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Chapter 247

Words:1832Update:22/06/25 07:14:20

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In the Blue Moon Secret Realm!

"Senior Brother Zhao, Junior Sister suddenly had an epiphany and plans to try to break through, so please …!"

After being separated from Yu Haoran for almost three days, Lin Mengyao was worried that the longer they were separated, the deeper Yu Haoran's misunderstanding of her would be.

She was now anxious to break through to the fifth grade Martial Warrior realm and then find Yu Haoran to express her feelings to him.

Therefore, she could only harden her heart and remind him.

"Oh! Junior Sister Lin, feel free to break through. Senior Brother will protect you! "

As if he didn't hear Lin Mengyao's intention to chase him away, Zhao Zong shamelessly asked to stay.

"Senior Brother Zhao, you are also a disciple of the sect. You should know that it is taboo for a cultivator to have someone disturb them when they are breaking through."

Seeing Zhao Zong shamelessly continue to stay, Lin Mengyao couldn't help but angrily scold him, "Could it be that Senior Brother Zhao also allows people to be around him when he is breaking through?!"

"Junior Sister Lin, there's no one in the sect who doesn't know what kind of person I, Zhao Zhuangjian, am. I will definitely not disturb Junior Sister Lin's breakthrough, so Junior Sister Lin can break through without worry."

Facing Lin Mengyao's scolding, not only was Zhao Zong not angry, but he also shamelessly sat there without moving.

"Senior Brother Zhao, my Senior Sister Wu Jing of the Sunset Peak is in the tent above me. Do you need me to invite Senior Sister Wu Jing over?!" Seeing Zhao Zong shamelessly sitting there without moving, Lin Mengyao became even more angry and couldn't help but threaten him.

"Hehe!" Unfortunately, facing Lin Mengyao's mention of Wu Jing, Zhao Zong disdainfully sneered and said with a face full of ridicule.

"Junior Sister Lin, it's not that I look down on Wu Jing, but even if she knows that I am here, would she dare to come over?!"

"You …!"

Although she knew that the relationship between the same sect was shallow and Wu Jing might not dare to take the risk of offending Zhao Zong to help her, being directly pointed out by Zhao Zong made Lin Mengyao speechless.

"Junior Sister Lin, if you want me to leave now, I can. However, you must swear to be my girlfriend in front of everyone on the mountain peak. You must also agree to marry me and consummate your marriage once we break through to the Martial Master realm. Otherwise, I will not leave the tent."

Looking at the speechless Lin Mengyao, Zhao Zong very proudly made his request.

"Zhao Zong, are you not afraid of the Lin Family behind me?"

Zhou Mengyao realizes that her senior sister apprentice can't threaten Zhao Zhuangjian. She has no choice but to mention her family of inheritance.

"Lin Clan!"

When he heard Lin Mengyao mention the inheritance family behind her, a trace of fear flashed across Zhao Zong's eyes. However, when he remembered that he was still in the Blue Moon Secret Realm and that his backer was the most powerful existence in the secret realm, the fear in his heart immediately disappeared.

Then, he giggled and said, "Of course I'm scared!"

"After all, the Lin family is a family of inheritance that is comparable to the seven top sects. But Junior Sister Lin, don't forget where you are."

"No matter how powerful your Lin Clan is, it is impossible for them to send experts into the Blue Moon Secret Realm."

"If I can achieve something good with Junior Sister Lin before the Blue Moon Secret Realm closes, I'm afraid that not only will the Lin Clan not blame me, they will even acknowledge me as a son-in-law with outstanding talent and wisdom!"

Zhao Zong stood up and walked towards Lin Mengyao, intending to forcefully possess Lin Mengyao.

"Zhao Zong, if you don't want to die, you can continue to come closer to me!"

Seeing that Zhao Zong had completely sunk into madness, Lin Mengyao knew that no verbal threats would be able to make him give up on his impulse to possess her.

In desperation, she could only use her final trump card, which was the Black Birth Ball that had been refined by Yu Haoran.

"Junior Sister Lin, don't!"

Seeing that Lin Mengyao was about to explode with the Black Birth Ball, Zhao Zong quickly stopped and signaled Lin Mengyao to calm down.

"Zhao Zong, although I, Lin Mengyao, am only the illegitimate daughter of the Lin Clan, the Lin Clan's unyielding character flows in my blood."

"Moreover, I, Lin Mengyao, view chastity as my life. If you dare to humiliate me, then I will dare to die with you!" Holding the Black Birth Ball tightly, Lin Mengyao expressed her attitude.

At the same time, her heart was filled with endless disappointment.

Because when Zhao Zong was about to step forward to humiliate her, she had already used a special method to inform her senior sisters of the Dawnfall Peak.

According to their peak ninth grade Martial Warrior cultivation, they should have already rushed in to stop Zhao Zong from six to seven meters away. However, they didn't even see their figures until now. This was enough to show that they didn't dare to offend Zhao Zong and probably never treated her as a junior sister.

Such a heartless fellow disciple actually made her reject Yu Haoran. In addition to disappointment, Lin Mengyao's heart was filled with regret.

"Junior Sister Lin, senior brother was just joking with you. Please don't take it seriously!"

Seeing that Lin Mengyao's left hand was tightly holding the Black Birth Ball, Zhao Zong who knew the level of the person who refined the Black Birth Ball paled and begged.

At the same time, he also hurriedly took a few steps back.

"Senior Brother Zhao, as long as you don't harass me, I won't easily use the Black Birth Ball."

"After all, in such a narrow space, I won't be able to escape from the explosion of the Black Birth Ball!" Lin Mengyao said with a smile as she slowly let go of the Black Birth Ball.

"Junior Sister Lin, didn't you suddenly have an epiphany? Then I won't disturb your breakthrough and will take my leave first! "

Although Lin Mengyao gradually loosened her grip on the Black Birth Ball, Zhao Zong who was afraid that the Black Birth Ball would suddenly explode, continued to retreat while saying goodbye.

"I won't see you out!" Seeing Zhao Zong leaving the tent, Lin Mengyao sneered as she sent him off.

"Hmph!" After leaving the tent, Zhao Zong turned his head to look at Lin Mengyao with a trace of coldness in his eyes.

Then, he suddenly thought of something and a proud smile appeared on his face. Using a movement technique, he rushed down the mountain.

… …!

Among the red rocks!

More than ten thousand Five Poison Mutated Beasts' flesh and blood were used to heal Yu Haoran's injuries.

At this moment, Yu Haoran who was lying flat on the rock not only had his breathing gradually stabilized, but his pale face also gradually became rosy.

After using his spiritual sense to check on Yu Haoran's condition, Thaling finally let out a sigh of relief.

Then, he stood inside the Víctor and waited for Yu Haoran to wake up.

However, just as Yu Haoran was about to wake up, Thaling who had been observing the surroundings with his spiritual sense couldn't help but frown.

Then, he retracted his spiritual sense.

Just as Thaling retracted his spiritual sense, Pallas, who had rushed back to the red rocks, appeared beside the rocks like lightning.

Seeing Yu Haoran lying flat on the rock, Pallas's face changed. Then, he pressed his hairy palm directly on Yu Haoran's chest.

After a short while, Pallas who was checking on Yu Haoran's condition, although his face was no longer gloomy, his brows were tightly knitted together.

He looked around and his gaze finally stopped on a pile of white powder.

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