Why are you here, Wen Rushui, the person who reported me?

Chu Xinghe stood in the crowd, while the onlookers were still gossiping.

His gaze was directed toward another direction.

"Oh my, isn't that Luo Mingchuan?"

"It seems the eastern emperor bell really was arranged by Wen Rushui."

"Sometimes these Children of Destiny, even when they disguise themselves, can still stand out and not blend in with their surroundings."

"Luo Mingchuan is in this place, so it seems Wen Rushui should be here too."

"However, Luo Mingchuan shouldn't be able to see through his name or strength right now; what he sees is only fake."

Chu Xinghe listened to the gossip nearby.

"I didn't expect Wen Rushui to really be the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Body."

"Yeah, no wonder she could repel Mount Sumeru before; absorbing others' Origin to Cultivate, how could it not be fast?"

"Everyone fears the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Body, yet everyone hates that they aren't the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Body. If I were the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Body, I could become a Great Emperor."

"You? Forget it, hurry home. I just came out and saw the guy next door to you went to find your wife again."

"I know, but I can't go back."

"Damn, are you even a man?"

"The Spirit Stone I use to Cultivate, he gives it to me. The Cultivation Technique I use, he gives it to me. The money I use to go to the Brothel and buy weapons, he gives it all to me."

"Uh, brother, are there any more of these good things?"

"There are, provided you have a wife."

Chu Xinghe also started gossiping.

"Brother, tell me more about it."

【I love hearing this too.】

Chu Xinghe: ...

"Ahem, how can I talk about this casually?"

Chu Xinghe coughed.

"Look, it's almost noon. There are still seats at Guanxin Tower. How about I arrange a table and we brothers have a drink?"

Hearing Chu Xinghe's words, many were tempted.

They could eat, drink, and listen to gossip.

Even if their mouths refused, their legs couldn't help but want to turn toward that place.

Before long, Chu Xinghe and these few people hit it off, arm-in-arm, acting very familiar.

When they arrived at Guanxin Tower, Chu Xinghe subconsciously wanted to look into the corner, but he hurriedly stopped himself.

"Boss, are there any seats left?" Chu Xinghe shouted loudly.

Many people looked at Chu Xinghe.

"Yes, yes, guests, please come this way."

When the banquet was served, after a few drinks, the eyes of Chu Xinghe and the others became hazy.

The disguised Luo Mingchuan also walked over to a corner seat and casually sat down.

Opposite him sat an old woman who looked to be fifty or sixty years old; her hair was gray, but her spirit seemed quite good.

After Luo Mingchuan sat down, he shook his head at her.

The old woman was naturally Wen Rushui.

She had a strange feeling that the person was right beside her.

Her gaze inadvertently swept over the surrounding guests, but there was nothing unusual.

Only one table, where several people had their heads almost touching, were all gossiping.

"You guys don't know, the wife I found had a lover before. Her family didn't agree, so they were forced to separate."

"Later, my wife's parents died, and she was disheartened and wanted to commit suicide. I saved her, comforted her a few words, and married her."

"Who knew that not long after, the person she liked before came back, having achieved success in Cultivation, and they continued their former relationship."

"I'm no match for him, and living a miserable life is better than dying, so I brought up some conditions."

"Who would have thought that the man would readily agree, and the woman also agreed."

"Money is always available, I also have a Cultivation Technique, and Spirit Stones. I don't have to work as a laborer anymore. Where else can you find such a life?"

"When the woman gets pregnant, I still have to wait on her."

The people around sighed with emotion.

"To have such good luck fall on you, the Heavens must be blind."

"Brother, I really admire you. If it were me, I couldn't endure it."

"You said that wrong. I have money now; I can play with other people's wives, and I can go to the Brothel to find ten girls at once."

"It's better than going back to face a woman who feels sorry for herself and won't let me touch her every day."

Chu Xinghe and the others gave a thumbs up.

However, he could vaguely notice someone watching them; he knew that was Wen Rushui.

Chu Xinghe operated his Cultivation Technique, unable to see through Wen Rushui's destiny, but he could create a fake destiny for himself.

In the distance, Wen Rushui inadvertently pinched her fingers, then frowned and released them.

Just an ordinary person with a little talent.

Strange, she clearly felt he was in this place, and these past two days, she felt a bit troubled in her heart, not as calm as before.

What exactly caused it? This point left her completely puzzled.

Chu Xinghe drank his wine, wondering if the eastern emperor bell was in Wen Rushui's hands.

Last time, he deliberately let this thing appear.

Now the Chuzhou and Wangtian City are out of her control; this time, she should take charge personally.

At this moment, more people walked in one after another, still discussing what had happened.

"This time, the Heavens Secret Pavilion and the Tianyan Holy Land were destroyed, and Wen Rushui's tracks were not found again. Where do you think this woman ran to?"

"Before Wen Rushui was exposed, the Supremes of Mount Sumeru were no match for her. This time, she actually watched the Heavens Secret Pavilion be destroyed."

"The Old Ancestors of the Tianyan Holy Land all died, not a single one escaped."

"Goddess Zhongli is too angry. Can the Heavens Secret Pavilion and the Tianyan Holy Land have a good ending?"

"Goddess Zhongli likes Chu Xinghe. Chu Xinghe and the two Devil Heads, Wen Rushui, cooperated to act, treating Goddess Zhongli like a fool. Whoever this happens to would be angry."

Wen Rushui, who heard it from afar, had a calm expression.

She had already thought of all this.

The only thing she couldn't be sure of was whether Chu Xinghe was still alive.

Previously, when she wanted to test if he was still alive, he would always avoid it.

Now, he was actively approaching her; no matter how she looked at it, it was a bit abnormal.

Moreover, she could no longer deduce many things; the Heavenly Dao was already in chaos.

Chu Xinghe stood at his position; the timing should be about right.

The people he controlled before entering the restaurant should have successfully reported her by now.

While they were drinking, a heavy pressure descended from the sky.

The entire Guanxin Tower was sealed off.

Several men in white robes walked in from outside, with the words "Heavenly Dao" embroidered on their chests.

After entering the restaurant, they subconsciously looked toward the corner and walked forward, standing beside the table.

Wen Rushui put down her teacup, a bit puzzled; when was she exposed?

"Wen Rushui, do you still want to keep pretending?"

Hearing the words "Wen Rushui," the restaurant instantly fell silent.

Many people had fear in their eyes and hurriedly ran outside.

"No one is allowed to leave. Who knows if you are Wen Rushui's accomplices?"

Several people appeared at the entrance, blocking those who wanted to run.

Thump, thump, thump. Footsteps sounded upstairs.

"The Heavenly Dao Sect has quite a temper, blocking the guests of my Guanxin Tower."

"Elder Three, are you looking down on my Guanxin Tower?"

Chu Xinghe looked up.

A woman with a hot figure, wearing a scarlet gold-gilded fairy dress, appeared, holding a fluffy fan made of some unknown feathers.

"You, why did you appear in this place?"