15 Chapter 15 Pure Soul (1/2)
”Young Master is actually so strong. Will he not want me in the future?”
Chuxue's eyebrows knit together, seriously considering such a possibility. On Gantian Mountain there were numerous maids, and many of them were clever people. There were also many whose families had a high status. She was only better than normal people her age because she double cultivated, and was chosen as the prince's maidservant.
The more she thought about it, the more depressed she felt. Chuxue looked foolishly at the fainted teen in her hands.
At her most desperate time, Zong Shou, whom she should have been the one protecting, had appeared in front of her. She originally thought that no hope was left, but in a few breaths of time, he managed to kill Zong Yu and the others, forcefully pulling her away from the edge of Hell.
That handsome image challenging six people at once was deeply etched in her mind, not fading away, unable to forget.
Her eyes slowly wandered off until Yin Yang arrived beside the two of them.
”Were those people also killed by the prince?”
Looking clearly at the corpses strewn near the carriage a thousand feet away, even if Yin Yang had an idea, he couldn't help but take in a cold breath.
”What a quick flying knife! What an overbearing sword! Three Martial Warriors, three Martial Masters, taking less than forty breaths of time, how amazing…”
Exclaiming for just a while, Yin Yang took out a purple crystal from his bag, placing it on Zong Shou's forehead.
When Chuxue saw that, she got a little mad. ”Uncle Yin, Young Master still remembers what happened when we were young!”
Yin Yang didn't care, shaking his head slightly. ”Xue'er you should be clearer than me about how strong this Wu Wei is. He could kill three or four same stage Mythic Masters. To be able to take his right eye with a body that just opened the Foundation Chakra, how can I not be suspicious? We must test to find out whether or not the heir is still himself!”
In just a short while, a sky blue glow appeared from the crystal, the color pure and bright.
Yin Yang's eyes lit up, and stowing that purple crystal, he couldn't help but praise, ”His soul is really pure. The quality of the spirit technique the heir is cultivating must be from the heavens! I heard that those ascended grandmasters and spiritual masters hate impure spirits and wouldn't allow the original spirit to exist. Since the heir has memories from his youth, the soul is also so pure, it is definitely him!”
Seeing Chuxue looking less nervous, Yin Yang smiled. He looked towards Zong Shou emotionally. That look had anticipation, happiness, and a little jealousy.
”Since it wasn't the hidden knowledge of the past life, then this battle was the heir's own strength. He should be cultivating in some secret technique that we all don't know about, to be be so strong. In the past, we learned that the heir wasn't able to learn any martial arts or incantation methods due to his dual meridians. Who knew that his talent would be so shocking? A person who just opened his Foundation Chakra killing a Martial Master! If the heir could breakaway from his Dual Meridian Body and become an ascended Grandmaster, who could be his enemy?”
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When Zong Shou woke up once more, three days had passed. It was like his brain had been split in half by someone, heavy and dizzy, filled with intense pain.
He opened his eyes with much difficulty, and noticed that he was within the carriage and lying on the thighs of Chuxue.
This pillow is so comfortable, so fragrant…
Drinking in the atmosphere, even the pain in his brain greatly lessened. Zong Shou sniffed lightly, and at the next moment he noticed a long red scar.
The tiger cat race's body qualities were really strong. The monster race had inherited tens of thousands of years of medicine skills, and their effects were amazing.
In such a short period of time, most of the injuries on her body had recovered. Only such red scars were left on her snow white skin. They would all probably disappear in just a few more days.