Chapter 1716 - 310:

"Alright, I've remembered. So, what's the price?"

"Price?"

"Do you think I would take revenge for you without any benefit?"

"The Wenqing Sword Manual?"

"I don't practice swordsmanship."

"The Wenqing Mental Techniques?"

"I'm not lacking any mental techniques."

"Health Secret Tomes?"

"Got plenty at home."

The two sides haggled while still fighting.

Tan Wenbin had two more gashes on his body, and a small hole was pierced into his back. The Daoist's ribs were broken, and blood flowed incessantly from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose.

"Just now, you revealed the Dragon King's Court, what could I possibly have to impress you?"

"Actually, we aren't as well off as you think, mainly because you have nothing valuable."

"Forget it, let me take a breath, seek some dignity, don't follow up and interrupt!"

"Alright."

This time, when the Daoist retreated, Tan Wenbin did not follow.

The Daoist, with his tattered Daoist robe and covered in blood, held the broken Peach Wood Sword upright before him:

"Shen Liuyun, traitor of the Wenqing Temple's 'Liu' generation. Please honor your esteemed name!"

"Tan Wenbin, from the bow of the Dragon King's Court!"

In the next moment, the Daoist's body faintly shimmered, and the view behind him twisted. Then, the Peach Wood Sword in his hand ignited with white flames.

Seeing this, Lin Shuyou thought the opponent was about to fight desperately and was about to step forward to intervene, when Li Zhiyuan's voice came to him:

"Don't move."

Lin Shuyou immediately halted.

Tan Wenbin was also momentarily stunned, then shouted: "You..."

And stabbed out with his sword.

Others became weaker toward the end of a fight, but this Daoist's sword was astonishingly fast, like a waterfall pouring down, rushing forth.

Tan Wenbin dodged as best as he could, yet this sword still pressed against a point on his body.

Just when Tan Wenbin thought another hole would be left on his body, a warm current surged in.

Meanwhile, Tan Wenbin's fist struck the Daoist's chest.

The Daoist's body flew out, crashing heavily into the wall behind and slowly slid down, leaving a blot of blood.

Tan Wenbin: "What do you mean by this?"

Daoist Liu Yun: "You probably weren't on the Righteous Path before, harboring yin spirits for too long, leading to physical depletion. My sword burned my essence, striking your kidney point to replenish a kidney energy, wishing you to have children soon."

Tan Wenbin: "How can I refuse this kindness, seems like I can't refuse to take revenge for you anymore."

The Daoist smiled, finally finding something to move the other party.

Tan Wenbin approached the Daoist, reaching out to lower his eyelid, asked:

"You really have no disciple or illegitimate child? Dare to bet I won't eradicate them all?"

The Daoist just looked at him intently.

Clearly, he had, but wouldn't tell.

"Alright, alright, I'll kill that temple master for revenge, you can go in peace."

The Daoist's eyelids dropped, life extinguished.

Tan Wenbin bowed his head, lit a cigarette, and took a puff.

Over there, Lin Shuyou felt he also needed a post-event cigarette.

"Brother Bin, Brother Bin, give me one, give me one..."

Tan Wenbin glanced at him and said:

"It's not that I'm unwilling to give you as an elder brother, but I'm afraid if I give you one, the Three-eyed will smell the smoke and start nagging again."

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Run Sheng had completely suppressed the zombie, sitting on it, continuously hacking with the Yellow River Shovel, and punching it.

The corpse energy on the zombie had already largely dissipated, and its body was gradually softening.

Run Sheng's body also had many wounds, with copious amounts of corpse poison having deeply invaded, but Run Sheng didn't mind, instead feeling warm and comfortable.

The zombie underneath showed an expectation of release in its eyes.

Defeated.

No longer needing to endure daily torment, each River Walker excursion just for a moment of rest after the waves.

He escaped from the Orphanage, met his leader, who brought him a normal life and taught him to enter the Xuanmen. Alas, he was dull, unable to learn his leader's Array, only mastering a few simple skills.

But when the leader enlightened, she still accepted his bow, guiding him to walk the River.

The leader said, sharing the merit from River Walking, he would become smarter.

Unfortunately, he remained dull. In that wave, he almost died, saved by his leader, though he survived, he turned into a zombie.

He suffered greatly, always longing for release, but he couldn't bear to leave his leader, who in his eyes was a sister, his only kin.

Now, finally, there was a justified way to end it all.

"Orphan... Qiu Lang... May I ask for your honorable name!"

Run Sheng paused for a moment and replied:

"Orphan, Run Sheng."

A hint of softness appeared in the zombie's eyes:

"Help... help me clean up... I won't... I won't be a zombie anymore."

Run Sheng nodded. Once the other was completely dead and the body had completely softened, he opened his mouth, biting into its neck.

Clean it up,

eat it into the stomach, the cleanest!

On the first page of the wordless book, the image of a woman was almost complete.

This meant that the woman was about to completely leave her body and enter oblivion.

"Zhangye Qiu Family... Qiu Huaiyu... your honorable name, please."

"Dragon King Sect heir, Li Zhiyuan."

"Surname... Li?"

"Yes."

"No wonder..."

Previously, the woman was contemplating how she would explain to her ancestor in the afterlife:

This Qin family's River Walker was no longer walking the river alone but had formed a team, and could not be so easily schemed against, but was instead more adept at scheming others.

"In your array... there's Feng Shui... Feng Shui setup... how was that achieved..."

The previous question was about identity; this time, she asked, in the name of an Array Master, for advice.

"Liu's Qi Observation Technique."

The woman, who was supposed to disperse, stubbornly took another breath because of this answer.

The evil book on the first page of the wordless book was already planning to cover the pot, finding that it hadn't finished going in.

"Liu's... Qi Observation Technique?"

"Yes, I am also a Dragon King Liu inheritor."

In an instant, Qiu Huaiyu felt that all her dissatisfaction, confusion, anger, and relief today, all sorts of emotions, were elevated.

Death, too, looks at significance.

After all, it's the River Walkers of two Dragon King inheritances who killed me!

She felt that she died more meaningfully than her ancestor, and more dignifiedly.

"North of Yumen Pass... Black Tiger Hill... Blood Sea... Ritual... Porcelain..."

This was originally a return for a request from above, the woman told Li Zhiyuan the location of the Blood Sea porcelain's discovery.

Li Zhiyuan nodded.

The woman's soul was completely extracted, and she died.

The woman's body fell limply, like a pile of shattered porcelain wrapped in clothes.

Li Zhiyuan picked up the wordless book, turned to the first page, where the evil book was dancing around the pot.

When the figure that the evil book transformed into jumped to the right side of the pot, Li Zhiyuan quickly folded this half sheet of paper, simultaneously forming a seal, pressing a seal down, ensuring that the evil book, although sharing a page with the pot, could never reach it again.

The evil book: "..."

After doing all this, Li Zhiyuan put away the book, stood up, looked around, and said:

"Clean up the scene."

...

Tan Wenbin, after leaving the Zhao Mansion, first drew the array preparation diagram for the old mansion outside Zhao Family Mountain and handed it to the Liang Sisters, instructing them to go into the mountain now.

And he warned them, in case of an accident and being discovered by the people inside, they could sacrifice the new bride's life to save themselves.

After doing all this, Tan Wenbin took out the big cell phone, trying to dial the number of the person with the surname Li, and when dialing, he actually didn't hope it would connect.

At this time, the person with the surname Li should be inconvenient to answer the phone, busy with setups, or the phone is affected by arrays and cannot be connected.

However, the phone was quickly connected.

"Hello, it's me."

"The one with the surname Li, I'm done on my side. Have you chosen the fishing spot over there? When will the fishing start..."

"Already finished."

"...I'll rush over immediately, I should make it in time to help you, huh? Say that again?"

"It's over."

Zhao Yi swallowed, placed the big cell phone on the coffee table in front of him, stood up, took a deep breath, and tensed up.

Li Zhiyuan hung up the phone.

Zhao Yi almost roared:

"Li, are you even human!"

---

At the beginning of the month, I said I wouldn't ask for monthly votes if I didn't write a chapter of 20,000 words. I've been trying to explode every day, but writing more on the basis of 10,000 words is quite difficult. Today, I finally managed.

19,000 words, not up to 20,000, because I tried before and found that the maximum per chapter on Qidian is 20,000 words. It's impossible to hit the story point at exactly 20,000 words, so this chapter will count as a big chapter of 20,000 words.

Lastly, please vote for me!