Xianxia: My Junior sisters are Weird!
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My Junior Sisters Are Freaks – Chapter 162

At this moment, Antoine had revealed his true form. He looked like a stone turtle covered in lava, and there seemed to be something under his shell.

Su Xing kicked Antoine, and his rather large body appeared.

A long sword similar to Antoine's skin color and a red-red bead immediately appeared in front of him, hanging in midair.

"The sword and the beads?"

Su Xing held it in his hand, and a warm aura spread through his palm.

Could this be the treasure that the demon lord dropped and left behind?

Then, he activated his purple demon eyes and looked again, but he still could not see anything. Since he could not see the details of the two, Su Xing thought for a moment and put them into the system storage room.

"Finally done!"

Su Xing turned his gaze around and sighed turbidly.

After confirming that there were no abnormalities in the surroundings, he stuffed Antoine's corpse into the system backpack, lit the ruins with fire, and then turned around to leave.

This place had been transformed by the demon race into a demon ghost land. Let the Great Fire purify the sins that have been committed here!

Su Xing sighed and his figure flew into the sky.

In the next moment.

In the depths of the various sects, the ancestors who were in seclusion all opened their eyes.

On the edge of the cliff in the Mysterious Heavenly Sword Sect, the four skinny figures sitting on the ground suddenly opened their eyes as well. Their eyes were filled with doubt.

One of the really old men who seemed to have turned into a withered tree muttered to himself.

"After waiting for a thousand years, the legendary Fate Son that surpassed shackles finally appeared!"

"I hope this time, he'll make it."

"Son of Time and Destiny!"

A moment later, a beautiful figure landed on the edge of the cliff.

"Four ancestors, why are you in such a hurry to find me? Did something happen to the seal?"

Bai Xueling inspected the seal and suddenly showed a puzzled expression. However, the seal at the bottom of the cliff was fine!

"Little Ling’er," said an elder in a hoarse voice.

"Little Ling’er, the seal is temporarily fine due to the suppression of the immortal array. We've asked you to come here for another reason."

"Please speak, Elder!"

"The Son of Destiny of the Eastern Wastelands has appeared …"

Hearing this, Bai Xueling's beautiful eyes suddenly shrank.

…

At the same time.

In a thatched hut behind the mountain of the Clear Water Sect. An old woman who was resting under a tree suddenly narrowed her eyes and hurriedly shouted.

"Someone!"

When his voice fell.

Whooshing sound! Whooshing sound! Whooshing sound!

Several figures quickly appeared and stood respectfully in front of the old ancestor.

"Let the order go down."

"Please give the order, ancestor!"

"The Son of Destiny has appeared. From today onwards, our Clear Water Sect will do its best to find the Son of Fate and give him all the conveniences he needs."

These people were all cultivators with white hair, but they could not help but lower their posture in front of the old woman respectfully.

This person was the ancestor of the Clear Water Sect, and he was also a cultivator of the most senior generation of the Clear Water Sect.

"Our ancestor, who is this Son of Destiny? Where do we go to find him?"

The old ancestor was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a moment, he said.

"The Son of Fate has gathered all the fates of the Eastern Wastelands into one body. He must have an outstanding appearance. His cultivation had broken through the shackles, and he could easily be called a promising young man."

Hearing these words, everyone was stunned for a moment.

Outstanding appearance? What an incredible cultivation? Where can they find such a person?

"…"

All the old factions that had existed for a thousand years immediately received messages from their ancestors.

It was as if they had suppressed the greatest barrier and all the major factions began to take action one after another, joining in this quest for the Son of Fate.

There were even countless rumors spreading.

These questions spread far and wide, and their versions are all different.

For a time, it became the topic of everyone's conversation after dinner, while they rejected the progress of the demon race.

…

A thousand miles away, in the palace of the underground demon race, Chen Youliang, the son of the demon saint, opened his eyes, which looked like he had been dipped in blood, and a strange red light flickered in the darkness.

"Oh! The first test subject is dead. Fascinating."

"Recently, the forces of the Eastern Wastelands are starting to fight back, so we should keep a low profile for a while."

In the dark room, a figure walked out from behind.

"Your Majesty, do you want me to go to Green Mountain City to take a look?"

"The demon king was killed by someone. I think there must be something suspicious going on."

Chen Youliang stood up slowly, a strange smile on his face.

"No need for that. Dead things are of no value after they die. The ritual of sacrifice elsewhere should begin as soon as possible. Just hang. Half a month later, we'll launch a large-scale counterattack."

The figure responded and retreated into the darkness.

"East Land of Trash? Hehe, it's just a small place."

Chen Youliang walked into the secret room behind the scenes with a cold smile. When he saw the kind-looking Mo Shenghong, the smile on his face became wider.

"Old thief Mo, how are you!"

Ever since he absorbed too many Human Emperor lineages and nearly caused Mo Shenghong's death, he had long since not entered this secret room.

He had asked his subordinates to use so many spirit herbs to help Mo Shenghong recuperate until now. It was time to ask for something in return.

"Hi!"

Upon seeing the person who had come, Mo Shenghong's face instantly turned cold.

"Chen Youliang, you're finally here!"

"Are you planning to approach me this time?"

"Senior! Yang’er is already fat. At least you should come and see it."

"You…"

Comparing him to a savage beast, when Mo Shenghong heard such insulting words, his slightly pale face was immediately filled with anger.

A scholar can be killed but not humiliated. Even though he had been reduced to a prisoner, he was not someone who would let others humiliate him.

Looking at Mo Shenghong's face that was full of determination to die, Chen Youliang smiled sinisterly.

"It's not easy to want to die. You should be grateful that I sent you to reunite with your son in the afterlife. Keke!"

"You may not know yet. Your first prince has been killed by Mo Yuanqing."

"Brother betrays father, and sister kills brother. Don't you think that's very interesting?"

Chen Youliang's words were like bolts of blue, exploding in Mo Shenghong's heart.

During his imprisonment, Mo Shenghong had thought a lot and thought about many things. Now, he no longer hated Moo Wudao. All he has is guilt.

When he suddenly heard this strange news, he was dumbfounded.

Seeing his expression, Chen Youliang laughed happily again.

"Haha, I suddenly changed my mind."

"I'll give you one day to digest this news. I'll be back tonight."

This is the best way to kill someone, slowly.

Mo Shenghong stood there in a daze. He was not even aware of when Chen Youliang left.******* came from an empty secret room.

…

The fire spread quickly.

A flame soared into the sky, illuminating the entire sky!

The dark clouds in the sky disappeared little by little until they completely disappeared. The dark clouds above Green Mountain City spread out, revealing a new moon, a bright moonlight shining down.

A figure gradually walked further and further away.

Tonight is destined to be a restless night.

An outbreak of the demon race is taking place throughout the Eastern Wastelands tonight. Under the cover of a gloomy night, it was a scene of chaos and carnage!

Although not many people knew that Su Xing had killed the demon lord Antoine, it was like lighting a wick ready to fire. What was missing was the fire in the human hearts of the Eastern Wastelands that had been suppressed all along.

All the major powers of the Eastern Wastelands, as well as every kingdom and empire, and even every cultivator started fighting demons under the leadership of generals.

There is a saying that when things reach their limits, they will rebel. Under the suppression of the demon race for a long time, the cultivators of the Eastern continent were completely awakened.

The Mysterious Heavenly Sword Sect, who originally found it difficult to support themselves, also had the support of all parties.

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