762 Meeting Shi Changsheng Again, Tang Qianluo Fainting from Anger (1)
“If I can’t find you, I’ll slaughter your Sima Grotto-Heaven!” Tang Qianluo’s voice echoed in the air like a thunderclap.
Zheng Chengan, who was originally fleeing, suddenly stopped.
Ji Lutian also stopped and looked at Zheng Chengan. “Brother Zheng!”
“Old Ji, I’m not running anymore,” Zheng Chengan said slowly. “In the Xu Ling Grotto-Heaven, we can’t defeat Tang Qianluo. Now that we’re out of the Xu Ling Grotto-Heaven, the outcome is uncertain.”
“He’s not alone!” Ji Lutian said solemnly.
Although they had left the Xu Ling Grotto-Heaven, Tang Qianluo had already chased after them before they could get far away. The other Grotto-Heaven experts of the Xu Ling Grotto-Heaven were definitely close behind.
The two of them had been injured and had yet to fully recover. It would have been fine if they faced Tang Qianluo alone, but even the two of them couldn’t withstand the swarm of Grotto-Heaven experts from the Xu Ling Grotto-Heaven.
“If we really can’t defeat them, then we’ll run away!” Zheng Chengan said shamelessly. “Even if we run away, we must escape with style!”
Ji Lutian: “…”
Escaping is escaping. What style is there to speak of?
At this moment, a ray of light shot over from the Endless Sea below.
“Who is it?!” Zheng Chengan subconsciously reached out to take it, and a saber appeared in his hand.
He was slightly startled when he heard a voice. “You don’t have a weapon to fight Tang Qianluo. I’ll lend you this saber.”
A head appeared in the water of the Endless Sea and quickly disappeared again.
Even with their cultivation, they couldn’t sense Zhou Shu’s aura.
Zheng Chengan held the saber in his hand, speechless.
He used a sword.
But this saber was a connate divine weapon. It was better than nothing.
He held the Ming Hong Saber and circulated his spiritual essence. The Ming Hong Saber trembled slightly, and a light flickered on it.
Ji Lutian sighed. With a flip of his wrist, the Demon Subduing Pagoda appeared in his hand.
When Ji Lutian, Zheng Chengan, Tang Qianluo, and the Grotto-Heaven experts of the Xu Ling Grotto-Heaven fought, Zhou Shu was already a hundred kilometers away.
He had no intention of staying behind to watch them determine the victor. There was no need to watch at all. Ji Lutian and Zheng Chengan would definitely lose unless the Sima Grotto-Heaven’s reinforcements arrived.
Zhou Shu didn’t want to stay at the scene. What if he was discovered?
He had gained enough. There was no need to stay and take the risk.
In any case, no one knew that he had done it. Even though Lutian knew, he might not tell anyone. Even if he did, no one might believe him.
From now on, Zhou Shu, Tang Wu, and Tang Shiyi would disappear from the world, and he wouldn’t appear in front of the world for a while.
If anyone investigated, they would probably deem that they had died at the hands of Ji Lutian and Zheng Chengan.
With Zheng Chengan’s personality, he would never explain it to Tang Qianluo. As for Ji Lutian, if he wanted to say anything, he would have said it in the Xu Ling Grotto-Heaven.
Since he didn’t say it at the time, the possibility of saying it later was very low.
Moreover, with Tang Qianluo’s domineering style, he wouldn’t give Ji Lutian and Zheng Cheng’an a chance to explain. It would be lucky if they didn’t fight to the death.
But none of this was important to Zhou Shu.
He only wanted to hide and forge a batch of connate divine weapons before distributing them to workers.
Without sufficient strength, he wasn’t even prepared to show his face.
In any case, with the strength of the grotto-heavens, it was probably impossible for the demonic beasts of the Demon Realm to wreak havoc.
In addition, if he appeared now, the Xu Ling Grotto-Heaven wouldn’t let this matter rest.
Before hiding, Zhou Shu had another thing to do—find Xiaoyu’er!
If he wasn’t sure about Xiaoyu’er’s life or death, he couldn’t feel at ease.
Based on Tang Wu’s explanation, although Xiaoyu’er might have been saved by Shi Changsheng, he had to see her with his own eyes to be at ease.
Zhou Shu restrained his aura and swam in the Endless Sea for more than two hours before returning to land and transforming into an ordinary person. He once again used his divine ability Unstoppable For a Thousand Miles and flew toward the place where Tang Wu and Xiaoyu’er had fought.
This part of the Ten Nations Continent belonged to Great Qin, and there was not a single city within a hundred kilometers.
The ground was covered in shattered rubble, and traces of the battle that took place here not long ago could be seen.
Zhou Shu was about to search for clues when he suddenly frowned.
“Shi Changsheng!” Zhou Shu shouted.
Swish!
The rubble parted, and an inconspicuous gray sword appeared in the air.
The sword flashed, and an illusory Daoist-robed figure appeared in the air. Who else could it be but Shi Changsheng?
“You indeed came! I didn’t wait for so many days in vain.” Shi Changsheng fumed and glared.
“Were you waiting for me?” Zhou Shu looked at Shi Changsheng and went straight to the point. “Where is Xiaoyu’er?”
“How dare you ask me!” Shi Changsheng glowered at him. “You did the dirty on me!
“You used my name to mess around in the Demon Realm. Do you know that there are a few difficult fellows in the Demon Realm? They’re all looking for me now!”
“You’re already dead. Where can they find you? What are you afraid of?” Zhou Shu said.
Shi Changsheng rolled his eyes. “Don’t think I’ll let you go just because you said that. This isn’t over between us! Unless you compensate me!”
