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39: The walls have ears, tell me quietly

Half an hour later.

The dancer returned to the First Princes Residence.

"How was it?"

Yan Junlin looked at the dancer.

The dancer said directly, "After leaving here, he went straight to the gambling house and lost all the money he took from here in half an hour."

Yan Junlin's mouth twitched, and he covered his forehead, saying, "What a prodigal! A complete prodigal! I suddenly regret inviting him here. I feel that Xie Weilou cannot accomplish great things. So wasteful, with no restraint, he's not someone to conspire with!"

"......"

The dancer gave a bitter smile, not daring to say more. You chose him!

Not long after.

The news of Xie Weilou going to the First Princes Residence spread among the various princes.

"Xie Weilou went to the First Princes Residence? This is not good news!"

"Although Xie Weilou is useless, he is still the Heir of Marquis Zhenxi Manor. The current Xie Cangxuan is only temporarily acting as Marquis Zhenxi. This position will eventually fall to Xie Weilou. The First Prince's early move is disadvantageous to us."

"Not necessarily. Since the First Prince can win over Xie Weilou, why can't we?"

"Win him over? If we deal with him, won't the First Prince's plans come to nothing?"

The various princes began to scheme.

------

Tianquan Division.

Xie Weilou was lying on a chair, dozing off.

Lin Qinghuang entered the main hall expressionlessly.

"Lin Qinghuang, my shoulder is a bit sore. Can you give me a massage?"

Xie Weilou opened his eyes, his gaze falling on Qinghuang's beautiful legs.

Qinghuang frowned, "You went to the First Princes Residence?"

"What's wrong?"

Xie Weilou retorted.

Lin Qinghuang said coldly, "Some things are best not to get involved in, otherwise you might not even know how you died."

Xie Weilou said nervously, "You've scared me. My heart is racing. Come over and rub me quickly."

"You......"

Lin Qinghuang was a bit speechless.

She threw a deed to Xie Weilou and said indifferently, "The gambling house occupied by Madam You is now yours."

Xie Weilou took the deed, put it into his sleeve, and a smile appeared on his face: "I lost a lot of silver today. With this gambling house, I will definitely win it all back in the future."

"Is that so?"

Lin Qinghuang gave a cold smile. This sly fellow, the money he lost all went to his own gambling house, didn't it!

Xie Weilou said to Lin Qinghuang, "Lin Qinghuang, I learned a big secret today. Do you want to know?"

"Oh?"

Lin Qinghuang narrowed her eyes. This guy went to the First Princes Residence, perhaps he really got some news.

Xie Weilou looked around and whispered, "Walls have ears. Come closer and I'll tell you quietly."

Lin Qinghuang didn't think much of it and immediately lowered her head: "Speak!"

Xie Weilou looked at Lin Qinghuang's ear, which was glistening, and he opened his mouth and gently bit it.

"You......"

Lin Qinghuang's body trembled, and she immediately retreated.

She glared at Xie Weilou angrily: "Xie Weilou, you're getting bolder and bolder. Do you have a death wish?"

Xie Weilou licked his lips, yawned, and looked at Lin Qinghuang with a bewildered expression: "Lin Qinghuang, what's wrong with you? Why is your face as red as a candied hawthorn? Don't tell me, I just had a dream, and it felt like I ate a candied hawthorn. It was so sweet."

Crack!

Lin Qinghuang clenched her fists, her expression extremely annoyed. He was feigning ignorance again.

"I'm sleepy. I'll lie down for a bit more."

Xie Weilou closed his eyes.

"......"

Lin Qinghuang looked at Xie Weilou, this scoundrel, and felt a bit helpless. With his sickly appearance, she was truly worried that she might lose control and punch him to death.

------

Evening.

Xie Weilou opened his eyes and found Lin Qinghuang sitting cross-legged on the ground, a powerful aura emanating from her.

"I feel like she'll break through soon."

Xie Weilou was a little surprised. Lin Qinghuang had only recently entered the Territory Expansion Realm, and now she showed signs of another breakthrough. This woman must be hiding some big secrets.

Just like last time when he asked Lin Qinghuang if she was truly from the Lin family.

Lin Qinghuang opened her eyes, glanced at Xie Weilou, and said indifferently, "What? Want to learn?"

Xie Weilou became interested: "Can I learn?"

"You can't!"

Lin Qinghuang shook her head.

The foundation of cultivation lies in the Spirit Bone.

When Xie Weilou entered the Heavenly Prison, she had investigated and found that he only had a Waste Bone. A Waste Bone has no spiritual essence and is difficult to harmonize with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, just like having no Spirit Bone at all.

As far as she knew, Xie Weilou's father seemed to have even invited a Sword Immortal from Great Xia to help, but unfortunately, that Sword Immortal also said he was powerless after examining Xie Weilou's Waste Bone.

"Then why did you even mention it?"

Xie Weilou looked at Lin Qinghuang speechlessly.

"You have a Waste Bone, and I can't do anything about it, unless......"

Lin Qinghuang stared directly at Xie Weilou.

"Unless what?"

Xie Weilou crossed his arms over his chest.

Lin Qinghuang sneered, "Unless someone transplants a Spirit Bone that perfectly matches your physical body."

"That won't do! It goes against the Heavenly Dao."

Xie Weilou shook his head.

"Heh heh! Heavenly Dao? In this world, there are many people who do such things. Sometimes, possessing an excellent Spirit Bone but lacking the ability to protect it can indeed be a disaster."

Lin Qinghuang said meaningfully.

Xie Weilou stared at Lin Qinghuang, frowning: "Lin Qinghuang, just for a moment, I suddenly felt you were a bit mysterious. Be honest, what grade of Spirit Bone do you have? High-grade or supreme-grade?"

"Neither."

Qinghuang said faintly.

"I don't believe it."

Xie Weilou had an expression that said 'I don't believe a word you say'.

However, he was muttering to himself, 'Not high-grade, not supreme-grade, so it's naturally not mid-grade or low-grade. Could there be other higher-grade Spirit Bones after supreme-grade?'

On this point, his information was indeed limited.

"If you don't believe me, then don't."

Lin Qinghuang was too lazy to explain much.

"I'm a bit hungry. It's late. Let's go home."

Xie Weilou got up, stretched, and walked out of the hall.

"......"

Lin Qinghuang looked at Xie Weilou but didn't say anything more.

------

Tonight, the wind and snow were heavy, and the ground was covered in thick ice and snow. Many trees had already withered, and the remaining green plants were struggling to survive, hoping to endure this cold winter.

In the City, the lights were obscured by the wind and snow, appearing somewhat dim. Where the lights were brighter, the shadows were heavier, but where the lights were dim, even more terrifying killing intent might be hidden.

In a quiet, deserted alley.

Xie Weilou held an umbrella, walking alone, leaving footprints on the icy ground.

Just then, he stopped.

More than a dozen black-clad figures appeared ahead, all holding weapons, their eyes cold.

However, the strength of these black-clad figures was very low. The strongest among them was only at the Xuanhuang Realm mid-stage, and the rest were even weaker.

"Kill him."

The black-clad man at the Xuanhuang Realm mid-stage waved his hand.

Boom!

The other black-clad figures, with fierce eyes, immediately charged at Xie Weilou.

"......"

Xie Weilou's expression was calm. His paper umbrella trembled, and a powerful pressure erupted, scattering the white snow on it.

Boom!

Before these dozen or so black-clad figures could even get close, they were blasted into blood mist.

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