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    Ji Wugou clearly wasn’t the kind of person who would stop to listen to someone’s explanation.

    Even after Xing Zheng shouted in frustration, Ji Wugou slapped her treasure pouch once again, sending out a wave of magic tools.

    There were so many of them that even these so-called “favored geniuses” cultivated at any cost by their sects couldn’t help but gasp.

    What the hell? Are these treasures free or something?!

    Is the Ji family really this filthy rich?

    Qin Shuang, though caught off guard by Ji Wugou’s earlier ambush, wasn’t seriously injured—her condition was only somewhat disheveled and embarrassed.

    “You bitch!”

    Qin Shuang turned back with a vicious glare.

    Ji Wugou’s face turned a mix of purple and green from fury.

    She was holding back an ocean of frustration.

    In this Ghost King Hall, how dare anyone give her attitude?!

    Chen Fei’s power had already made her wary—if she wanted to retaliate against him, she’d have to think carefully.

    But this ugly woman in front of her? She dared insult her?

    “Ugly woman! Clearly no one wants you!

    Your face is crawling with disgusting veins. Just looking at you makes me nauseous!”

    Ji Wugou spat through gritted teeth.

    You could tell the Ji family still had some measure of “noble upbringing,” since Ji Wugou believed she had just delivered the nastiest insult imaginable.

    Yet the result… was practically harmless.

    Qin Shuang just sneered.

    “If not for your Ji family background, do you think I wouldn’t have already sold you off to a brothel?

    Let you experience what it means to be covered in sweaty men!”

    Ji Wugou didn’t fully understand what Qin Shuang meant, but she was sure it wasn’t anything pleasant.

    “Come out!”

    With another slap on her pouch, beams of cold light flew out—this time from one of the Ji family’s deepest hidden trump cards: the Seven Luminaries Sword Array.

    On paper, this array wasn’t overly complex.

    But to unleash its true potential, it required seven top-grade swords and the inscription of a Heaven’s Insight level formation master.

    Make no mistake—the version Ji Wugou was using was the most elite version of this array.

    “A formation?”

    Qin Shuang saw it and scoffed, having no idea how serious this was.

    Moments later, she would never forget the lesson it taught her.

    As the sword array activated, one of the demonic creatures attached to her arm was cleanly severed!

    “Aaaah!”

    Qin Shuang let out a pained scream as her expression twisted in shock and fear.

    She quickly leapt back, eyes filled with terror as she looked at the array.

    Within the glowing swords lay the severed remains of her demon!

    “Destroy it.”

    Ji Wugou, seeing Qin Shuang’s horrified look, felt incredibly satisfied.

    With a soft command, the sword energy surged and struck the severed demon.

    “NO!”

    Qin Shuang cried out, trying to stop it—but it was too late.

    The demon stood no chance against the brilliant sword light, and was reduced to mangled chunks of meat almost instantly.

    Qin Shuang gritted her teeth, forcing her injured body to activate a secret technique.

    Black tentacles sprouted from her severed arm and darted toward the fallen flesh.

    “Trying to take it back?”

    Ji Wugou laughed coldly as the sword array once again roared to life, flashing with power.

    Qin Shuang’s figure flickered, vanishing momentarily.

    When she reappeared, a deep wound ran across her shoulder, exposing bone-deep gashes, blood pouring freely.

    The demon she’d barely retrieved now lay weak and limp on her arm.

    Seeing Qin Shuang’s hateful glare, Ji Wugou sneered.

    “The Seven Luminaries Sword Array has already stripped it of its demonic nature.

    Even if you keep it, it’s useless now. Isn’t that right?”

    With that, she turned her gaze toward Xing Zheng, who was still being bombarded by magic tools.

    His face had turned bright red.

    Seriously?! I’ve been as low-profile as possible!

    How is it the quieter I am, the more I get dragged into crap like this?!

    Especially after Ji Wugou got enraged—he hadn’t said a word!

    And yet, the magic tools acted like they were mentally unstable, ignoring Qin Shuang and ganging up on him instead!

    He was beyond frustrated.

    “Enough!”

    Xing Zheng finally snapped.

    After all, he was a peak Heaven’s Insight Realm disciple—he had some dignity!

    As he roared, his body began to expand.

    His frame grew larger, his skin hardened, turning a dark earthy yellow.

    This was his true form.

    Xing Zheng let out a primal howl, ignoring the attacks.

    “Get lost!”

    He swept out with one giant arm, smashing Ji Wugou’s incoming treasures into pieces mid-air.

    Ji Wugou looked at him, surprised.

    This brute’s strength is more terrifying than I expected!

    Xing Zheng looked her in the eye and growled.

    “Move. Let me pass.”

    Ji Wugou narrowed her eyes.

    “You want to pass? Fine.

    Get through my Seven Luminaries Sword Array first.”

    With a wave of her hand, the array lit up again.

    A massive sword light surged toward Xing Zheng, aiming to cleave the world itself.

    Xing Zheng raised his hand and grabbed the sword light directly.

    A yellow glow pulsed from his body as he crushed the light with raw force.

    Ji Wugou was stunned.

    She knew the power of this sword slash—it was no joke.

    To destroy it with brute strength… this guy really is a top-tier beast clan member!

    Still, her expression didn’t show fear—instead, it twisted into an amused smirk.

    “Impressive!

    If you survive this, the beast clan might just gain a third Beast Emperor!”

    Xing Zheng’s face remained stone-cold.

    “I don’t want to be your enemy. Let me through.”

    “In the Ghost King Hall, every corner holds fortune.

    Block someone else’s fortune, and maybe you’ll gain more of your own.

    Don’t tell me you didn’t know that?”

    Ji Wugou chuckled, raising her hand again as the sword array gleamed once more.

    At that moment, Qin Shuang spoke up again.

    “That bitch won’t let us pass! Let’s join forces!”

    Ji Wugou’s face darkened instantly.

    Xing Zheng shot Qin Shuang a look.

    What the hell?!

    When did we become allies?!

    If not for her filthy mouth, he wouldn’t even be on Ji Wugou’s hit list!

    “I don’t need your help.”

    He said bluntly.

    Then he spread his palm to reveal a brown-yellow orb glowing with earthy light.

    It wrapped around him like a cocoon, fully shielding his body.

    Qin Shuang clenched her teeth.

    Useless bastard!

    Men really can’t be trusted anymore—not even beast-men!

    She glanced at the weakened demon on her arm and her eyes gleamed with hatred.

    What a loss… This bitch is dead! Ji family or not—if I’m strong enough, I’ll kill her, and no one will dare fart in protest!

    She raised her head—her three-pupiled eyes lighting up.

    A surge of demonic energy burst from her body.

    As her aura exploded, the demon on her arm began to regain its luster.

    The intensifying demonic presence didn’t go unnoticed—Chen Fei’s attention was drawn to it immediately.

    But it wasn’t Qin Shuang he was concerned about…

    It was the child in her womb.

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