Chapter 402: Taiyin Family!
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“Shit!”
Shang Yang and Yan Qingshan, who were watching from afar, seemed to have sensed the Mad Daoist’s malicious gaze. Their expressions changed.
At this point, they could all see what kind of person the Mad Daoist was. Being targeted by him would definitely not end well.
Whoosh!
With a thought, Shang Yang didn’t hesitate at all. With his fastest speed, he moved toward where the Tushan family was. Yan Qingshan followed closely behind.
Hmm?
Seeing this, the Mad Daoist frowned.
“Are these two related to the Tushan family?”
He was quite surprised.
The Mad Daoist continued staring at Shang Yang and the others. He saw that after the two of them arrived at the bottom Boat of Paramita, they were not chased away by Tushan Cangyue.
On the contrary, Tushan Ruoruo, who was above, greeted Shang Yang very warmly.
At the same time, Tushan Ruoruo waved her little fist at the Mad Daoist as if she was warning him.
In response, the Mad Daoist burst out laughing.
“These two people seem to be from the Zhurong family, so why are they with the Tushan family? Moreover, it seems that their relationship is not bad… What the hell?” The Mad Daoist cursed in his heart.
Although he was a bit surprised, the Mad Daoist didn’t do anything out of line because he was afraid of Tushan Cangyue.
“Forget it. For the sake of the Tushan family, 1’11 spare you. Judging from your looks, you definitely don’t have much money on you either.”
The Mad Daoist found an excuse for himself.
After saying that, he looked away.
Phew…
Seeing Mad Daoist’s fierce gaze move away from him, Shang Yang and Yan Qingshan, who were far away, immediately heaved a sigh of relief. They were afraid that they would be robbed by the Mad Daoist, but fortunately, they dodged the bullet.
“Thank you, High Priest!”
Shang Yang bowed respectfully to Tushan Cangyue on the Boat of Paramita, expressing his gratitude.
He knew that if it wasn’t for the Tushan family’s protection, the Mad Daoist would never let him and Yan Qingshan go. If he had been robbed, he would lose all his face.
Immediately after, Shang Yang looked at Tushan Ruoruo with gratitude.
“Uncle, with my big sister around, the Wicked Trio won’t dare to do anything.”
At this moment, Tushan Ruoruo’s innocent voice came from the ship.
Wicked Trio?
Hearing this name, Shang Yang could not help but be stunned.
“They’re indeed wicked…” He muttered in his heart.
Only the Mad Daoist and the others would do such a shameless thing.
“Uncle, why don’t you come up? I haven’t thanked you properly for saving us before,” Tushan Ruoruo sent out an invitation.
Hearing this, Shang Yang was quite tempted.
“It’s alright, I’ll stay down there. This place is quite good, hahaha…”
Out of fear and respect for Tushan Cangyue, Shang Yang ultimately didn’t get on the Boat of Paramita.
Seeing this, Tushan Ruoruo looked disappointed, but she didn’t force him.
Soon after, she turned her curious gaze to the Mad Daoist.
At this moment, not only Tushan Ruoruo, but almost everyone else had their eyes fixed on the Mad Daoist. They wanted to see who was the next unlucky one…
The Mad Daoist ignored everyone’s gaze.
Whoosh!
After shifting his gaze away from Shang Yang and the others, he took a step forward and arrived at a corner to the west of the Immemorial Divine Well.
There was a small spiritual boat parked there, and on it was a woman in white with peerless looks and a dignified aura.
In addition, there was a burly middle-aged man behind her. He emitted a mountain-like aura, making him look extremely extraordinary.
“These two… Night demon race? No, it should be the Taiyin family.”
Just as the Mad Daoist was sizing up the two of them, Lin Wudao’s gaze landed on them from a short distance away.
Through the observation of God’s Spiritual Eye, he learned their identities and origins.
The woman’s name was Wu Qingyu and she came from the ancient night demon race.
However, her true origin was the even more ancient Taiyin family. The night demon race was just an ancient clan under the Taiyin family.
According to God’s Spiritual Eye, Wu Qingyu was now the night demon race’s leader’s daughter.
Furthermore, she had the orthodox bloodline of God flowing in her body.
“The night demon race has already disappeared for tens of thousands of years. The ancient Spirit Ruins had been their ancestral land. Now, the Spirit Ruins have completely fallen and are completely abandoned, but they are still living well. It seems that the night demon race’s foundation is also very extraordinary,” Lin Wudao pondered.
Seeing the legendary night demon race made him think of many things.
Previously, through the God of Darkness, Lin Wudao had been guessing that the night demon race might still exist in the Mountain Mausoleum Area.
Otherwise, it would’ve been impossible for the God of Darkness to revive his divinity. Obviously, it was only because there were believers worshiping him that he was able to recover his divinity.
It was apparent that the night demon race had always existed. Yet, there were no records of this mysterious race, be it in Thunder Swamp or the eastern region. He hadn’t heard of a single piece of information about them.
Lin Wudao never expected that he would see the legendary night demon race during the Immemorial Divine Well’s eruption today.
This made him very surprised.
“There’s been no news of them for so many years, so why would they suddenly appear this time? Is there a secret behind this?” Lin Wudao speculated in his heart.
He felt that the night demon race would not appear for no reason.
The Mad Daoist naturally did not know what Lin Wudao was thinking.
At this moment, he had already arrived at a place 100 feet away from Wu Qingyu.
“You guys…”
Whoosh!
Before the Mad Daoist could finish his sentence, Wu Qingyu waved her hand and took out many treasures. They piled up on the ground like a small mountain.
Oh?
The Mad Daoist was surprised to see Wu Qingyu so frank. Meanwhile, through the Myriad Manifestation Dharma Eye, he seemed to be able to tell that Wu Qingyu and the man were extraordinary. There was a trace of surprise and astonishment in his eyes.
“We do welcome friends from afar,” The Mad Daoist grinned and said,
After saying that, he swept up the treasures and resources on the ground with his sleeves and turned to leave.
Looking at his back, Wu Qingyu’s expression remained indifferent and calm. She did not feel angry or resentful because of the Mad Daoist’s robbery.
“Miss, these people… None of them are simple characters,” The middle-aged man behind her said in a low voice.
Hearing this, Wu Qingyu nodded.
“Let’s just spend money to avoid disaster. We came here this time for a major matter in the family. These people are not to be trifled with, so don’t cause trouble. They shouldn’t be living beings native to the Mountain Mausoleum Area.”
Her calm voice slowly sounded.
Someone from the outside world?
The middle-aged man behind her seemed to be deep in thought. His deep eyes paused on Lin Wudao and the other two for a while, then glanced at Tushan Cangyue and the others before falling silent.
At the same time, the Mad Daoist arrived in front of Lin Wudao.
“Brother Ren, we’ve struck it rich again this time,” He smiled and patted his waist pouch.
Immediately after, his expression became serious again.
“Brother Ren, those two people are not simple. We have to be careful. They carry the aura of a powerful God. I guess they come from an ancient family that has a more powerful divinity than the Tushan family. If that’s the case, the strength of the God they worship cannot be underestimated,” The Mad Daoist said in a low voice.
Regarding this, Lin Wudao nodded in agreement. He could also sense the powerful divinity in the bodies of the two. It definitely surpassed that of a level 2 True God..
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