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Chapter 572 Offering Fish 8

Let’s not talk about whether this Taoist Master Ci Zang is really kind and benevolent. Just looking at those so-called righteous monks, they are definitely not decent.

Lin Jiu still remembers those so-called elite disciples in the eight palaces vividly. It's not because they were so stunning, but the strong smell of blood and sin on them was so conspicuous that it frightened people.

The higher the cultivation level of these people, the more vigorous the blood and energy in their bodies, as if every improvement in their cultivation level was gained at the cost of countless blood and sins.

Even without Lin Jiu's special investigation, she could feel how disgusting the methods these people used to improve their cultivation were, otherwise the blood sin in them would not be so deep.

Since that experience, Lin Jiu almost never stepped out of the house. He stayed in his own sect all day long and rarely went out.

If she had not already built up the Xiaoyao Sect to a considerable size, and could not find a good place to go, and did not want to cause trouble, she would probably have wanted to find another place, away from this Gengchen Immortal Palace.

Because in her opinion, this Gengchen Immortal Palace was filled with evil from top to bottom, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

As for the famous ancestor of Gengchen Immortal Mansion, Lin Jiu also slowly figured out a general idea through clues bit by bit.

Just as she was recalling these things in her mind, Sima Jiao on the other side had slowly descended from the head of the black giant snake to the ground.

He stood there expressionlessly, and just casually flicked his sleeve, and like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, the masters of the eight palaces and others were once again shocked and sent flying, injuring them seriously.

Then, his lips, as thin as a cicada's wing, opened slightly, and in an extremely cold tone, he lightly uttered a word: "Get lost!"

It is said that Shi Qianlu was a special servant of the Sima family, and her ability to read people's expressions was unparalleled.

When he caught a glimpse of the impatience on Sima Jiao's face, he knew that Sima Jiao was already fed up with the scene before him.

So, Shi Qianlu hurriedly spoke, explained in concise and clear words, then bowed respectfully to Sima Jiao, and turned to leave with the masters of the eight palaces.

Their movements were swift and efficient, without any hesitation, as if they were afraid that staying any longer would anger Sima Jiao.

As they left, the hundreds of disciples who had been kneeling on the ground continued to kneel quietly there, not daring to move at all.

The whole scene was extremely quiet. Only the rustling sound of clothes rubbing against the ground and the sound of footsteps stepping on the ground seemed particularly clear in this extremely silent environment.

Although the sound was slight, it was like a heavy hammer at this moment, hitting everyone's heart again and again, making everyone's mood fluctuate with the sound.

Of course, this definitely does not include Lin Jiu.

At this moment, Lin Jiu’s only feeling was that her feet had completely lost all feeling!

That’s right, Lin Jiu’s feet had already become numb due to squatting for a long time.

She tried to move her feet slightly, but the numb and stiff feeling instantly spread throughout her body like an electric current, making her grimace.

Just as Lin Jiu was trying hard to adjust her balance, her feet suddenly went weak and she fell straight to the ground like a puppet without support.

With a muffled "bang", Lin Jiu sat on the ground in a daze, and for a moment he even forgot to get up.

Her gaze slowly fell on the pair of feet in front of her. The feet were as white as snow, tender and juicy, like jade carvings of works of art.

"So white! So tender!" Lin Jiu couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, completely forgetting that he was sitting on the ground in an awkward position.