Shocked! The Young Master's Petite Darling Is a Master of Mysteries-Chapter 435 A Bunch of Fakes

"Divine Master... Don’t misunderstand..." Two Dead Cultivators forced a smile more ugly than crying, their eyes ingratiatingly fixed on Xia Liang, "We, we were just passing by..."

The two Dead Cultivators stammered.

Xia Liang merely wore a chilly smile, "Passing by? Do I look like a fool to you?"

The knees of the two Dead Cultivators trembled, facing Xia Liang with every pore of their body screaming tension.

Xia Liang shifted sideways, standing nearby the tree hollow, preventing those two Dead Cultivators from sneaking back inside, but also on guard for any other Dead Cultivators emerging from within.

Not long after Xia Liang took his position by the tree hollow, someone else sprang out from inside.

Predictably, it was another fake Shu Dao Temple.

The impersonator continued to be captured by Xia Liang.

Five minutes later, another impostor surfaced.

...

Half an hour later, there was a circle of Shu Dao Temple squatting around the tree hollow.

Xia Mian and Xia Liang waited quite a while longer, until no one emerged from the tree hollow, before Xia Mian scrutinized the Dead Cultivators again.

Except for the first Shu Dao Temple impersonator, who was beaten by Xia Mian to the point of being unable to maintain his disguise, all those squatting on the ground wore the face of Shu Dao Temple.

Xia Mian rolled her eyes speechlessly, wondering if these Dead Cultivators had a screw loose?

How could they all collectively impersonate the same person?

At this moment, with a ring of Dead Cultivators squatting on the ground, they looked at each other in bewilderment.

Since a companion gained benefits in the Mystical World and sent the news back, everyone wanted to go to the Mystical World to cultivate.

However, previously, the passage between the Mystical World and the Mystic Sect was not open, and traveling between worlds required luck.

Now, the Goddess of the Divine Clan had opened a Two Realms Channel, and with skillful maneuvering, they could successfully reach the Mystical World to accelerate their cultivation!

They worked hard for this opportunity, finally catching the moment, and kidnapped someone closest to Xia Mian.

They collectively studied this person’s habits and demeanor, hoping to one day impersonate this person smoothly and "pass through."

Unexpectedly, the first impostor had just entered the channel when Xia Mian caught him.

"Where is he?" Xia Mian swung the Spiritual Power Whip in her hand, causing the air to warp slightly.

Among the ring of impostors, one person trembled and raised his hand, "I know..."

All the Dead Cultivators’ eyes instantly turned towards him.

Facing his companion’s deathly stare, this Dead Cultivator spoke with a sobbing tone, "The real one is locked in the Cultivator Cave’s dungeon."

Finally, Xia Mian received word about Shu Dao Temple, and a slight smile appeared on her lips, "Very well, take me there."

"If I take you, will you spare my life?" The other began negotiating.

Xia Mian slightly curved the corners of her lips, "You dare negotiate with me?"

Upon hearing Xia Mian’s words, other Dead Cultivators began offering, "I can take you there!"

As long as they led Xia Mian into the Cultivator Cave, it would be their territory, where they could escape and have more chances to survive.

Negotiating now with Xia Mian was pointless, as she would kill them without any reasoning.

The initially compromising Dead Cultivator quickly changed his attitude, "I will take the young mistress there now!"

Xia Mian lowered her gaze, scanning the squatting Dead Cultivators, then softly said to Xia Liang, "In half an hour, if we’re not out, kill every one of these scoundrels!"

Leaving these words behind, Xia Mian threw the previous Dead Cultivator back into the tree hollow.

As Xia Mian entered the tree hollow, the tree hollow gate slowly closed.

On the ground, those squatting Dead Cultivators had anxious faces; the young mistress of the Divine Clan was unreasonable!

The Cultivator Cave was large, taking half an hour to enter, not to mention going to the dungeon to find someone.

Finding someone within half an hour would be lucky enough, let alone getting out...

Their fate was practically sealed, with no suspense left.

Realizing eventual death, these Dead Cultivators suddenly found courage to fight to their last breath, standing up to battle the Divine Clan.

As they stood, Xia Liang cast a sideways glance, and they instantly cowered.

Xia Liang was notoriously fierce; fighting him would leave nothing but dust.

Though they quickly backed down, Xia Liang did not spare them for acknowledging defeat.

They had stood up. Were they challenging me?

Were they tired of living?

Xia Liang instantly ordered the Divine Clan Guards he brought to slaughter these Dead Cultivators!

After all, they were despicable creatures; he was ridding the world of evil!

Dead Cultivators were rampant in the Mystical World, valuing lives as nothing, but before the Divine Clan, they were helplessly beaten.

After destroying all the Dead Cultivators, Xia Liang wanted to enter the tree hollow to find Xia Mian.

But, despite the tree hollow only being covered by a piece of bark, no matter how Xia Liang attacked with full force, the door refused to open! 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Xia Liang’s eyes suddenly moved; the door won’t open. Could Xia Mian be in danger?

Xia Liang quickly felt restless.

But continuing to attack the tree risked destroying it and burying Xia Mian within...

While Xia Liang fretted, Xia Mian had already followed the Dead Cultivator down into the tree hollow.

The tree hollow was fitted with steps made of roots from top to bottom, making the descent fairly easy.

Except, the person ahead seemed impatient, moving quickly as if rushing to reincarnate.

Xia Mian squinted, instantly sensing something was amiss.

The next moment, she flicked her fingers, and Spiritual Power transformed into a rope, binding the rapidly moving Dead Cultivator securely.

Caught off guard, the Dead Cultivator was bound by the Spiritual Power Rope, stumbled, and rolled downward.

Xia Mian narrowed her eyes, gently moved her fingers, and the Spiritual Power Rope hung the Dead Cultivator upside down at the edge of the steps.

The tree hollow was full of intricately intertwined roots; Xia Mian stood on root steps, looking at the Dead Cultivator hanging upside down by the Spiritual Power Rope, a smile subtly curved her lips, "Trying to escape?"

The Dead Cultivator’s body was tightly bound, now hanging upside down with no leverage, his face flushed red, "Let me go!"

Xia Mian cheerfully replied, "Sure!"

She snapped her fingers, retracting the Spiritual Power Rope.

Caught off guard, the Dead Cultivator instantly lost balance, plummeting downward!

But as he fell, he quickly reacted, a layer of dark energy rapidly enveloping his entire body, supporting him.

"The young mistress of the Divine Clan is truly arrogant!" Safe, he floated before Xia Mian, his gaze coldly fixed on her.