The Yun Family’s Ninth Child is an Imp!

Yun chujiu smiled and shook her head:

“Master, if I leave like this, the LAN family will definitely vent their anger on the nameless sword sect. Moreover, I can take this opportunity to go to the Chongxiao continent to inquire about my parents.

Moreover, you have to believe me. It might not be someone who is unlucky!”

When Master Ouyang thought of this fellow’s evil schemes, the worry in his heart immediately dissipated a lot. Indeed, it might not be someone who was unlucky!

“Master, I Had a dream last night. Grandmaster taught me a few more moves. I’ll demonstrate them to you now.”

Hei Xinjiu said as she demonstrated the half set of sword techniques she had learned on the stone wall to Master Ouyang.

Master Ouyang stood up in shock, his face dumbfounded. With his eyesight, he could naturally see the profundity of this sword technique.

This sword technique was much more advanced than the nameless sword technique he was practicing now!

While Master Ouyang was still in shock, Yun Chujiu took out a few pieces of paper and drew the diagrams of these sword techniques one by one. After thinking for a while, she drew a copy of the modified Big Dipper Sword Formation and handed it to Master Ouyang.

“Master, Patriarch told me all this in my dream. He probably knows that I’m leaving the nameless sword sect, so he taught me everything last night,”Yun Chujiu said with a smile.

Master Ouyang looked at the diagram in his hand, trembling. He knew that these things could ensure the safety of the nameless sword sect for several years.

He couldn’t help but sigh. The best decision he had made in his life was to take in such a disciple.

While he was thinking, Yun Chujiu took out a few big buckets and said, “Master, well, I’ll treat these little things as my gift to You!”

Hei Xinjiu ran away as soon as she finished speaking.

Master Ouyang looked down and saw that the buckets were filled with… carefree fish.

Master Ouyang recalled the carefree fish case and immediately shouted, “Evil disciple! Come Back!”

Hei Xinjiu had already gone to bid farewell to her acquaintances. Elder duanmu, elder Dongfang, elder Gu, Hall Master Zhuge, Zhao Hui, Li Zhuangzhi..

In the end, this fellow hopped into elder Wan’s courtyard. “Elder Wan, I’m leaving. Don’t you have anything to say?”

Elder Wan had hardly left his house these days, and Wan Pengcheng rarely showed his face.

Even so, elder Wan was still very well-informed. He knew that Yun Chujiu was going to the LAN family in the Chongxiao continent.

He could not help but smile bitterly. He had wanted to kill her, but in the end, he had ended up in this state, while she had ascended to the heavens in one step.

Now that he saw Yun chujiu coming, he thought that Yun Chujiu was here to show off. He sneered and said, “You are here to take revenge, right? The winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit. You can do whatever you want with him.”

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The previous Wan Qingbo was a fake from the Divine Devil Hall. The Real Wan Qingbo should have died long ago.

“In addition, that fake Wan Qingbo has already been killed by me. I will take revenge for you.”

Yun chujiu turned to leave after saying that. Elder Wan was stunned for a moment and shouted, “You… why did you tell me all this? Why did you do this?”

If Yun Chujiu did not tell him, he would be troubled by this inner demon for the rest of his life. Shouldn’t she hate him?

Yun chujiu stopped in her tracks, turned around, and said indifferently, “Elder Wan, it’s true that we have personal grudges, but you and I are both members of the nameless sword sect.”

Yun chujiu only said this before turning around and leaving.