Chapter 3708
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After finding Hai Weng and Shen Yilang, Zhen Xiaoxiao was in a good mood.
Thinking back to the Dao Integration Battle, Demon Suppressing Taotie, Cousin Mu Dan, and the others would not have chosen to return to Li Yan. Instead, they were traveling in Lin Valley like him. But he did not know … where they were now?
Holding the Demon Suppressing Blood Jade tightly around his neck, Zhen Xiaoxiao had a vague feeling that Patriarch Taotie had returned this blood to him before he left. There seemed to be a deeper meaning behind it.
Now that Hun Zhen's identity had been officially recognized, and the matter of Yan Zifeng and Cang Wen had come to an end, Zhen Xiaoxiao thought for a while and released all the trapped human souls in his human soul lamps into the Dream Realm.
He had previously promised everyone that he would return their freedom after he was no longer restricted by Li Yan Dao Master.
Although he could not return to the Divine Firmament Realm now, he could still return his freedom.
As for the ten women, he naturally kept them by his side. The Ethereal Immortal Sect was the cultivation holy land that all cultivators in the Lin Valley Great Realm yearned for. He brought the ten women, Hai Weng, and Shen Yilang into the Dream Palace of One Dream Sky.
The Dream Palace, which was originally not very lively, suddenly became lively.
In addition, Great Dream Daoist Lord, who had recovered from his injuries, personally brought Hun Zhen and Zhen Xiao Xiao to visit the palaces to look for Mu Qin to discuss swordsmanship and Huan Ran to refine immortal treasures. Zhen Xiao Xiao's life in the Ethereal Immortal Sect was like a fish in water. He could even freely enter all the forbidden areas and immortal palaces to obtain the immortal pills and dharma treasures he needed.
In just half a month, under Young Master's crazy love, Zhen Xiaoxiao's cultivation was already infinitely close to Dao Integration Great Perfection … Soon, he would become an immortal!
"Senior Sikong, Senior Sikong, what did I bring you?"
Today, Zhen Xiaoxiao, carrying a basket of Li Fire Vermillion Fruits, stood in front of the main hall of the Empty Palace with a smile.
"Oh my god … trouble is here again." Seeing Zhen Xiaoxiao's figure, the expressions of the Empty Palace disciples immediately became very subtle.
"Shh! Lower your voice, you have to call her a true fairy … Do you still remember Fei Shuang whose lamp was lit by the Junior Sect Master the other day? Just because she gossiped behind True Fairy's back! "
Dream Sky, Four Great Immortal Palaces.
Zhen Xiaoxiao's favorite place to stroll around was the Empty Palace.
In any case, she wouldn't go to Cang Wen's place even if she was beaten to death. If one day Cang Wen found out that her Supreme Heavenly Token was actually the Dream Seizing Token and the real thing was hidden in her Chaos Dan Sea, it would be strange if he didn't slap her to death!
Venerable Huan Ran of the Void Palace was serious, but his son, who was like dog skin plaster, was very annoying.
The five Sword Masters of Extreme Palace had been instructed by Dao Sovereign Great Dream to catch her to practice their swordsmanship. Although cultivation was a good thing … it couldn't withstand the torment of five Sword Maniacs.
Comparatively speaking, the Empty Palace was the most fun.
For Sikong Hanmo's side, there was always an endless stream of little things. There was also that pedantic disciple of Senior Sikong, Fa Xing Wen. At first, Zhen Xiaoxiao didn't understand why the crafty Sikong Hanmo would keep the most pedantic Fa Xing Wen by his side. Later, after observing, she finally understood.
It was precisely because Fa Xing Wen was old-fashioned and dogmatic that he was especially fun to tease.
Although Senior Sikong appeared cultured and refined on the surface, he was actually the most black-bellied and wicked one among the four Palace Masters.
"Lord Sikong isn't here."
Sikong Hanmo's slow voice came from behind the closed door.
"Master … lying is … wrong." Fa Xing Wen, who was sitting obediently beside Sikong Hanmo, had his cheeks turn red. He slowly said, "But since you don't want to see that scourge Zhen Xiaoxiao, you have to lie more beautifully. This' not here '… should be said by a disciple. Otherwise, when others hear it, they will know that it came from your mouth."
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