The Divine Maiden in Green said, "For a general to succeed, it takes ten thousand bones to pile up, let alone us? Assisting the Clan Leader to achieve supremacy, isn’t that good?"
Tang Yanzhang was silent for a while and said, "It’s not bad."
The Divine Maiden in Green smiled faintly and said, "Get yourself together earlier, I’ll leave this place to you for now."
After saying that, she glanced at a spot not far away.
There, two baits were sitting cross-legged on a bluestone.
Tang Yanzhang said, "Don’t worry, the matter assigned to me won’t go wrong."
The Divine Maiden in Green walked away.
Clearly, the importance of those two baits had once again diminished, the Formless Ancestor no longer cared, Tang Ningxin no longer cared, and now it was left to Tang Yanzhang.
It was imaginable, as time went on, their importance would continue to decline, until one day they would no longer be set out as bait.
However, that day would inevitably require time, and before then, these two baits absolutely could not escape. Of course, even if they lost importance, what awaited them was not escape, but a more tragic fate.
Tang Yanzhang slightly turned his head to glance at the two women and chuckled, not knowing at whom he was laughing, then drank the fine wine heartily, exhaling a big breath of wine vapor, yet those narrowed eyes shimmered with inscrutable radiance.
Time flew by...
In a blink, it was several months.
The slaughter in front of the Soul Threshold had already moved inside it.
And wherever the fiercest place was, there would always be the Formless Ancestor.
Tang Yanzhang shook the wine jar, seemingly sensing something, waiting for something, suddenly he looked behind him, his gaze sweeping between An Li and Yu Xuanwei, suddenly beckoning to Yu Xuanwei, and said, "Come over here."
Yu Xuanwei dared not disobey, accompanied by a smile, flew over and respectfully said, "Ancestor Yanzhang, what orders do you have?"
Tang Yanzhang beckoned with his finger, "A little closer."
Yu Xuanwei glanced at the wine jar beside the wickedly handsome young man, her delicate body trembling as she slowly paced forward.
Tang Yanzhang said, "Closer."
Yu Xuanwei’s breathing nearly stopped, she lowered her head, walking slowly until she was near Tang Yanzhang, and then saw the wicked young man extend his hand.
Yu Xuanwei closed her eyes.
But then, she felt a coolness between her brows.
Surprised, she opened her eyes, only to see Tang Yanzhang’s finger pointing at her forehead.
"Ancestor?"
"Don’t move."
About two hours later, Yu Xuanwei suddenly heard a low laugh, she looked up in astonishment, only to meet the spirited gaze of the young man.
Tang Yanzhang said, "You’re that boy’s Dao companion, right?"
Yu Xuanwei: ...
Tang Yanzhang said oddly, "You’re not?"
Yu Xuanwei: ...
Tang Yanzhang looked at An Li in the distance, said strangely, "She is?"
Yu Xuanwei said, "Ancestor, she just once was..."


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