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The Sect Leader Has Taken in a New Female Disciple-Chapter 931 - 293: Damn It, Damn It, Truly Damn It!
Fortunately, Lu Yaoyao had almost completely recovered, and she quietly took out an album, frowning as she looked at it.
On it was a weathered middle-aged man holding a broken sword, continuously battling various Demon Emperors.
And in one corner, there was a shivering little girl curled up.
She wanted to follow her memories and find some traces that could match the Spirit Severing Realm, but unfortunately, she found nothing.
Perhaps because of her arrival, she had unconsciously changed many predetermined paths.
The reason her father agreed to that smiling tiger was entirely because of her.
But what if she hadn't been there? Would there have been different choices and developments?
Thinking of this, she looked up again at that figure with furrowed brows, filled with self-blame.
As if sensing Lu Yaoyao's gaze, Zhou Qing slightly turned his head, revealing a smile.
"Don't worry, I'm here!" Zhou Qing transmitted his voice.
Lu Yaoyao's eyes reddened, and she nodded vigorously.
"If it's truly a life-and-death situation, this time you really can't leave me behind!"
Lu Yaoyao said to herself, the fear and anxiety in her eyes gradually dissipating, replaced by a sense of calm.
[Today's post is refreshing...]
[A new post has been stored in the Strange Records, please check it promptly.]
Just as Zhou Qing was frowning, a familiar notification sound suddenly rang in his mind.
This made him stunned for a moment, then he was immediately overjoyed.
Random Sticker, Random Sticker, you are really too random.
Without hesitation, Zhou Qing immediately directed his Divine Sense towards the Strange Records.
Soon, a clay-yellow sticker quietly embedded itself within.
[Bad Luck Sticker: Can be embedded in the body of another, causing the afflicted to suffer a bloody catastrophe, at best severely injured or disabled, at worst dead, effective for three days!]
[Note: This sticker's power is ten times that of the Bad Luck Sticker, use with extreme caution! The Heavenly Dao has cycles, and the caster may have to bear a corresponding karma.]
Seeing the newly refreshed post, Zhou Qing read the related description carefully again, then cried tears of joy.
Being on the brink of death, how could he worry about the corresponding karma?
The Bad Luck Sticker, ten times more potent than the Bad Luck Sticker, damn it, if I don't use it on Yan Sen or something, it would be a disservice to this sticker.
Anyway, I must let you taste the flavor of a bloody disaster.
After all, once we enter the Kunpeng Palace, we will be forcibly expelled within five days.
Three days, that's enough!
"We're here!" At this moment, Yan Sen slowly turned his head, a sinister gleam flashing in his triangular eyes.
Zhou Qing and Lu Yaoyao had just risen to their feet, not yet seeing the full view of the island below, when the flying ship suddenly turned into black mist and dispersed.
An invisible mighty force seized them, dragging them rapidly downward.
When their feet touched the ground, a piercing chill spread from the soles of their feet.
The two stood under the six-color column of light soaring into the sky; in the dazzling light, countless runes seemed to writhe like serpents.
In front of the light column, an elderly man in a cloak stood with his back to them, his half-blue-gray face covered with web-like lines.
His withered fingers were continuously tapping on the Array, emitting crisp sounds of metal striking stone.
Yan Weiyi suddenly turned around, his blurred gaze sweeping over Zhou Qing and Lu Yaoyao, and he snorted coldly, "A Divinity Transformation Realm, a Nascent Soul Realm, are these the people you said could undo the Restriction?"
His calloused hand banged heavily on the Array, causing the air to hum, "Is it their cultivation that's sufficient, or is it the Array Master's grade? This is ridiculous."
Yan Sen, however, calmly clapped his hands and laughed, "Uncle Eight, different trades have their own experts, sometimes a small force can overturn a great burden."
Yan Weiyi irritably waved his hand, his sallow skin twitching a few times, "Let them have a try."
Yan Sen then cast a half-smile towards Zhou Qing.
Zhou Qing suddenly straightened his back, clearly stating, "I can't open it!"
"Boom!"
A terrifying pressure poured down like a tidal wave. Zhou Qing felt as if a thousand mountains were pressing down on his head, and his knees "cracked" as he knelt.
The bone in his right leg cracked under the pressure, but fortunately, a flash of golden light healed it again.
Lu Yaoyao cried out and lunged forward, but was knocked back by an invisible barrier.
"Are you playing with me?" Yan Sen approached slowly, the air groaning under unbearable strain, the ground cracking with every step he took.
"I can't break this array, but I can enter it!" Zhou Qing ground his back teeth, blood trailing from the corners of his mouth.
The pressure suddenly dissipated, and Yan Sen's brows furrowed tightly, "What do you mean?"
Even Yan Weiyi beside them paused his actions, his cloudy eyes shifting slightly.
And Lu Yaoyao quickly ran to Zhou Qing's side, helping him up, her eyes full of worry.
Zhou Qing panted heavily, feeling as if his entire skeleton was about to fall apart.
Fortunately, the Demon-Suppressing Golden Bone continually aided his recovery.
Then he looked at the Six-Color Array and said, "According to Senior Shen, this array opens every thousand years, because it was opened last time, so the next opening would be a thousand years later."
"But if there were a way to alter its preset time runes, returning it to its original state, then I could find a way to take you inside!"
After hearing Zhou Qing's words, Yan Weiyi turned again to fix his gaze on the Six-Color Array.
His withered fingers unconsciously rubbed the edge of his cloak.
After a long pause, he spoke hoarsely, "This child is correct. During the days I've studied this array, I've also noticed this aspect."
Yan Sen whipped his head around, a fierce gleam flashing in his triangular eyes, "Why didn't you say this earlier!"
Zhou Qing straightened his back, his neck's veins twitching faintly under the pressure, yet he remained calm, "Living day-to-day, now even if you kill both of us, you still can't enter."







