Chapter 689: The Last Star Master Appears (1/2)

On this day.

An escape light flew out of the sky. A dragonboat of twinkling starlight landed at a restaurant on Jingyang Ridge.

In the light of the setting sun, three words on the sign “After Three Bowls, Do Not Cross The Ridge” were particularly eye-catching.

An elegant man walked out from the dragonboat. This man’s presence was introverted, his step steady. Beside him were several different young women wearing bamboo hats.

The waiter of the restaurant felt one of them was very familiar.

That woman was like a flower, like ice and snow. Her slim eyes were deep and vast, their light glittering like the stars, and she was quiet to the point she made him feel stifled, awed. Her eyebrows were like smoke, her lips red and her teeth white; she wore black marked clothing and a demonic lotus cloak. Her breasts were like clouds, her figure incomparably graceful. Those slender jade legs were clad in rare leather armor boots. Above all, that satiny black hair spilled past her butt, flowing like a suspended galaxy. She was like a fairy from a painting.

The woman was elegant and cold, just like a black lotus blossoming amongst those of pure white. Her nobility brimmed with rejection and alienation that made people unable to lift their gazes to admire her.

“This, this…” The waiter’s expression changed.

Without a doubt, this woman was none other than Wu Siyou, and the man beside her naturally Su Xing along with his other wives.

“Ehhhh, so this is Jingyang Ridge. So pretty.” Shi Yuan said in pleasant surprise.

“Yuan’er, be serious.” Wu Xinjie reminded her.

“First we go brink a bit of wine. Then we go up Jingyang Ridge.” Su Xing said to Wu Siyou. “Wifey, what do you feel?”

Wu Siyou nodded: “Your Concubine has not tasted Jingyang Ridge’s gaultheria.”1

Everyone came to Jingyang Ridge this time for no other purpose. They specifically went so that Wu Siyou could comprehend her Heavenly Book. Jingyang Ridge’s topography corresponded to metal, and it was also the first place that the Pilgrim gained her reputation.2 Naturally, this was the optimal place for Wu Siyou to enter Xuan Nü In A Dream.

Su Xing’s group entered the restaurant. This scale could not be described as small. Other than absentees Xi Yue, Chai Ling, and Gu Tong with Tangtang, Suwen, and Lianxin outside the Star Nest, the other wives were all at his side. Across the Star Duels, this was practically their most simultaneous adventure. If they counted allies like Zhao Hanyan and Gong Caiwei, then their formation was excessive to the extreme.

Other cultivators stared wide-eyed. The smarter people easily deduced his identity. None of them dared breathe. They merely buried their heads in wine, so as not to be noticed by this Purple Thunder Monster.

“Dear Customer, your wine.” The waiter smiled amicably.

“Thanks.” Su Xing was not an overbearing person. After he paid with gold, he say for awhile in the restaurant. Originally, he wanted to listen to some of the conversations of these cultivators to scout information pertaining to the other Star Masters’ Heavenly Books, after all, seven days had already passed since the Heavenly Books began.

What a pity that his scale was too shocking. These cultivators did not dare utter a word for fear of saying something wrong. This made Su Xing quite bored. In the end, after sitting awhile, he paid his bill and scaled Jingyang Ridge.

Only after he left did the cultivators in the restaurant finally dare speak.

“Heavens, that man just now was so ostentatious. Each of those young women were absolute beauties. Could they be Star Generals?”

“The Pilgrim. Did you not see that Pilgrim?”

“There was also Hu Sanniang, the most beautiful of the Star Generals. She lives up to her name indeed. Just a glance made me lose my breath.”

“Beautiful is the best you can describe the Panther Head? Those eyes, that figure truly are…tsk, tsk…I could die without regrets just with a glance at her.”

“That chan clothed maiden was very saintly. Could she be?”

“Ai, this man truly does have the joy of a harem.”

“Hmph, he seeks his own doom. I heard the Star General of Lifeless Hall’s Yan Wudao took the lead already by receiving the Former Volume Heavenly Book.”

“How is this possible? In only seven days?” Everyone was shocked.

Seven days for the Former Volume Heavenly Book was too fast.

“Take a good look at who she is. Featherless Arrow Zhang Qing. The world’s best at hidden weapons, and the Lifeless Hall spared no effort helping her. Rumor is that there was some magic weapon for assistance. In short, not unexpected.” That man mysteriously aroused the curiosity in everyone’s minds.

A thorough investigation.

“I also heard that the Purple Thunder Monster shows endless potential, but it seems the other Star Masters have already deliberated to join together in preparation to wipe them out in one swoop.”

“Don’t say too much, so as to avoid other people hearing this. You’re finding yourself trouble.”

“Exactly.”

Everyone conversed and discussed, lamenting that the prospects of the Heavenly Books were endless, envying that the Purple Thunder Monster had so many Star Generals at his side. They thought that even if he died, he would still be outstanding.

“So annoying. It’s all about Sister Xinjie, Niangzi, Siyou and Shaqing. Could it be that This Young Lady isn’t worth a mention?” The Shi Yuan hidden in a dark corner punched the air. Hearing the cultivators’ conversations made her fume to death. This Young Lady is wearing all black and is unexpectedly being ignored, damn it all.

En. Just as Su Xing said. The moment he leaves, they’ll become much more chatty. That Yan Wudao surprisingly obtained a Former Volume Heavenly Book. Hmph, Su Xing hasn’t got one yet. Please with herself, she hurried to deliver the news to Su Xing.

Shi Yuan became a black shadow and suddenly escaped. No one perceived her.

No.

Someone did.

In a corner, a graceful man drank wine. He caught sight of Shi Yuan’s near imperceptible concealment technique. “Wife, shall we go?”

“Lord Husband, keep watching.” The woman in a mantle said in a low voice. Her voice was melodious as a songbird’s, mellow and natural.

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