"Yanqi said that your family has a lot of money and people are stupid, which is the primary goal of robbing the family in the East Wilderness." Yu Shuiqing said honestly, "So, I have a shortage of medicinal materials, so I went to your house to ask for it. It seems that Yanqi's words are unbelievable. I accidentally kicked the iron plate. Yanqi, you can't deceive an honest person like this."

Chu Yanqi was about to cry. If it weren't for the Cangyu Dynasty, if he didn't know that Sang Changfeng was the king of great success, he now believed that Cangwu City was the representative of Qianduo and stupid people, and was suitable for the primary goal of robbing families.

"Yanqi, don't look at me like this." Yu Shuiqing was a little helpless. Every time he saw Chu Yanqi's appearance, he had no choice.

"I'm not satisfied with your words. When I was a child, I wanted to throw you into the toilet and drown you." Yu Shuiqing said.

"Why?" Chu Yanqi finally got angry and couldn't help but stand up, walked up to him, and said, "What's wrong with me?"

"I don't know who the fairy Gushe was messing with, so I made me wear a ready-made cuckold. I saw you, a child made by some unknown man, that it was not easy for me to raise you so old." Yu Shuiqing said, and couldn't help but look at Sang Changfeng.

Sang Changfeng was furious. The anger he suppressed finally couldn't help but emerge. He immediately rushed towards Yu Shuiqing with a flash of fire.

The Red Painting Ancestor was discussing some details with Wuji and others. Seeing this, he pointed his finger and a faint silver light flashed, blocking Sang Changfeng's flames and said, "Lord Sang City, don't be angry, wait for us to negotiate the matter, it's not too late to take action."

"Hmph!" Sang Changfeng snorted coldly.

Chu Yanqi gave a wink at Mr. Cang. Mr. Cang understood and immediately sent a message to Sang Changfeng: "Don't be impatient, please let Mr. Chu ask the whereabouts of Fairy Gushe."

Sang Changfeng heard him say this and then sat down on the chair. He was really angry after finally reassuring, but Yu Shuiqing had to tease him again and again.

"Where is my mother?" Chu Yanqi asked.

"You ask me, how can I know?" Yu Shuiqing shook her head and said.

Chu Yanqi pulled his sleeve and looked at him pitifully. Sure enough, Yu Shuiqing moved away with guilt as soon as she touched his gaze.

"Father!" Chu Yanqi shouted in a low voice.

"Uh?" Yu Shuiqing was stunned. Last time he ran to find Chu Yanqi for the Nine-Turn Life-Extension Golden Pill. The two of them completely turned against each other. Today, Chu Yanqi was just a turn to cooperate with them, regardless of anything else, but - when he called him "father", Yu Shuiqing felt that he was soft-hearted.

So, he looked at the Red Robe Ancestor with help.

The old ancestor of the red robe was wearing a mask, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

"Forget it, I'll help you take down Tiantai Mountain and let Zhuo Changqing be the real person in charge of the sect. How can you see?" The Red-robed Ancestor asked Chu Yanqi for his meaning.

"Didn't you have a good relationship with Zhuo Jue?" Chu Yanqi asked suspiciously.

"We don't know Zhuo Jue." said the Red Painting Ancestor.

"Since you don't know Zhuo Jue, why do you have to save him?" Chu Yanqi asked in confusion.

"Our target at that time was not Lord Sang City, Master Chu, you should know." The Red Robe Ancestor said bluntly.

"Oh?" Chu Yanqi thought about it and realized in an instant that their target at that time should be Chi Mo, but by chance, Sang Changfeng and Zhuo Jue fought in the Poison Fire Bird Pool, so the Red Robe Ancestor had a moment of intention and remembered to sneak attack Sang Changfeng.

"Zhuo Jue's cultivation is slightly worse than that of City Lord Sang. Specifically, he is not even a true king of great success and has not completely broken through the shackles of the Holy Spirit Period, so he is not in the same realm as us." The old ancestor of the Red Robe said, "Yanqi - in fact, Zhuo Jue has other uses. Do you want to try it?"

"What?" Chu Yanqi asked in a daze.

The old ancestor of the red robe smiled and asked, "The biggest advantage of Xuan Ji's Dragon Crafting Art is that it can devour others' qi."

"How do you know?" Chu Yanqi asked almost instinctively. Fairy Yuying said that although she got the secret of Xuan Ji's Dragon Riding Art, she could not practice it because she didn't know how to look for the dragon technique and couldn't find the dragon vein, everything would be useless.

"I have seen Xuan Ji Dragon Riding Art, but I don't know how to use it either." said the old ancestor of the Red Rou, "But I have seen what you use, but I am also a god-cultivating technique, so I naturally understand it at first sight."

"Yes, you have high cultivation!" Chu Yanqi said angrily, "You have high cultivation, so there is no need to cause trouble for me, a person who cannot enlighten me?"

"Okay, what happened back then was indeed mine." said the old ancestor of Hongpao, "So, I will capture Zhuo Jue and apologize to you. From now on, we will turn war into jade?"

"I just want Tiantai Mountain. As for Zhuo Jue, you can do it." Chu Yanqi shook his head and said, "For the sake of Zhuo Changqing being whipped, his ancestor, I can't do too much."

"Uh..." The old ancestor of the red robe was stunned and suddenly asked, "Don't you know?"

"What?" Chu Yanqi asked in confusion, "What do I know?" He said, but turned around and looked at Mr. Cang.

"Zhuo Jue killed Zhuo Junru, and supported Zhuo Changqing's uncle Zhuo Jun and took over the position of the real person in the Tiantai Mountain Master." Mr. Cang said, "Zhuo Changqing was injured and hid in the secret room of the Cangyu Dynasty to heal his wounds."

Chu Yanqi was stunned. Zhuo Changqing was really a tragic character. He was caught by Thirteen and locked up in a dungeon, wearing a ragged prison cloak. He was arrogant and had the habit of a disciple of a noble family, bullying the weak and fearing the strong - let Thirteen beat the board and beat him to obey. In the end, Zhuo Junru took the spirit stone medicinal materials and redeemed him.

However, after entering the Fusang Secret Realm, he fell into the hands of the Queen of Fusang. If Thirteen had not left his slave blood contract on them, it would have been absolutely not easy for him to leave the Fusang Secret Realm in his life. However, for Zhuo Changqing, the matter in the Fusang Secret Realm was a blessing in disguise, and he easily entered the Infant Spirit Stage.

Chu Yanqi originally thought that as long as he didn't cause trouble for him, Zhuo Junru would not want a son like him. After all, he was already in the Infant Spirit Cultivation stage and his future was limitless.

Even if he wiped out his slave blood contract, he would have a great chance to take charge of Tiantai Mountain in the future, but he never expected that Zhuo Junru would actually ask Zhuo Jue to kill him. He was so arrogant. Zhuo Jue took the wrong medicine. Zhuo Junru must be his direct descendant?
Chapter completed!