bookrebus Chapter 168 Opinion
Chapter 168 Opinion
Another damn silence.
In the silent arena, fear permeated the air. The expressions on everyone's faces showed questioning, resentment, fear, exhaustion, and absent-mindedness, but none of them doubted Jiu Mo.
Chen An's expression was exactly the same as Jiu Mo's earlier. He smiled easily as he watched the chaotic crowd pounding on the wall formed by the array and cursing the person who had caused all this trouble.
After she had seen enough of the excitement, she collected the most boisterous creatures into the dragon bone.
Fortunately, the events that occurred in Kang Le City led many residents to move out.
Otherwise, there would be more than just these few people causing trouble, and the dragon skeleton wouldn't be able to hold them all.
Chen An stood on the arena, a place that had been watched by countless people, and once again came into everyone's view, along with the children Chen An had saved.
"They killed so many people to collect these children."
"Are you even human?"
"Release them."
Another wave of condemnation.
The children tried to defend Chen An loudly, but to no avail.
"Awooo." Shuo Ye transformed into beast form, his body swelling several times its original size, and roared loudly, "It was my boss who saved them, you bastards."
The people in the audience ignored them: "She's going to unleash a spirit beast to eat people."
……
When Jiu Mo was arrested, these people weren't so lively, but it's only when Chen An got here that things became so chaotic.
Many of these people were indeed arranged by Jiu Mo and others. I didn't expect there to be so many echoing insects, and they were so terrifying.
Chen An took in batches of people until only about a hundred remained before things finally quieted down.
Jiu Mo was perhaps a little tired. He put down his hands, straightened up, and looked at Chen An gently, without any provocation, yet enough to make people uncomfortable.
"A good reputation is hard to come by." Chen An broke the formation.
She raised her right hand and slowly clenched her fist. The power within Jiu Mo's body began to dissipate, but just as the power was about to completely vanish, a divine force erupted.
This power did not belong to him, yet it was rooted in his body and successfully protected his soul.
A gentle breeze swept by, and the person Chen An had been searching for for decades appeared on the stage.
Compared to before, she has matured a lot, exudes a stronger aura, and is confident and relaxed in every gesture.
"Qingyue." Chen An squeezed out the two words through gritted teeth, the anger in his chest burning brighter and brighter, eager to burst out of his body and smash that person to pieces.
Qingyue took out a magical artifact that resembled a starfruit and put Jiu Mo's soul into it, keeping an eye on Chen An's movements.
The ebony sword was quietly grasped in his hand, and the sword energy transformed into a sharp arc in the air, slashing towards the figure that revealed its sharp edge.
A mint-green sword aura shot out from between Qingyue's brows, blocking Chen An's attack.
In an instant, Chen An's sword pierced through Qing Yue.
The body carrying the magical artifact scattered like grains of sand, then turned into dust flying everywhere in the wind, merging into the vast expanse and disappearing without a trace.
After a long while, Chen An received a telepathic message: "Farewell."
"Boss, it's the boss." Shuoye's claws thrashed at the dissipating dust, and he pushed off with his hind legs, trying to jump upwards, attempting to grab onto something he couldn't hold onto at all.
Chen An's breathing quickened, and the look in his eyes as he stared at the cloud of dust was no less intense than Shuo Ye's longing.
The more than one hundred people below the stage were also staring at the spot where the dust had settled, and it seemed that Jiu Mo, who had wreaked havoc in the area, was still alive.
Before long, they dispersed, taking more than a dozen children with them as relatives.
The remaining children stood there blankly, their eyes filled with a sorrow and desolation beyond their years, their eyes filled with a mixture of longing and fear as they stole glances at Chen An, the meaning of which was self-evident.
Chen An released the crowd that had been in chaos. The first thing they did after they came out was to scream and run away.
Fortunately, there were fewer children on stage, leaving the remaining five with nowhere to go.
"Give them to me."
The mentor in the dilapidated temple somersaulted onto the stage, cupped the children's faces, and looked them over one by one, saying, "Good seed, good seed."
Chen An nodded his thanks, and after killing the three demonic cultivators, he and Shuo Ye left the place and returned to Yihe Sect.
Peace remained within the sect, and cultivators flocked to seek apprenticeship, but few succeeded.
She sat cross-legged in the room, while Fugui lay on the recliner next to her, staring intently at Xiao Shuoye.
Xiao Shuoye was cornered, pressed his head against the wall, and remained silent.
Tank has been following Fugui's training these past few days, and his ability to shrink has improved considerably.
It transforms into twice the size of the new moon, observing the new moon from left to right.
Fugui got tired of lying down, so he lay on his back, revealing his furry belly and black paws.
"I met Qingyue."
"what!"
With a "whoosh," Fugui darted in front of Chen'an.
"Bang bang bang," the tanks also came running over.
Both pairs of eyes held the same curiosity and anger.
Tank spoke first: "Did you kill her?"
Chen An shook his head.
"Did she hurt you?" Fu Gui continued to ask.
Chen An also shook his head.
The two beasts' expressions were a mixture of disappointment and sadness; their eyelids and heads drooped slightly, returning to their initial state.
After more than half a month of cultivation, Mu Jingtai and Wu Siyue came together.
It turned out that someone from the Qing family had come.
Although Qingyue is still alive, her feud with Chen'an has long been known.
"Why bother seeing them? If you ask me, I'd punch them all out of here." Mu Jingtai snorted and slammed his hand on the table, startling Shuo Ye, who was sleeping under the table, into jumping out.
Wu Siyue frowned and remained silent. Just like before, as long as Mu Jingtai was around, he always followed Mu Jingtai's ideas.
“I’ll go with Si Yue. Senior brother, you go and sit with Senior Brother Qingyuan for a while.”
Mu Jingtai suddenly stood up, then sighed as if in resignation, and said with concern, "Be careful."
"I understand." Chen An straightened up, widened his eyes, and stared at him with a grin.
Wu Siyue smiled faintly: "Let's go."
Chen An crossed his arms, and the two of them made their way to the hall where guests were to be received, but the hall was empty.
"Where is he?" Wu Siyue asked the disciple beside him.
The disciple bowed and replied, "They left this behind and then departed."
Chen An reached out and took it; it was a colorless and odorless white paper, with not a single word on it.
She looked at it from both sides and found it to be no different from the other papers.
“They said…” The disciple looked up at Wu Siyue.
Wu Siyue gestured for him to continue.
"They said it was given to them by Qingyue."
"You can go now." Chen An clenched the paper in his hand, unconsciously tightening his grip.
Back in his room, Chen An tried every possible method, but he couldn't glean anything from the blank paper.
Whether you soak it in vinegar or burn it, the white paper will remain white paper.
If there's anything special about this white paper, it's that it won't spoil when pickled in vinegar or melt when burned.
At least leave some disgusting words.
Forget it, this is the most disgusting thing.
After a busy day, Chen An gave the blank paper to Xi Le.
Although Xile is not particularly talented, she excels in hard work and diligence, and her temperament is also excellent. She is making rapid progress, especially in mental strength. Let her give it a try.
The story of Chen An and Jiu Mo spread far and wide in the world, and people had very different opinions on it.
After calm reflection, most people were more willing to believe that Jiu Mo was framing Chen An, while many others loathed Chen An even more, convinced that she was a demonic cultivator and unwilling to admit it.