He Lan Tianxia

Chapter 229 Perfectly Flawless Disappearance

As soon as Murong Junlan left, Murong Dubai stared intently at the shopkeeper. He was ready to express his gratitude to the shopkeeper with the most touching words in the world. He knew he was not unintelligent, but it was truly remarkable that he could hide the octopus so perfectly in such a short time and remain so calm and composed in front of Murong Junlan.

For the first time, Murong truly admired the shopkeeper from the bottom of his heart; his voice and expression successfully dropped sixteen degrees.

"Quickly, get the octopus out and continue."

"Why are you still giving orders?"

The shopkeeper suddenly knelt on the ground, hastily wiping the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve. Already a man of few words, he became even more incoherent, "Young master, the octopus is missing."

"What? Gone? You're saying a motionless octopus just vanished right in front of us? Do you believe me?"

“Young master, master, I also find this strange. There aren’t even any windows in this cave. How could such a huge octopus just disappear like that?”

"It was impossible before, but now it's possible, it's really gone." Murong Dubai was furious and had nowhere to vent his anger, so he suddenly shouted, "Find it, find it quickly, dig this hole through, you have to pull the octopus out for me."

Murong Dubai paced anxiously in the cave with his hands behind his back. He simply couldn't believe that a unconscious octopus could just disappear like that. What was so strange about it? Murong Dubai refused to believe in such nonsense.

The shopkeeper had already started rummaging through the hole, even scraping off a layer of skin from it, but he still couldn't find the octopus.

Could it be that Octopus wasn't dead, but merely feigned unconsciousness and slipped away while they were talking to Murong Junlan? Or had Murong Junlan used some kind of illusion to actually capture Octopus? It seemed so, almost too much so. Otherwise, given his style, he wouldn't have left so quickly. He hadn't even overturned a single platform; leaving empty-handed wasn't Murong Junlan's usual approach. Murong Dubai gritted his teeth in anger as he analyzed this. No, he had to go to Anqiao Temple to demand an explanation.

"Let's go to Anqiao Temple."

The innkeeper was intently searching the entire room when Murong Dubai grabbed him by the hand and hurriedly left the cave entrance, running towards Anqiao Temple as if stepping on clouds.

Murong Dubai's martial arts skills were mediocre; he had the physique of a weak scholar. After running for a while, he was panting heavily, so the shopkeeper had no choice but to grab Murong Dubai's hand and start running.

Upon arriving at Anqiao Temple, rows of fireballs still stood outside, and there was no sign of the octopus. Judging from the fierce appearance of the fireballs, could it be that the octopus had been captured by Murong Junlan and the fireballs were about to attack them?

It seems there are monks guarding the outside of Anqiao Temple, and the gate is closed. There might be an octopus hiding inside. Murong Dubai whispered to the innkeeper to find a way to sneak in and see what's going on.

In fact, Murong Dubai could have easily swaggered in through the door, but the gate was heavily guarded and wouldn't open anytime soon. Just as Murong Dubai was in a dilemma, the door suddenly opened, and Murong Junlan walked out with Hong Xiuying.

Murong Junlan glanced at them first, then said to the fireballs, "Fireball guards, we haven't found the octopus yet. Why don't you come into Dark Woodcutter Temple and rest for a while?"

The fireballs didn't move; their imposing presence suggested they wanted to devour Murong Junlan.

Seeing that the fireballs did not move, Murong Junlan spoke again, "I entered your Lihentian and although I made a few moves, I did not cause any major damage. However, your sect leader has broadened my horizons quite a bit. What is your sect leader's purpose in sending you here this time?"

Whether the fireballs couldn't speak or didn't want to, mentioning their leader suddenly fueled the fire, and they began attacking again.

"I know that the fireballs among you can talk and communicate. Have I offended you or taken advantage of you? Give me a reason."

"Return the Crimson Spirit Spring water to the Pavilion Master." Finally, one of the fireball guards spoke up.

"Heh, so you've come to reclaim the Crimson Spirit Spring Water. What do you mean? Your Pavilion Master personally delivered the Crimson Spirit Spring Water to me, and now you're going back on your word and sending people to take it back, is that it?" Murong Junlan inwardly scoffed at the Pavilion Master's behavior. Good heavens, putting on a show of helping others in front of my beloved concubine, even acknowledging a brother-in-law—it's all so touching! But it turns out he's just a bunch of idiots, putting on a love act followed by a deadly chase. How dare you even think of such a thing! Since that's the case, then I, the King, will risk my life to accompany you and settle this once and for all.

"If you want the Crimson Spirit Spring Water, have your sect leader come and get it himself." Murong Junlan was angry. He turned and ordered Hong Xiuying beside him.

"Abbot Hong, go into battle."

"Yes." Hong Xiuying accepted the order, and with a flick of her whip, the martial monks and the fireball guards began to fight.

This time, it's for real.