and has gained the status of an alliance in the inner city, they should be able to find a way to move most of the people from the World of Eight Cultivators to King City. You should take care of this matter."

Although the World of Eight Cultivators was big, it was just a drop in the ocean when compared to the enormous Seven Wounds World.

However, it would be difficult for King City to accommodate the entire population of the World of Eight Cultivators. Even if the Abandoned Sword Villa now had the authority of the Inner City Alliance, it would still be difficult for them to turn everyone into "citizens." However, it shouldn't be a problem for them to migrate to the edge of King City and live close to the city so that they wouldn't have to face the attacks of the Ferocious Beasts from all directions.

Granny Chi Huo praised, "Young Master is kind-hearted. Even at this time, you still care about the people of the World of Eight Cultivators. You are truly a kind person!"

Shen Zhenyi had ascended to immortality with the Moon Decapitation and led the entire World of Eight Cultivators to ascend to the Seven Wounds World. With his martial arts and talent, he would be like a fish in water in the Seven Wounds World, regardless of the ordinary people.

Now that even the three female disciples of Cynanchum Chinense had become elders of the Inner City Alliance, the Third Young Master Shen's status was naturally higher. In a few years, he would have a seat among the elders of King City.

If it were someone else, they wouldn't care about the ordinary people who were dragging them down.

However, Shen Zhenyi still remembered it in detail.

"Since I brought them here, I naturally have to try my best to save their lives."

Shen Zhenyi's words were filled with compassion.

Even he couldn't prevent people from aging and dying.

Once a person was born, they would eventually die.

No matter how powerful he was, he could only try his best to reduce the grief of the world.

"Yes."

Granny Chi Huo nodded. "Then I will arrange for people to organize this matter. Previously, the Old Manor Master sent a letter saying that many disciples have improved by leaps and bounds and are expected to break through to the True God Realm. As for the rest, they will choose a place to live outside the city. I'm afraid this will take several decades … "

The migration of hundreds of millions of ordinary people wasn't as simple as moving houses.

Shen Zhenyi nodded slightly. Suddenly, a humble voice came from behind. "Third Brother, can you leave this matter to me?"

Granny Chi Huo was stunned. When she turned around to take a look, she saw Shen Baihe bowing respectfully and pleading with her.

When did this person come?

Granny Chi Huo's face stiffened, and she felt a little embarrassed.

Shen Baihe had schemed to harm Shen Zhenyi. After experiencing the Nine Nether Land and the World of Eight Cultivators, he still didn't change. Originally, Shen Zhenyi had already thrown him into the dungeon, but the Old Manor Master was soft-hearted and finally released him after a long time.

Fortunately, Shen Baihe had been crippled of his martial arts. He probably knew that he couldn't act rashly in the World of Seven Wounds, so he kept his tail between his legs and behaved himself.

Previously, he had volunteered to guide the disciples of the Abandoned Sword Villa into the city, and he had done a good job. However, everyone in the villa knew about the grudge between him and The Third Prince, so no one cared about him.

Granny Chi Huo and Shen Zhenyi were discussing matters, so of course, they kept Young Master Shen at a distance. They didn't expect him to appear out of nowhere.

Shen Zhenyi wasn't surprised. He glanced at Shen Baihe and said calmly, "This matter will take a long time and a lot of effort. Are you really willing to go?"

Shen Baihe smiled bitterly and said, "I'm seven feet old, and I don't have the strength to truss a chicken. I've committed many sins in the past, so I've always wanted to do something for the villa. This matter doesn't require any ability, as long as I'm willing to put in the effort. I beg Third Brother to assign this task to me so that I can have a chance to atone for my sins. "

He looked sincere, as if he really regretted what he did that day.

Granny Chi Huo frowned. She always felt that the Eldest Young Master was harboring evil intentions, but it seemed that Shen Zhenyi didn't care, so she didn't know whether to persuade him or not.

"Fine."

Shen Zhenyi sighed. "Since you insist, I'll leave this matter to you."

He hesitated for a while and said, "Don't worry about anything else. Before the third of March next year, bring Lord Father into the city."

Shen Shou had always been unwilling to enter the city, saying that as the master of the Abandoned Sword Villa, he had to take care of the people of the Nine Netherworlds and the World of Eight Cultivators. Shen Zhenyi didn't force him.

Now that everyone had someone to rely on, Shen Zhenyi asked Shen Baihe to bring him into the city.

… It was just that he didn't know why he added a deadline.

Shen Baihe was also startled, but he quickly nodded and agreed.

Seeing him leave, Granny Chi Huo couldn't help but persuade, "The Third Prince, the Eldest Young Master is stubborn and has tried to harm you several times. Why are you still letting him do things?"

"I know."

Shen Zhenyi sighed. "The evils we bring upon ourselves are the hardest to bear. There are some things that we don't need to care too much about."

There wasn't a trace of emotion in his eyes.

In the cycle of life and death, there was naturally a cycle. He was used to seeing the sea turn into mulberry fields, the cycle of the sun and the moon, life and death, gratitude and resentment, but that was all there was to it.

At this time, there was a commotion at the door, and a disciple ran in to report, "Master, there's a little girl outside. She keeps kneeling at the door of the villa and refuses to leave. Senior Sister Chu said … she said that she's the leader of the biggest assassin organization in the inner city, and she wants Master to make a decision! "

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